22. Yuan Ming
After playing all morning, Ding Meng returned to the villa, sat on a small stool and happily teased Xiaoyu, and asked while teasing, "Can I take it back and raise it?"
Song Qingyuan was washing his hands, "Yes." ”
"But you don't have a bathtub. ”
"I'll have someone set one. ”
Ding Meng nodded, "But there are too many of these, otherwise let's release some of them, and I'll pick some good-looking ones to take away." ”
"If you like, you can take it all. ”
Ding Meng shook his head, "No, our water quality is definitely not as good as here, I'd better bring less, it's a pity to die when the noodles go back." ”
He smiled and wiped his hands, "I can have someone bring water." ”
She shook her head, "It's too troublesome, let's take some of it." ”
She picked out a few beautiful ones and put them in the transparent glass jar, and the rest were going to be released, and after a while, the waiter outside the door prepared all the lunches and brought them in turn.
Ding Meng hurriedly pointed to the bucket of fish, "By the way, help me take it out and release it." ”
The waiter nodded and took the small fish with him.
The rest of the waiter brought the prepared hot dishes to the table, and the room was filled with the aroma of Chinese food, and she was a little hungry and sat at the table waiting for the meal to begin.
Song Qingyuan handed her the wet wipes, "Wipe your hands and eat." ”
All the meals were placed on the table, the waiter withdrew, and the two of them had lunch quietly, I heard that all the meals here were made of organic vegetables, Ding Meng didn't eat anything different, maybe those rich people are pursuing the original ecology.
After a perfect meal, she went up to the second floor and slept a lot, and when she woke up in the afternoon, the sun had set, she rubbed her eyes and found that Song Qingyuan was reading a book in front of the window.
She sat up, the big bed covered with silk quilts, "I slept all afternoon?"
He looked up, "Two and a half hours." ”
"So long?"
Ding Meng got up, "You didn't sleep?"
Song Qingyuan got up, "I'm checking some information, some work in the company has not been completed, and I was busy for a while while you were sleeping." ”
He put the book on the table, "I'll go to the private room of the restaurant later, and I'll take you to meet my old classmate." ”
Ding Meng propped his chin: "Do you old classmate have a request for you? Otherwise, why are you looking forward to you coming here?" ”
"Well, it should be for this 'urban rectification and construction'. He sat on the edge of the bed, "These projects have always been controlled by Qingdao Construction Group, and it is difficult for outside companies to enter. ”
"So, can you help him?"
"Because of the qualifications of national-level architects, there are currently less than 2,000 people in the country, and more than half of the 2,000 people are external staff hired by Qingdao Construction Group. ”
Ding Meng raised his eyebrows: "When did you become a national architect?" ”
"I took the test when you left me. ”
She almost choked herself to death with a mouthful of saliva, and she really couldn't deal with men.
"It's an old classmate, and he contacted you just so you could help him?"
Song Qingyuan smiled, "It's not all, it's because of a gambling contract." ”
"Bet?"
"The two of us are notoriously single dogs in the department, and our classmates made us a bet to see who would find a girlfriend first. ”
Ding Meng was stunned, "I said that you were so kind to bring me to play, it turned out to be for your bet." ”
"It's also a coincidence, I thought he had found a girlfriend, I heard that when he was studying abroad, he fell in love with a girl, but then I don't know why it didn't happen. ”
Ding Meng raised his eyebrows: "You justifiably brought me to stimulate him, right?"
Song Qingyuan smiled: "Avenge the ridicule of the year." ”
She shook her head, "It's terrible for a man to hold a grudge. ”
"So don't offend me, I'll remember it for the rest of my life. ”
She got up and changed into a set of clothes, "We're out for a walk, and we haven't visited everywhere yet." ”
He looked at his watch, "It's okay, we have dinner in two hours, let's take a turn and see if there's anything interesting here." ”
The two of them packed up and went downstairs, and downstairs Wang Ming was waiting here.
"Mr. Song, our boss has come back and is about to pick you up, I saw that you were resting, so I didn't dare to disturb you. ”
Ding Meng was stunned for a moment, and the plan for this walk was in vain again.
The two of them got into the car, watched the scenery flash outside the car window, and their mood slowly sank with the sunset.
At the door of the private room of the restaurant, Ding Meng got out of the car and stretched, looking at the building of the restaurant a little familiar, I can't say where it is familiar, I just feel as if I have seen it before.
Wang Ming said, "The boss is already in the private room on the second floor, and the waiter will take the two of them in." ”
Song Qingyuan took her hand, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just familiar. ”
"Is there such a building abroad?"
The restaurant has a unique shape, like an eggshell buckled to the ground.
Ding Meng smiled, "Maybe I've seen it somewhere, I don't remember." ”
The two of them entered the restaurant, and the lobby of the restaurant was spacious and luxurious, and there was no indication that it was a simple restaurant.
At the door of the private room on the second floor, the waiter opened the door, and followed Song Qingyuan into the private room on the ground.
The private room is large, the crystal chandelier is very bright, and a man in a straight suit with gold-rimmed glasses is flipping through the menu in front of a large round table.
Seeing them come in, he got up with a smile and walked around the round table to the door to hug Song Qingyuan.
The etiquette between men and men, more warm than shaking hands, is hugging.
Ding Meng didn't care, but at that glance, the moment he saw the man who was hugging Song Qingyuan and was face to face with him, he froze instantly.
Yuan Ming also froze in place, holding Song Qingyuan's shoulders and obviously frozen.
Ding Meng read it right, this is Yuan Ming, that's right.
She subconsciously stepped back, Yuan Ming let go of Song Qingyuan, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "This is the girlfriend you told me?"
He didn't even glance at Song Qingyuan.
Song Qingyuan smiled and pulled Ding Meng to his side, "My girlfriend in college." ”
"Five or six years of talking?"
"Almost. ”
Song Qingyuan had a smile in the corner of his eyes, and he didn't see a little more complicated in Ding Meng's eyes at all.
Yuan Ming put away his embarrassment without leaving a trace, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Yuan Ming." ”
Just like the first time they met in the United States, he also stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Yuan Ming." ”
In that year, she and Yuan Ming were inseparable, indistinguishable from each other, and envied others.
It's a pity that their time was only one year, and a year later, she disappeared again.
Ding Meng smiled bitterly to himself, the road is narrow, this is really a calf.
sat beside Song Qingyuan, the table was very large, and Yuan Ming asked the waiter to serve the meal quickly.
This meal was definitely the hardest meal Ding Meng had ever eaten in his life.
Song Qingyuan and Yuan Ming chatted enthusiastically, not paying much attention to the expression on Ding Meng's face, only talking about their time in college.
After a meal, it was tasteless, and Ding Meng, who just wanted to leave early, didn't say anything, even if Yuan Ming asked, she was perfunctory.