"I think the people over at Junxi are really nice. I don't know why the people in our studio are so scared to come here."
Zhang Qiao thought that it might be someone from the studio coming to confront Song Xingjin. This guy was really intimidating when he had no expression on his face.
However, she had gotten used to it and didn't find Song Xingjin difficult to get along with.
2.
It was not until March that the design plan was finalized. After that, they went to the construction site every day to monitor it. Song Xingjin would occasionally come to inspect and always brought afternoon tea.
The colleagues who originally said that Song Xingjin was terrible were won over by his afternoon tea.
Over time, everyone became familiar with each other. Even though Song Xingjin was still cold as ice, his colleagues were not afraid of him. Every time they saw Song Xingjin, they were very friendly to him.
After entering June, the weather gradually became hot. On this day, Song Xingjin went to the construction site to inspect again.
Several subordinates following behind him were holding iced milk tea and fruits.
Her assistant was the first to rush over and took the things from them attentively.
Song Xingjin would take time out every two days to come and inspect, and would stay for an entire afternoon.
Jiang Yining told her that He Chi and Song Xingjin had been in frequent contact recently, and when they were chatting, He Chi deliberately avoided her.
Zhang Qiao was not stupid either. Song Xingjin's actions were becoming more and more obvious. He didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.
Seeing Song Xingjin coming over, Zhang Qiao glanced at him, smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Song, good afternoon."
She asked, "Aren't you busy these days?"
Song Xingjin hummed, his dark eyes fixed on her, and said, "It's really not too busy, so I came to see the progress here and give some suggestions."
Special Assistant Yan behind him didn't dare to say a word.
Aren’t you busy?
Then what about the overtime he works every day with Mr. Song?
Is it part of their play?
A colleague mentioned that everyone was going to relax together tonight, and her assistant asked, "Assistant Yan, we're going to have fun tonight, do you want to join us?"
Special Assistant Yan wanted to refuse. He did want to go, but he had to go back to the company tonight and work like a slave, so he didn't have the time.
Before he could even open his mouth to refuse, his boss agreed immediately.
Hearing Song Xingjin's words, Zhang Qiao couldn't help but chuckle, "Do you know where we are going? That's a place you don't like."
Song Xingjin stood in front of her in a suit and tie, staring at her and said, "How do you know I don't like it? You can't make the decision for me."
Zhang Qiao curled her lips and said, "A bar, not a clean bar like Shiyou's."
Song Xingjin: “…”
He pursed his lips slightly and said with a stiff upper lip, "I like it too."
Special Assistant Yan looked at his boss with admiration. He wanted to say, "Boss Song, why don't we not force it?"
But after thinking about it, he would rather go to the bar with Mr. Song than go back to the company and be a slave.
The senior sister watched for a long time, and because Song Xingjin wanted to go to the bar with them to relax, she decided to go there early.
She quietly asked Zhang Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, what are you playing?"
Zhang Qiao shook her head. "I don't know either."
She jokingly said, "Maybe Song Xingjin's head was caught in the door."
As soon as the words fell, the two heard someone cough lightly behind them, and the voice sounded like Special Assistant Yan.
The senior sister pretended not to hear and ran away quickly, leaving Zhang Qiao alone and disheveled in the wind.
She turned around and saw a man with a dark face. She smiled ingratiatingly, "Mr. Song, you misunderstood. We just have the same name. I swear, I'm definitely not talking about you."
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