Chapter 140

The next day just after work, an Shiqi received a call from Song Zhiyuan. Her hand in sorting out the documents stopped, "what do you say? Auntie going abroad

She did not forget that day Mrs. song answered a phone call and asked people to throw her out.

For Mrs. song, she was still afraid.

Similar to the harshness and harshness at the party, and the gentle questions about renting her house that day, she would drive her out of the house that day. She didn't know which one was the real Mrs. song. However, she felt that Mrs. song didn't want to see her when she went abroad, and they were very unhappy that day.

"Angie, are you listening?" Song Zhiyuan didn't hear the voice inside the phone, so he made a sound again.

His deep and slightly cold voice let anshiqi regain his mind. She hesitated and muttered, "I'm listening. I still don't want to go. I don't think my aunt would like to see me."

She is telling the truth. Besides, she doesn't want to face Mrs. song now. She has to go abroad, at least to make Mrs. song happy. She only used to cope.

"No, my mother said by name that she wanted to see you. Are you off work now? I'll pick you up at once Song Zhiyuan did not continue to ask her for her opinions, but simply finished his request.

He has always been such a man, domineering, independent, he decided things can not have any change.

Sometimes he is very careful.

"Ah?" Angshiqi called out in doubt. She didn't expect that Mrs. song would like to see her when she was leaving. Tomorrow, they

After thinking for a long time, she bowed her head in frustration, just, it's not fatal. I'd better go.

She has just taken over the position of manager. She has a lot of things to adapt to and deal with. She is often very busy.

Mrs. song wants to see her. She must have something to say.

She picked up her things and went downstairs. Sure enough, she saw song Zhiyuan smoking in the white Maserati.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at her and withdrew his eyes.

Angie opened the car door to get in, and the boss helped to open the door. This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen in front of her.

It's the rush hour after work. People are coming and going. Everyone is focusing on this 10 million dollar Maserati to work.

Looking at the eyes frequently cast over, an Shiqi wails in her heart, which is really jumping into the Yellow River and can't be washed.

She buries her head, retracts her body into the corner, trying to reduce her sense of existence. Now she would like to find a crack to drill in, shy to shame.

Fortunately, song Zhiyuan had already smoked a cigarette and drove away directly.

Anshiqi wanted to ask Mrs. song why she wanted to go abroad several times, but she swallowed her words, so she didn't dare to ask.

In love with reason, song Zhiyuan or her boss, she is eating bear heart leopard also dare not speak.

Song Zhiyuan looked through the rearview mirror and saw that she was trying to stop talking. He quietly hooked his lips and said, "do you have anything to ask me?"

As soon as she said that, an Shiqi's whole body was stiff and straight, and then she touched her cheek. Could it be that song Zhiyuan could not read his mind? Can you guess what you're thinking?

Soon song Zhiyuan answered her doubts, "what you think is written on your face, and I don't need to guess at all."

Angshiqi wants to look at the sky without words again. Is she really so obvious?

Although she and song Zhiyuan seem to be old acquaintances, the inherent pressure still makes her feel inexplicably depressed.

"Angie." Seeing his nervous appearance, song Zhiyuan wants to tease her.

"Ah." Angshiqi looked up confused, then quickly lowered her head to cover up her nervousness, "president, do you have anything to tell me?"

"You don't have to be so nervous. I won't eat you." While driving, song Zhiyuan stares at her face, which has gradually turned red.

After so many things, she is still so simple, which is really rare.

Song Zhiyuan can also be regarded as watching her come from this road, so it is still quite emotional.

"I..." Angshiqi's words were blocked. She couldn't say a word.

"Next time you see me, don't be so nervous. I've helped you so many times. We're friends. You won't be so heartless?" Song Zhiyuan's car gradually spread a relaxing piano music.

"I just don't think I deserve to talk to you. You are the president. I'm just a nobody. Our relationship should not be so close." When Angie said this, her voice became much lighter.

She understood that she and song Zhiyuan were not people of the same world after all.

"Angshiqi, is it possible for an ordinary person to make friends to see what his identity is?" Song Zhiyuan's voice suddenly became a little cold.

After being with song Zhiyuan for so long, she could hear the change in Song Zhiyuan's voice. She explained in a hurry, "it's not me. I don't mean it. We're just subordinates..."More said more chaotic, anshiqi some impatient grasp hair.

"You don't have to be so burdened." Song Zhiyuan's voice becomes a little light?

He suddenly remembered what Mrs. Song said to her in the office, as if the object had become her, which made her less exclusive.

"Well." She turned her head and looked out of the window.

She still can't really relax to song Zhiyuan. The ambiguous relationship between the two people makes her dare not get closer.

No one pierced the paper, so was song Zhiyuan, who was even more unqualified.

When she went to the airport, she saw not only Mrs. song, but also the close friends of song Zhiyuan she had seen in the company before, and many people worked with her.

Mrs. song was wearing a cheongsam with patterns. She was smiling and waved to her lovingly.

Anshiqi walked slowly for fear that Mrs. song would change her face in the next second.

When Mrs. song saw her expression, she couldn't help laughing. "You child, are you still blaming me?"

"No, Mrs. song. How dare I blame you?" If she is not allowed to leave the company, she has already been thankful. This song family is Mrs. song's company. She is just an outsider. How dare you blame it?

"Girl, I'm going to go abroad. Before that, I would like to ask you to take care of Zhiyuan. The child is only thinking about work. You should remember to urge him to eat every day. Later, my aunt will come back and hope to see you different." The focus of song Fu's speech is long, and his expression is very serious.

"I..." Angie is a bit at a loss. She doesn't know whether to agree or not.

Just at this moment, the airport broadcast went off. Mrs. song fondly touched her head, "then please."