Huo's call back doesn't surprise song Miao, but he didn't expect to return so quickly.
On the other end of the line, manager Liu of the project department who song Miao submitted the design drawings today said politely, "Miss Song, the development of Tianqing Water Bay is in the sole charge of our general manager Huo. He has read the draft of song's design and would like to ask Miss Song to talk about this project."
Song Miao was surprised that there were so many projects under Huo's company that Tianqing Shuiwan could let Huo's president take charge of them in person?
"Manager Liu..." Song Miao pause, "this time thanks to the promotion of manager Liu, find a time, on behalf of Chu, I must thank manager Liu."
When manager Liu heard that she would be wrong, he hurriedly said, "thank you. It's just that I heard from Secretary Chen that Mr. Huo is free tonight. Miss Song, don't let the chance run away."
Tianqingshuiwan was a hot project at the beginning of this year, and it was issued by Huo. Chu's success in this project is a great help to the real estate industry, which has just been involved in two years.
Without hesitation, song Miao agreed to talk about the design draft at Haoting hotel tonight, and then hung up.
Qin Xiaoxiao had her own business when she came back in the afternoon. Since noon, song Miao has never seen Fang Xin again. She doesn't answer the phone, so she just takes the design draft and goes to the underground parking lot.
In Haoting, manager Liu had been waiting there. When he saw her, his smile was flattering.
"Miss Song, you are coming. Come with me as soon as possible. Mr. Huo is waiting in the private room."
"Sorry to be late." Song Miao went with manager Liu.
When it was almost there, manager Liu stopped and looked at Song Miao with a smile on his face. "Miss Song, if you have any difficulties in this project, please come to me."
Song Miao was surprised by manager Liu's enthusiasm.
Manager Liu coughed softly, "I've seen song's design, too. Miss Song has such talent when she is young. I really admire her."
With that, in Song Miao's puzzled eyes, his attitude changed and respectfully opened the door of the private room in front of him.
Song Miao, a little confused, walks into the private room. Hearing the sound of closing the door behind her, she turns her head to see that manager Liu doesn't come in at all.
"Sit down."
In front of a low voice came, like the last string of cello.
Song Miao turns around.
I didn't notice when I just came in. I just saw that Huo Tianqing was the only one sitting at the dining table in this private room.
He didn't wear a suit coat, his white shirt cuffs were slightly folded, and his tie was loosened by him. Compared with the suit and shoes he met in the elevator today, he seemed a little casual now. He held a cigarette in his left hand and ignited it with a lighter in his right hand. After a little spark, his cold face fainted in the curling smoke.
"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Song Miao originally thought that Huo would come to many people, and the answers to the questions he had been asked were filtered in his mind, but he didn't expect that Huo Tianqing was the only one.
She opened the chair opposite Huo Tianqing with a dry smile and sat down. Looking at the full table, she felt a little uneasy.
If there are more people, it's OK to face Huo Tianqing alone. I don't know how. I always feel an inexplicable pressure. Those eyes, like no one in front of him, can't escape.
"Mr. Huo, I'm song Miao, leader of group A of Chu's design department, and I'm also the main person in charge of Chu's Tianqing Water Bay project. This is the first draft of my project. Please have a look first."
After introducing himself, he pushed the first draft to Huo Tianqing.
She just let go, in front of the man suddenly looked up, a cigarette just stuffy in her face.
Song Miao was choked by the smoke and coughed. Facing his dark eyes like midnight, he returned to his chair awkwardly.
Huo Tianqing's line of sight light falls on that drawing, a pair of eyes son meaning is not clear, also don't know what is thinking. Then song Miao saw that he put the drawing aside.
"I heard that Miss Song is married?" He suddenly asked coldly. The cold chin line is slightly raised, and there is a trace of reserve all over.
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