In the evening, the lights are lit up and the lights are flickering.

Zhonghai City, Aijia Real Estate Sales Department---

The coat was on the back of the chair, and Song Zhichao, who was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, sat at the leisure table and chair with his legs crossed---

"Yes, this is it, you can sign it here. As a real estate salesman, Nie Ling took the housing contract that had been handled and pointed it out to Song Zhichao and asked him to sign it at the signature office.

Today, Nie Ling is dressed almost the same as before, wearing a professional suit, the suit is naturally open, showing a snow-white shirt, lake blue tight trousers, setting off the slender legs, both sprinkled and beautiful, standard melon seed face, smart almond eyes, that steady and dignified temperament, but very kind of perseverance that only a salesman has.

Song Zhichao looked down at the information in hand, and couldn't help it, the information together weighed a pound.

In this era, the procedures for buying a house are much more difficult than in the future, mainly because there are not as many buyers as in the future, and real estate is not as hot as in the future, so the relevant authorities and relevant departments that handle the procedures are relatively slack.

I have to say that Nie Ling is a very responsible salesperson, at least in Song Zhichao's opinion, Nie Ling is "heartbroken" about the nine houses she bought.

The nine houses are distributed in different parts of Zhonghai, and each house needs to go through different procedures, this one needs to go to the police station, this one needs to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and this one needs to go to the Housing Authority...... In this big summer, Nie Ling really broke her leg.

Song Zhichao took the signature pen and wrote his name in the confirmation place in the last column, Nie Ling used her hand to pull the slightly messy left hair behind her ear--- her cheeks were unusually ruddy, probably because she was relaxed when she got things done, and her bright eyes became extremely joyful.

Looking at her, Song Zhichao couldn't help but say, "It's hard work, or I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Nie Ling shook her head and smiled, and said, "No need, this is what I should do." ”

Song Zhichao felt that her smile was very moving, her two thin lips were smiling, her long eyes were smiling, and the two dimples on her cheeks were also laughing.

"I still want to thank you, to be honest, I'm tired of living in those hotels, and if I don't change houses, the smell of air freshener alone will make me unbearable. After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he reached out and gently rubbed his nose--- his nose had allergic rhinitis, and he couldn't stand some special smells.

Nie Ling took the contract signed by Song Zhichao and looked at it, and said, "Don't worry, as long as these materials are sent over, you can immediately move to the place you like." ”

After speaking, he greeted the fat supervisor who was cleaning not far away, "Pour a cup of tea for Mr. Song first." ”

The fat supervisor recently "made meritorious contributions" in the sales department, in addition to cleaning the toilet, he also took into account the ground hygiene of some sales departments, not to mention, he really has the talent to do "cleaning", during this time the sales department was cleaned by him, his fingers slipped on the ground, not even a star of dust, even if Xiong Yaohua is such a strict person, he can't find a problem, many people say that the fat supervisor will soon "return to the original position"--- Of course, although he is still in charge, but now Nie Ling is pressing him, Xiong Yaohua has already given an order, and after Nie Ling helps Song Zhichao complete the sales procedures, he will be transferred to the head office as a manager.

The fat supervisor acted quickly, and soon came over with a hot teacup in both hands, approached Song Zhichao, and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Song, please use tea." ”

Song Zhichao said: "Thank you." "Take the teacup.

The fat supervisor didn't leave, but glanced at the back of Nie Ling, who was copying documents, and said to Song Zhichao in a new sentence: "Manager Nie is a very beautiful girl, smart, practical and capable......"

"What the hell do you want to say?" Song Zhichao said impatiently.

"Ahem, I want to recommend you a newly opened restaurant, which is near the sales department, the dishes are good, the environment is good, and the name is good...... What's it called, oh yes, it's called Haitian Hotel. The fat director stammered.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was silent, the fat supervisor was afraid that he would not understand, so he said again: "That hotel is mainly high-grade and quiet enough." ”

Song Zhichao casually responded: "Got it." He looked down at his phone and stopped paying attention to the fat man.

The fat supervisor was bored with himself, so he could only leave in a huff.

Seeing the fat man leaving, Song Zhichao dialed the phone, but it was his personal driver.

