Su Meng is really busy, her phone is on silent, she just came back from a business trip, she was delayed for a day, and she didn't go to the company, and now she is holding a video conference at home. At 11:16 in the evening, the meeting was finally over, pinching his neck with his right hand, shaking his head left and right, stretching his limbs, picking up his mobile phone and seeing Song Qingzhi's two text messages, he didn't reply, and directly added his WeChat, both of them are cheerful personalities, no need to be polite.

Ding ding, soon the phone rings WeChat through the friend's prompt tone. Song Qingzhi hadn't slept yet.

The avatar is a helmet, and there are few circles of friends. For the first time, Su Meng found that she would actually go to other people's circle of friends.

Song Qingzhi happened to get off the treadmill when he received Su Meng's request to add friends, thinking to himself that Su Meng really wouldn't waste time on what had happened.

Through the message of friends, I didn't expect that the WeChat avatar of the CEO of the dignified Hongsu Group turned out to be a character in a cartoon. Outsiders wouldn't believe it if they saw it.

The wound was treated simply, Song Qingzhi packed up the medicine box and put it on the coffee table, sat on the sofa next to him, and waited for Su Meng's answer.

The room was quiet and only heard the wind outside the house, Su Meng replied truthfully, "Investigate you because of my sister, she is your fan, and later because the original spokesperson of the group had a problem, the contract has been terminated, and I don't want to have a character problem with the spokesperson again, when the head of the department gave me your information, I decided to follow you secretly, I just got off the plane today, and the assistant called to tell me that you are in the club, and you know the rest of the matter." ”

Su Meng didn't tell him the real factor of tracking. He knew that experience, and Song Qingzhi didn't want to mention it again.

"So you're here because I'm a potential endorsement candidate for your group?"

Song Qingzhi knew that Su Meng didn't tell the truth, he had filmed and played countless roles over the years, and no one was better at attacking his heart than him.

Su Meng moved to sit down, picked up the cup on the table with his left hand and took a sip.

"Because I cherish my talents"

Anything can be hidden, but the eyes are not, Song Qingzhi stared at Su Meng, Su Meng gave Song Qingzhi back, and they didn't flinch from each other, there was no deception, there was no mutual calculation, there were inquiries, there were temptations.

"Letting you deal with the wound is to give us a chance to get to know each other and get to know each other, after all, the contract has been signed, we are not people who will take work as a joke, I believe in your ability, and I believe in your personality!"

Song Qingzhi liked Su Meng's honesty, he kept what he didn't say, and didn't want to ask, "Mr. Su, borrow your mobile phone"

After Su Meng's fingerprint was unlocked, he gave the phone to Song Qingzhi, took the mobile phone, opened the call page, 20 seconds later, Song Qingzhi's mobile phone rang, saved his number, and returned the mobile phone to Su Meng, "This is my mobile phone number, about work in the future, I hope Mr. Su will tell me about my dissatisfaction in time."

Su Meng didn't expect Song Qingzhi to be so direct, took the phone, there was still a vague temperature that belonged to him, and looked at the name just saved on the phone, a little in a trance.

After Song Qingzhi finished speaking, he walked towards the door, he had already contacted the agent just now, this will have arrived at the door, it is impossible for him to go out like this, otherwise it will become an attraction tomorrow.

Fingerprint opened the door, at the door Su Meng said a little apologetically, "Usually I am at home alone, no outsiders come", because there is only one pair of slippers, Song Qing took off the shoes without saying a word, and looked up at Su Meng, the meaning is very simple. I didn't mind going in like this, Su Meng changed her shoes and walked into the room.

The house is neoclassical style, the living room is very large, on the left is a homemade wine rack, equivalent to a small bar, which stores all kinds of wine, and the living room on the right is placed with 3 sets of double sofas, and a master sofa, the North American holly in the vase on the coffee table is obviously very long, the living room is divided into two, and the middle is an artistic transparent partition wall

Go further inside. Near the window on the right is a piano. There is a watercolor painting hanging on the piano wall, blue sky, seaside, boy, the style of painting is incompatible with the style of the whole living room, the afternoon sun just takes that small corner out of the whole house, like a fantasy, like a dream.

The house is noble, elegant, artistic, combined, in full correspondance to the identity of the owner of the house. Song Qingzhi seemed to have a better understanding of Su Meng in his heart, and suddenly a cat sprang out, startling Song Qingzhi, who was admiring the house. Su Meng smiled and shouted, "Nuts, come here, woo, are you hungry, didn't Su Guo come to feed you?"

Su Meng didn't change her clothes, she still wore a white shirt, her sleeves rolled up above her elbows, and there were dried blood stains on her right sleeve, which was particularly dazzling. Black suit pants, he is holding the cat, the smile is heartfelt, very clean, he is like a big boy, sunny, warm. Now he is very different from him in the clubhouse.

Song Qingzhi stood behind Su Meng, there was a feeling that the years were quiet, and the owner of the house realized that he had neglected the guests, put down the cat and turned to Song Qingzhi, let him sit, and go to get the medicine box by himself.

Fifteen minutes later, Su Meng came out with the medicine box, forgetting that he needed to be taken care of by others now, sitting on the sofa in the master's seat, Song Qingzhi stood up and walked to him, squatted down on one knee and opened the medicine box, Su Meng looked at Song Qingzhi's hairy head, and then to his neck, which had a silver-white chain.

The two were very close to each other when treating the wound. Close enough to smell each other's bodies, mint, and azure. There is also a boy's unique atmosphere.

The two of them are very strange to get along, they don't talk much, but the atmosphere is very good, there is no embarrassment, just like two old friends, the iodine wine rubbed the sting of the wound, so that Su Meng subconsciously retracted his hand, Song Qingzhi put down the cotton swab, lowered his head and gently blew the wind on the wound.

At this time, Su Meng's ears began to get hot, in his memory, he was so close to people or he was taking care of others, what was wrong, his heart was beating faster, he was also nervous, and he was traveling in space, when he heard Song Qingzhi's deep voice, "Why don't you go to the hospital, why do you want me to treat your wounds"

Song Qingzhi asked everything today in this way, he knew that Su Meng understood what he meant, Ming people don't say secret words, and confession is the starting point of getting along.

At the red light, Song Qingzhi took the photo in Su Meng's hand, which was the first of his new song, turned to Su Meng and shook the photo, "Mr. Su, do you have a pen?"

Su Meng took out a pen from the central control drawer and gave it to Song Qingzhi, Song Qingzhi quickly signed his name, and put his pen in the central control position along with the photo, "Where are we going." ”

Song Qing is using us, not you, or where are you going. Don't ask why, just ask today's magic.

We, to some extent, pull the two people very close, and it seems to be very far away, it should be accommodating, or it may be that he has good acting skills, maybe he is really like this, and suddenly felt that he underestimated Song Qingzhi before, an artist has experienced so much, and now the coffee position is not a glass heart, even if he doesn't appear today, Song Qingzhi may have a way to get out, thinking of skillfully cooperating with himself in the club, the signal to leave, and the whole thing is told the beginning and end, and the halfway contract, Song Qingzhi did not show the slightest rejection or rejection, as if he was ready for a sudden change in various roles。 Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Hidden Marriage Actor is a Little Sweet Claw Book House" for free for the first time.