Having not eaten for so long, her stomach had become very small, and she could only eat the softest, lightest liquid food. After slowly drinking half a bowl of porridge, Song Fei finally came back to life.
After leaving the breakfast shop, she walked into an illegal Internet cafe.
Song Fei opened the browser on the computer and was silent for a moment before placing her hands on the keyboard. Having not moved for so many years, her fingers felt a little unfamiliar when they touched the keyboard. But soon, her knuckles became light and sensitive again.
She typed a sentence while browsing the web page -
How to use WeChat and Alipay?
After spending a few minutes figuring out what Alipay and WeChat were, Song Fei didn't bother to learn more. She stayed in the internet cafe for over an hour, looking up some information, before leaving.
After returning home, Song Fei found a piece of white A4 paper and wrote down names one after another on it with a pen.
Mu Mian, Mu Qiu, Du Tingting, Song Ci, Han Zhan, the doctor, Cheng Yanmo, Cheng Ziang, the organ broker...
Song Fei wrote a lot of things on the paper, figured out the whole story, and planned a bold and crazy plan in her mind.
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Han Zhan is going to Shenyang on this business trip.
Song Ci flew with him. She had been recuperating for a while due to a car accident and returned to work today, still sitting in the observer's seat.
Having not seen Song Ci for a long time, Song Shiqing asked her with a smile: "Miss Song..." Thinking that Song Ci had married Han Zhan, Song Shiqing changed the subject: "Madam, are your injuries healed?"
Song Ci blushed and said, "Call me Song Ci, not Madam." They were colleagues, and being called Madam made their relationship seem awkward.
Song Shiqing nodded and agreed readily. "Okay, Song Ci."
Song Ci then answered Song Shiqing's previous question, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Song. My injuries have healed. Last time, thanks to Brother Xiong and Brother Song for coming in time to save me in the car accident. I haven't thanked you properly yet. When we get to Shenyang, I'll treat you to dinner."
Song Ci later heard from Li Li that on the day she had the car accident, Xiong Jian was worried about her condition and called her before flying. Only then did he know that she was injured in the accident.
Song Shiqing waved his hand, "Why are you being so polite?"
Xiong Jian suddenly turned his head, stared at Song Ci, and sternly warned her: "When you drive in the future, don't just look ahead. You must also pay attention to the left, right, and rear. Just because you drive civilized doesn't mean others should drive civilized as well. You only have one life, so you must cherish it. This incident is just a lesson learned."
Xiong Jian and the others didn't know that there was something fishy about Song Ci's car accident, and they said this really for her own good.
Song Ci felt a little warm in her heart, and she smiled sweetly at Xiong Jian, "Okay, I'll remember that."
Attracted by Song Ci's sweetness, Xiong Jian coughed unnaturally, turned around and said to Song Shiqing: "Prepare for takeoff."
The plane took off quickly. As the plane took off, Song Ci leaned against the seat behind her. She opened her eyes and looked at the rising sun in front of her. Her soft bones finally became strong.
It was not yet noon when we arrived in Shenyang.
Song Ci and Han Zhan left together. In the car, Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "How do you feel about returning to work today?"
"Not bad, no discomfort."
"That's good."
The Jetta International Hotel also has a branch in Shenyang, and the group stayed there. Song Ci and Han Zhan stayed in the presidential suite and had lunch in the hotel cafeteria. After lunch, Song Ci went to sleep, while Han Zhan and several colleagues went to meet with representatives from the Shenfei Group.
The Zeus-1 is an ultra-high-tech product, with over six million components. Zeus Aerospace demands high precision from every part. The company outsources the production of Zeus-1 components to hundreds of manufacturers worldwide. Han Zhan's trip to Shenyang was to investigate the manufacturing capabilities of the local aircraft manufacturing plants and the character of their partners.
When Han Zhan collaborates with others, he values only two things: technology and the company's image. If the technology is good but the company's image is poor, then it is unqualified.
The people who were responsible for meeting Han Zhan were two men and one woman. The woman was in her early thirties, with a decent appearance and graceful manners. She was the deputy general manager of Shenfei Group, named Liu Yun. Liu Yun took Han Zhan to the factory, and Han Zhan spent the entire afternoon there.
In the evening, Liu Yun arranged a dinner for Han Zhan and the others. During the dinner, she hinted at Han Zhan's thoughts and confirmed that he was not interested in the glamorous world of foot massage parlors. Then she personally sent Han Zhan back to the hotel.
When they arrived downstairs at the hotel, Liu Yun stopped the car and saw Han Zhan lowering his head to send a text message. She chuckled and reminded Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, we are already at the hotel. I see you are a little drunk. Can I take you upstairs?" At some point, Liu Yun's suit jacket was unbuttoned, and the tight-fitting base shirt outlined her sexy and well-proportioned figure.
Han Zhan looked up and accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene. He quickly looked away, as if he had seen nothing.
Han Zhan said politely but indifferently, "Manager Liu must be very tired after personally sending me back. The hotel staff are very good and will take me back to my room. There's no need to bother Manager Liu with any more running around."
"Thank you, Manager Liu, for your explanation today. It's getting late, so you should go home and rest early." After saying that, Han Zhan opened the car door, bent down and got out of the car, and strode into the hotel without looking back.
Liu Yun stared at Han Zhan's tall and heroic back with a deep look in her eyes.
Was Han Zhan truly calm enough to resist temptation, or was he just being cunning and trying to both accept and reject it? Liu Yun could tell clearly. He truly wasn't interested in the idea of sex.
No one wants to trade their body for business. After escaping the danger, Liu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
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Song Ci lived alone in the President Hotel and enjoyed herself to the fullest. She took a bath and had a full body spa. When Han Zhan came back, Song Ci was lying on the king-size bed watching a movie.
Han Zhan glanced at the movie screen and found that Song Ci was watching a niche German movie. "What movie is this?" Han Zhan understood German, but he didn't know much about German movies.
"Heidi and Grandpa." Song Ci patted the empty seat next to her and motioned for Han Zhan to sit over. Han Zhan walked over and sat next to her. He smelled her delicate fragrance and asked her, "What shower gel do you use?"
"I had a spa this afternoon with vetiver-scented essential oil. Does it smell good?" Song Ci pulled the clothes off her shoulders, revealing her fair, round shoulders. "Look, hasn't your skin become smoother?"
Han Zhan smiled, "How can it be so magical?"
Song Ci curled her lips, "That young lady said I was glowing white."
Han Zhan suddenly thought of the sales girl who had tricked him into drinking health tea. "Don't believe their lies, they're all lies."
Song Ci hummed. She smelled something and suddenly leaned closer to Han Zhan. She nuzzled Han Zhan's shoulder and suddenly said, "Perfume. A woman's."
Han Zhan laughed dumbly, "Are you born in the year of the dog?"
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