"If the bones are injured, it will be a serious problem."
Song Xingjin didn't care. He was confident in his strength and would not hurt any bones. "No need."
Since he said he didn't need it, it was useless for Zhang Qiao to persuade him.
"Then take care of yourself. I'm leaving first."
Before her hand touched her bag, she heard Song Xingjin speak slowly, "Zhang Qiao, I have a project here. I wonder if your studio is interested."
In the past, if someone talked to her about work during the Spring Festival, Zhang Qiao would definitely not bother to answer, but now she is Qi Ling's boss.
She urgently needed to make money, not only to pay back the money her parents gave her, but also to prove herself.
Seeing Zhang Qiao's eyes suddenly light up, Song Xingjin curled his lips slightly.
Use the tactic of self-torture, then cater to his preferences and find an opportunity to meet him.
It seems that He Chi does have some ability.
Zhang Qiao left in no hurry. She smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for supporting us, Qi Ling. Don't worry, we will definitely not let you down."
Song Xingjin said in a deep voice, "Don't call me by that name anymore, otherwise forget it. Also, it's best to just call me by my name."
What's so difficult about this? As long as she is given the project, Song Xingjin will be her client's father, and she can even call him "Dad".
When Song Xingjin took out the folder, Zhang Qiao received a strange phone call.
It shows a number from Lincheng.
She looked at her phone, hesitated, and said to Song Xingjin, "Can I take the call first?"
"Take your time, there's no rush."
Zhang Qiao was very surprised. When did Song Xingjin become so humane? He was completely different from the cold and ruthless person he was before the New Year.
She answered the phone, "Hello, who are you?"
The man said politely, "Hello, Miss Zhang. I'm Fang Cheng. Your uncle and my father are colleagues. I wonder when you have time? I'd like to treat you to a meal."
It turned out that he was the son of her uncle's leader. Although she was reluctant, she had already promised her parents to meet him.
"I'm free these few days. You decide. Just let me know when you've set a time."
Fang Cheng had no objection. "Okay, I'll contact you once I find a restaurant."
Song Xingjin heard their conversation clearly. His face darkened slightly as he asked, "Blind date?"
"Is it strange? Don't you do this often?"
Song Xingjin returned to his previous cold expression.
He pursed his lips slightly, as if to explain, but also as if to refute her words, "I have never been there once."
If you haven’t been there, you haven’t been there.
Zhang Qiao doesn't care about these things anymore.
She smiled and asked, "Let's get back to the topic. Is this still the Junxi New Hotel design?"
Song Xingjin pretended to put the folder he had just taken out back. "I guess you're busy with blind dates and don't have time to discuss the project with me. I'll look for another company."
Zhang Qiao quickly held his hand. "No, Mr. Song, I'm free. Seriously, I promise I'll have time to discuss the project with you."
"Aren't you going on a blind date?"
He then asked, "After the blind date, you still have to go on dates or something, right? Do you still have time to discuss the project with me?"
Zhang Qiao said honestly, "My uncle promised his boss that I could meet his son. It was hard to turn it down, so it was just a casual meal."
"I promise it will not affect my work."
Song Xingjin said "oh" thoughtfully, he lowered his head and his eyes fell on Zhang Qiao's slender white hands.
"I'm...I'm sorry."
Zhang Qiao quickly let go of her hand.
Song Xingjin folded his long legs and leaned back. He looked at Zhang Qiao and asked another question, "Why did you block me on your WeChat Moments?"
He actually found out. Zhang Qiao thought about it and finally found an excuse to get away with it.
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