"What happened yesterday also happened for a reason. I saw it and it was a matter of perspective."
Gu Xingzhi was scolded by Jiang Mo yesterday, so he personally reviewed the surveillance footage again.
One of these two people was furious, and the other was hot-tempered. Both were blinded by appearances.
"Do you think the one from the Pei family can compare to me? Do you overestimate him or underestimate me?" Rong Luchi's tone was clear but extremely arrogant and domineering.
Gu Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and smiled as he patted his long legs.
"I'm sorry for being so presumptuous."
Gu Xingzhi apologized with a smile.
As he was speaking, his cell phone rang.
Gu Xingzhi picked up the phone: "Chu Yan, haven't you had lunch yet?"
"Getting ready to eat, are you with Chi?"
"Um, what's up?"
After Gu Xingzhi finished speaking, he looked up at the man opposite him.
He turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear, looking at the documents.
"Nothing, I just want to check on you. I'm worried that you've been busy and forgotten to eat, which is bad for your health."
"We'll go eat later, you eat first."
"Well, he's not busy in China lately, right? Is Chi still working overtime recently?" Chu Yan asked.
"He's the president, if he's not busy, who will be?"
Gu Xingzhi smiled faintly.
"Then I won't bother you anymore."
"Okay, we're going to eat too."
The two chatted briefly for a while.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Sen came up with a lunch box and set the dishes on the coffee table.
Chu Yan quickly sent a message while waiting for the elevator.
…
Song Wanwan had just finished dinner with Zhou Mianmian when the phone suddenly rang.
Zhou Mianmian was the first to go over and take a look.
"Could it be that your boss missed you right after finishing his meal?" Zhou Mianmian looked over.
"Sunny? Who is Sunny? A colleague of yours?"
"Sunny? A designer assistant at Rong Corporation."
"Are you going to answer it or not?" Zhou Mianmian originally thought it was Rong Luchi.
She was about to press the answer button, but she paused when she saw the name.
"Take it."
After Song Wanwan finished speaking, Zhou Mianmian picked up the phone and turned on the speakerphone.
As soon as I picked up the phone, Sunny's cheerful voice came from the other end: "Wanwan, why didn't you come to work today? There's no one to eat with me. I feel so pitiful."
That warm and familiar tone on the phone was accompanied by a hint of grievance.
The smile Song Wanwan had just had when chatting with Zhou Mianmian faded, and he returned to his usual cold and indifferent expression: "I'm taking two days off. I won't go back to work until two days later."
When Sunny heard this, she immediately asked, "Wanwan, what happened to you? Are you feeling unwell or something? Where is your home? I'll come see you after get off work."
"Some things at home are not convenient to talk about."
Song Wanwan said in a roundabout way.
Her home address, whether at Shiguang Company or Rongshi, was Mianmian's home address.
Her address was too eye-catching. A designer living in such a luxurious house would cause a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Oh, how are you now? Tomorrow is the weekend and I have some time." Sunny seemed determined to achieve her goal.
He didn't hear Song Wanwan's evasion at all.
"Wanwan, come and eat quickly, or the food will get cold!"
Zhou Mianmian sat aside and shouted at the top of her voice deliberately.
"Let's not talk about it for now. My little sister called me to eat."
"Oh, okay, you eat first." Sunny also heard the girl's voice.
So I didn't ask.
After Zhou Mianmian finished speaking, she walked forward and hung up the phone.
"Why is your colleague so gossipy?"
Song Wanwan pursed her lips. Indeed, Sunny's enthusiasm and gossip always carried a hint of innuendo.
"She's just a little girl. It's okay. I'm not stupid. I'll tell you whatever you ask me."
She still attaches great importance to her own privacy.
"Well, you take a rest first and I'll change the medicine later." Zhou Mianmian put the phone aside.
Song Wanwan just felt that the phone call was a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird about it.
In the afternoon, Song Wanwan changed the medicine and chatted with Zhou Mianmian in bed for the whole afternoon.
At half past five, Rong Luchi called via video.
He said he would come over after get off work and ask her what she wanted to eat and he would bring it to her.
When Zhou Mianmian heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mr. Rong, you're finally off work. Something happened in my studio and my brother can't handle it. I have to go over there right now!"
The person who was most excited about Rong Luchi’s call was Zhou Mianmian.
Before Song Wanwan could say a word, she saw her sisters hurriedly packing their things.
"Hey, why do you look so timid? Let's have dinner together later."
Zhou Mianmian immediately reached out to stop him like a heroine, "No, I'm still waiting for Young Master Rong's feast. I'm working on my strategy overnight. I want to eat at the most expensive one!"
Zhou Mianmian said as she packed her bag.
Her sister finally got together and she couldn't be a third wheel!
"Goodbye!" Zhou Mianmian packed up almost at the speed of light and immediately bowed to say goodbye.
Song Wanwan sat on the bed, looking at the hurriedly leaving figure with a blank look on his face.
"Hey, Mianmian!"
Song Wanwan wanted to call her.
But Zhou Mianmian disappeared in an instant as if the wind had sprung from her feet.
"Look, you scared my sister. She used to be your biggest fan."
Song Wanwan said somewhat unhappily while looking at his phone.
This man did it on purpose.
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