Xu Qingyou was a little reserved in the face of song Qingyu, but after chatting for a while, he relaxed slowly.
Although song Qingyu looked at Gao Leng, he had a sense of humor when chatting and occasionally said two words with a philosophy of life.
Xu Qingyou feels quite comfortable chatting with him. If there is nothing, he can learn some truth.
Song Qingyu should have nothing to do in the morning. He took a long time to entertain Xu Qingyou, which made Xu Qingyou a little embarrassed.
The last two people talked almost. Xu Qingyou said shyly, "I don't know if Mr. Song has time at noon. I'm sorry to delay you for so long."
Song Qingyu seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally nodded, "well, I happen to have time at noon."
Xu Qingyou was surprised by his answer. She also thought about how to express her sincerity if song Qingyu refused. She didn't expect him to agree directly.
Xu Qingyou smiled at once. "I just don't know where the food is more suitable for your appetite. Choosing a restaurant may fall on you."
Song Qingyu looked at the time. "It's easy to say. Let's go first."
Xu Qingyou got up and followed song Qingyu out of the office. The people in the outside office area carefully glanced at them.
He said it was a steal, but the action was still obvious. Xu Qingyou noticed it.
So, she didn't know why she blushed.
This feeling is not particularly comfortable. It's like suddenly breaking into a world that doesn't belong to you, and then being surrounded by everyone with a look.
Although these people gathered secretly, it was definitely not because of her identity, but song Qingyu. They were still curious about her.
Song Qingyu and Xu Qingyou walked side by side. Occasionally, they turned around and said a few words to her. They looked familiar and natural.
The two men came out of song Qingyu's company and got into his car.
Xu Qingyou didn't ask song Qingyu where he was going, but waited for his arrangement honestly and safely.
Seeing that she didn't ask, song Qingyu didn't take the initiative to mention it, but directly started the car.
After driving out for a while, song Qingyu mentioned Ning Xuan. He was not good at asking other people's gossip. He just asked if Ning Xuan's recent schedule was very full.
Xu Qingyou leaned back in his chair, and his tone became relaxed. "He's not busy recently. He doesn't shoot a lot. There's almost only one every day, so I'm free here."
Xu Qingyou smiled, "haven't you had a shooting trip recently?"
Song Qingyu stopped at the red light at the intersection. "I haven't taken a few recently. I just wanted to publicize the investment project. All the existing ones have been publicized, and there hasn't been any shooting recently."
Xu Qingyou nodded. "In fact, shooting is also very tired. It's better to go to work seriously."
Song Qingyu deeply felt this, "what I hate most is that they make up for me. A big man's face is covered with a kilogram of powder, and I'm annoyed by my own smell."
Xu Qingyou couldn't help laughing. "A normal makeup is still OK. The most afraid thing is that the painting is too thick."
Song Qingyu waited for the red light to start the car. At the same time, he sighed, "maybe I'm a straight man. I don't like makeup very much. I think I look good."
With these words, Xu Qingyou can't answer, because Ning Xuan has to make up every time he participates in the recording program.
Fortunately, song Qingyu also sighed with such emotion. He didn't say it deeply. The car drove out for a long time, and finally stopped slowly at the door of a private house.
Judging from the degree of decoration at the door, the price of this restaurant should not be so scary.
Xu Qingyou slowly breathed a sigh of relief and got off with song Qingyu.
The waiter of the hotel obviously knew song Qingyu. Seeing him come in, he quickly greeted him warmly, "Mr. Song, are there only two people today?"
Song Qingyu nodded, "yes, two people."
The waiter quickly led song Qingyu and Xu Qingyou to a private room inside.
The private room is not big, and the decoration is very clean and elegant.
Song Qingyu sat down, picked up the menu and handed it to Xu Qingyou. "Look what you want to eat."
Xu Qingyou quickly waved his hand, "just choose. I'll treat you to this meal today. You can eat anything you want."
Song Qingyu stared at Xu Qingyou for two eyes, and finally nodded along with her words, "well, I won't be polite to you."
Song Qingyu flipped through the menu at will, and then ordered three dishes and one soup, but he didn't do it hard.
After thinking about it, Xu Qingyou took the menu and added two more dishes.
Song Qingyu didn't stop him either. He waited for the waiter to leave. Song Qingyu said, "you come to me. Does Ning Xuan know?"
Xu Qingyou nodded. "I know, I told him."
Song Qingyu nodded and Xu Qingyou continued, "but he doesn't mix with my business. He doesn't care what I do."
Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows. "I read the news. You two have been together for many years. You still have such a clear division."
His tone seemed to be joking, and Xu Qingyou smiled, "if you're not married, you should distinguish clearly. Our ideas are quite the same."
Song Qingyu said, "when two people are together, the Three Outlooks should be together first, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble."
Xu Qingyou thought about her and Ning Xuan's three views. Are they together?
Before waiting to think about it, she stopped again. What's the use of getting together? They are fake from beginning to end and can't come true in the future.
Thinking too much will only make you uncomfortable.
Waiting for a break from dinner, Xu Qingyou looked at her mobile phone. Qin Nian sent her a message. She said she had handled it all and asked Xu Qingyou what she was doing here.
Xu Qingyou quickly replied that he was eating, and then quickly put his mobile phone back.
Song Qingyu was pouring tea, and her movements were seen from the corner of her eye.
He didn't mind very much. "If you're in a hurry, you can call. It's okay with me."
Xu Qingyou smiled twice, "it's okay."
She doesn't know much about song Qingyu. She always feels that calling or sending messages in this environment is a lack of respect for each other.
Song Qingyu sipped his tea. "Don't be too polite to me. If I were polite to you, I wouldn't see you today."
Xu Qingyou licked his lips and didn't speak. Song Qingyu didn't know what he thought and said, "when I saw you in the studio that day, I suddenly remembered a lot of things. It felt like I saw myself many years ago, so I'd like to see you. Subconsciously, I treat you as my own person. Don't be too outsidered to me."
Xu Qingyou blinked. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "that's right."
Song Qingyu leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed his hands, tilted one leg and put his hands on his legs. "When I first entered the society, I was as careful as you. Now I think I forgot what kind of mood I was in at that time. I was infected by the society for too long and polished too smoothly. In fact, this may not be a good thing. People will easily lose their authenticity."