"I got it. Go to the company right away!" Gong Yichen looks at the contract handed over by the Secretary and the dialed phone number on the mobile phone. Gong Yichen still reluctantly takes over the contract in the hand of the secretary. But after thinking about it, Gong Yichen still sent a wechat to song Jiayin.

Gong Yichen angrily looks at the contract, but his mind shows that song Jiayin doesn't answer her phone, and there's no news. He finally chooses to focus on his work.

"Button button..." had some irritable Palace also Chen was a sudden knock on the door made more irritable.

He tried to suppress his anger and said angrily to the door, "come in."

With a click, the door opened. Gong Yichen glanced out of the door and saw Jing Junling.

"Also Chen..." Jing Junling came in with a smile. Gong Yichen didn't pay attention to Jing Junling, but now he saw that it was Jing Junling. He was a little more annoyed and a little less expected.

Gong Yichen pretends to look at the document wholeheartedly, but his eyes aim at whether the mobile phone lights up from time to time.

After Jing Junling went in, Gong Yichen paid no attention to her except to open the door and take a look at her. Jing Junling was frustrated, but she soon recovered her enthusiasm for Gong Yichen.

Jing Junling went to Gong Yichen and sat down directly. Gong Yichen saw that the light in front of her was less than half, and frowned slightly at Jing Junling.

Jing Junling saw Gong Yichen stop looking at the information in her hand and could not wait to open the bag. She said excitedly: "Yichen, I've brought you a surprise this time. You'll like it..."

Jing Junling can't help but raise her mouth. Gong Yichen just looks at her calmly, but when he sees Jing Junling pick up a document, Gong Yichen stands up angrily, "Jing Junling, what are you doing?"

Gong Yichen's tone is really not good at the moment, which startles Jing Junling who was originally excited. Jing Junling looked at the displeased Digong Yichen and looked at the documents in her hand. She wondered if Gong Yichen was thinking too much. She looked surprised.

"Yechen, are you mistaken?" Jing Junling hands the document to Gong Yichen, and then tilts her legs to show Gong Yichen to sit down.

Gong Yichen glares at Jing Junling and takes another look at the document Jing Junling handed to him. After thinking about it, let's see what tricks Jing Junling is playing before making a decision.

Jing Junling looks at Gong Yichen who has recovered her composure. After sitting down, she feels a trace of joy in her heart, and she is secretly smiling.

Instead of looking at the document immediately, Gong Yichen looked at Jing Junling warily: "say --"

"Ah... Still so cold..." Jing Junling murmured in a low voice, but she didn't want to lose any chance to talk with Gong Yichen. She immediately explained what she had done.

"Yechen, I know something happened in the company these days. I thought, see if I can help..." Jing Junling stopped for a while, trying to let Gong Yichen know that he was well intentioned and pretended to be very weak.

Gong Yichen didn't want to continue watching Jing Junling's performance. He turned his head to one side and asked coldly, "and then?"

Jing Junling has some embarrassment. She wants to show Gong Yichen what she looks like. Gong Yichen doesn't want to see it at all.

Jing Junling stretched out her hand and stroked the broken hair of her earlobe. She looked coy and said in a low voice: "so, I just want to see if I can help myself..."

"Well?" Gong Yichen frowned slightly. He didn't understand what jingjunling was buying.

Gong Yichen picked up the document in front of him and looked at it. It was all about cooperation. Gong Yichen closed the document and raised his hand. He looked helpless: "is this how you help me?"

"Yes! Yechen, this cooperation is certainly beneficial and harmless to you, so you won't lose anything in signing this contract! " Jing Junling suddenly got excited. She stood up and put her hands on the table. Her voice was a little louder.

Song Jiayin and Xu Rufeng play very well. At this moment, song Jiayin is exhausted.

"No way. I'm so tired Song Jiayin sits on the bench beside the road, and Xu Rufeng also sits beside song Jiayin. Although Xu Rufeng is very tired at the moment, he still has energy as a boy.

Xu Rufeng pokes her head and smiles at Song Jiayin, who is sitting with a pair of loveless children. She smiles and leans back: "that won't work, but I can still play for a long time."

Song Jiayin suddenly sat up straight and looked at Xu Rufeng unconvinced. But after a while, her whole body became weak again.

Song Jiayin looks at Xu Rufeng with a sad face.

Xu Rufeng teases song Jiayin, but after a while he still suggests: "it's too late. Shall we have a meal to increase our strength? Is that all right? "

"Eat, good." As soon as song Jiayin talked about eating, she really felt hungry. "It seems that it's not too early. You can have a meal too..."

Song Jiayin looked at the position of the sun, thinking to pick up the mobile phone to see the time, did not expect to see the mobile phone text message at this moment.

"Not good -" looking at the missed calls from her mobile phone, song Jiayin's whole body bounced up. She looked at the screen of her mobile phone with some fear, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Xu Rufeng was startled by song Jiayin's sudden action. Before she could react, song Jiayin hurriedly packed up her things and prepared to leave.

"That, I'm sorry, I won't go to dinner. I have to go first for something..." Song Jiayin wanted to leave in a hurry, but was held by Xu Rufeng: "what's the matter in such a hurry..."

"I'm sorry. I have to go now. " Song Jiayin pulls away Xu Rufeng and holds her hand. She looks flustered and thinks of leaving in a hurry.

"Wait a minute - shall I see you off?" Xu Rufeng reaches for song Jiayin and looks forward to it.

Song Jiayin, with a worried look on her face, threw away Xu Rufeng's hand and left in a hurry.

"Good news --" Xu Rufeng looks at Song Jiayin, who is far away. He looks sentimentally attached and has some loss.