It turned out that Song Zhichao was busy during this time, and there were many wine parties, so Ericsson Group assigned him a special driver to be responsible for pick-up.

Song Zhichao called the driver and said that he was going to walk to the nearby Zhonghai Hotel for dinner, and asked him to wait nearby.

Hung up the phone, just as Nie Ling came back from copying the information, Song Zhichao got up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and said, "Okay, let's go!"

"Why are you going?"

"Eat!" Song Zhichao said to Nie Ling with a smile, "You are Adong's sister, I can't starve you!"

Nie Ling wanted to refuse, but was grabbed by Song Zhichao and said, "Don't refuse, it's just a meal, let's go!"

Helpless, Nie Ling had no choice but to put down the work at hand, did not change her uniforms, and followed Song Zhi directly to the door.

Out of the sales department, look up, sure enough, there is a newly opened big hotel not far in front, the door is brilliantly lit, it looks very magnificent.

"Let's go there," Song Zhichao pointed haughtily and said, "I'll treat you to a big meal." ”

Nie Ling nodded, but there was a hint of shyness on her face, but fortunately, the night was hazy, which covered her squirming.

......

The entrance of Haitian Hotel---

As a newly opened hotel, the business is quite prosperous, especially the positioning of this hotel is very high, so it is a place where many wealthy people in Zhonghai like to come, where they can have dinner and set up a wide range.

Song Zhichao and Nie Ling came to the door while talking, at this time a taxi stopped at the door of the hotel, and a man in a flower shirt got out of the car, with very fashionable curly hair, and he was also wearing the bells and whistles of Hong Kong stars, and there was a girl next to him.

The flower shirt paid for the car, with a cigarette in his mouth, and took the girl past Song Zhichao and them, suddenly, the flower shirt fell back, looked at Nie Ling with his eyes, went to the cigarette in his mouth, and said in his mouth: "Are you ...... I forgot what it was called, and I forgot how it came to my lips. Knocking on the door of his head with his hand, "Oh yes, your name is Nie Ling, isn't it?"

Nie Ling: "......" felt that the other party was a little familiar.

Song Zhichao smiled and asked, "Your friend?"

Before Nie Ling could speak, the man in the flower shirt said, "I'm your classmate, Li Dazhi." ”

Nie Ling remembered that when she was in college, she had such a classmate, who liked to skip classes, had a flowery mouth, loved to hook up with girls, and was the living treasure of the class.

"I knew it was you --- Nie Ling, you haven't changed after so many years, and you're as beautiful as before. Li Dazhi clicked twice in his mouth, and his eyes were a little trance. There's no way, who made Nie Ling look really good-looking.

The girl next to her was a little unhappy, so she tightened Li Dazhi's arm like a declaration of sovereignty, and said with a cold snort: "What are you doing standing here, we can't get in?"

"Yes, yes, get in quickly. Li Dazhi said, and suddenly he said to Nie Ling happily: "Why don't you go over too, tonight is our old classmates' reunion, I didn't expect to meet here." ”

Nie Ling was stunned when she heard that it was a "class reunion", when she was in college because of her serious studies, she basically didn't make many friends, even if she didn't know a few classmates, it was inevitable that she would be embarrassed in the past.

Li Dazhi saw that Nie Ling was silent, so he continued to giggle and said: "Don't be embarrassed, Zhang Hongyang has a treat tonight--- you know Zhang Hongyang, I pursued you at school at the beginning, and now he is amazing, he is the general manager of a company, but he is rich!"

As soon as Nie Ling heard this, she politely refused, "I still won't go, many people are not familiar with it." ”

"What do you mean by not being familiar, I don't like to hear what you say, if you don't go, I'll let Zhang Hongyang find you later--- this is your friend, go together, anyway, Zhang Hongyang's kid is not bad for money, and one more person is also lively!" Li Dazhi belongs to people who love to be lively and don't think too much, and he directly pulled Song Zhichao on.

Nie Ling saw that she couldn't refuse, so she glanced at Song Zhichao with some embarrassment, meaning what to do.

Song Zhichao said lightly: "Since it's your old classmates' reunion, let's go." ”

Seeing that Song Zhichao was willing to accompany him over, Nie Ling seemed to have a backbone in her heart.