But I specifically inquired about Mr. Song's character. He is not a man who likes beautiful women, so he should not have any requirements in that regard.
I calmed down and sat down on the sofa opposite him.
"Then may I ask why Mr. Song asked me to come here this time?"
Mr. Song looked me up and down.
His eyes were calm, as if he had seen a beautiful flower by the roadside and was about to lower his head to admire it.
That look didn't make me feel uncomfortable.
Of course it won’t be very comfortable.
Mr. Song took a sip of his wine and said, "I have another friend who wants to see you too. If you don't mind, we can wait for her for a while."
"Of course. While we're waiting, why don't we talk about the project?"
"No rush."
I tried my best to bring the topic back to work, but he always rejected it with just a few words.
I could only suppress my anxiety.
See what he is going to do.
"I heard that Mr. Song just returned from abroad. If he wants to visit any of the attractions here, we can act as his tour guide."
I said.
Mr. Song smiled and said, "That's not necessary. I grew up here and I know this city quite well."
Now that people have said so, I won’t continue to make myself miserable.
Then the box fell silent.
Just when I was about to ask him who that friend was, the door of the box was pushed open.
I looked up.
Saw Zhou Zhizi.
At that moment, many doubts flashed through my mind, and it seemed that all the doubts were answered.
Mr. Song saw Zhou Zhizi come in and stood up. "I told you I'd drive over to pick you up, but you refused and drove here alone. Was there a traffic jam?"
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