When Song Zhichao saw Fu Qingqing again, Fu Qingqing was dining.

As a four-star hotel, the VIPs living in this kind of small villa are all with food delivery services, especially Hong Kong "VIPs" like Fu Qingqing, whose conditions are met by the hotel, not only to help her make a delicious meal, but also to deliver it on time, and with coffee and black tea.

At this time, elegant piano music was playing in the villa, but it was the very flavorful "God-given Grace".

The bright and clean dining room, with a refreshing color of white mixed with green, a Western-style fireplace, and biblical murals, gives people a sense of peace and warmth.

The restaurant in the villa is not big, but because Fu Qingqing eats alone, the small restaurant seems a little deserted.

Song Zhichao walked into the restaurant with a briefcase, and saw Fu Qingqing eating a sandwich at a glance, and then looked at the breakfast on the table, which was full of food, but it was basically Western food, either omelette, bacon, or French bread.

Song Zhichao greeted Fu Qingqing very gentlemanly: "Miss Fu, hello!"

Fu Qingqing glanced at him coldly, and then ignored the knife and fork to cut the sandwich omelette, all as if he were transparent.

Song Zhichao didn't feel embarrassed, he found a seat and sat down, put down the briefcase he was carrying, and then smiled at Fu Qingqing: "Miss Fu, eat." ”

This time, Fu Qingqing didn't even look at him.

Song Zhichao smiled to himself, and just as he wanted to speak and ease the atmosphere, his stomach screamed.

Song Zhichao then remembered that he hadn't eaten anything since last night, so it was strange that he wasn't hungry.

"Miss Fu, I don't know how many people you are eating?" Song Zhichao glanced at the food on the table, the table was full, and it was enough for three people to eat.

Fu Qingqing raised his head at this time, "Do you want to eat?"

"Hehe, if you're kind to invite......"

"Well, I don't want to invite you; Fu glanced at Song Zhichao with contempt.

"Is it a meal for one person?hehe, it looks like Miss Fu's appetite is quite large!" Song Zhichao smiled, "It's a blessing to be able to eat--- our family also eats so much, but once I almost died!"

"Ahem, ahem!" Fu Qing's phoenix eyes glared.

Song Zhichao pretended not to see anything, and when he saw coffee and black tea next to him, he said that he didn't have anything to eat, so he picked up the teacup......

Then---

"What are you doing?"

"Drink some tea. ”

"I'm sorry, but this tea is also for one person. Fu Qingli smiled lightly and said with a smile.

Song Zhichao shrugged apologetically, and then went to get the coffee pot.

"I'm sorry, but this coffee is also for one person. Fu Qingqing continued to stop him.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but say, "Coffee and tea, you want them all?"

"I like to drink coffee first and then tea, you don't care!" Fu Qingqing threw Song Zhichao a roll of his eyes.

Song Zhichao was about to roll his eyes, "OK, I don't eat your things, I don't drink either--- this napkin is not for one person, right?"

After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he took out a stack of napkins.

Before Fu Qingqing could figure out what he was going to do, he saw Song Zhichao Song Zhichao began to sneeze in front of her, sneezed, and then began to wipe his nose, "I'm sorry, last night, a crazy woman kicked me off, and I caught a cold---!!"

Song Zhichao deliberately sneezed at Fu Qingqing's dining table.

Fu Qingqing is going crazy, she is a daughter, and the servants are all quiet when she usually eats, and she doesn't even dare to say a word, not to mention that Song Zhichao sneezes and wipes his nose in front of his own food.

It's disgusting!

Fu Qingqing couldn't eat anymore, and directly threw the knife and fork aside.

Song Zhichao also pretended to be confused and said: "I'm sorry, Miss Fu, I didn't bother you even if you were eating, did I? I feel like it's good to sneeze a few more times, you don't have to worry about me!"

Fu Qingqing finally understood that in terms of thick skin, he couldn't compare to Song Zhichao.

"No, I'm full. Fu Qingqing picked up a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, and his beautiful eyes glared at Song Zhichao viciously, "Do you know, you are a very annoying person!"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, sat down again and said, "Thank you Miss Fu for being so straightforward." The great writer Leo Tolstoy once said that when a person hates others, she often can't see the bugs crawling on her body, and the name of that bug is called 'nasty bugs'. ”

"You're talking about it?"

"Oh, I'm talking about Leo Tolstoy. ”

Looking at Song Zhichao's serious appearance, Fu Qingqing clenched his pink fists, clenched his teeth, and had an urge to flatten people.

"Okay, I'm not going to argue with you anymore, you should understand that I asked you to come over for a reason. ”

"If you don't say, how do I know? Song Zhichao said in his mouth, but he had already begun to take out the transfer contracts from last night's briefcase.

"You're moving too fast, I haven't said I'm going to sign yet. ”

"Oh, I'm just taking it out and waiting for you to sign it. Song Zhichao showed a smile at Fu Qingqing, spread out the contract, and took out a hero brand fountain pen, unscrewed the pen, and then placed it neatly on the document, put his hands together, and sat upright staring at Fu Qingqing.

Fu Qingqing tried to calm down his emotions, gritted his teeth and said to Song Zhichao: "The victory is not scored, I am still waiting for a phone call." ”

"I know, you're waiting for that call from Chen Biao. ”

"It's good if you know! Don't think that I will believe you if you say so much last night, if you don't call, I won't sign a contract!" Fu Qingqing proudly folded his arms, his phoenix eyes were cold.

Song Zhichao just wanted to speak, but at this time, Master Su ran in anxiously, holding the big brother's phone in his hand and said to Fu Qingqing: "Miss, Ah Biao called!"

Fu Qingqing said calmly: "Don't be in such a hurry, take your time!

Ah Biao said he was at the police station. ”

Fu Qingqing smiled and smiled proudly.

She hugged her shoulders, raised her chin, and demonstrated to Song Zhichao: "Hear, Ah Biao has arrived at the police station, and soon, he will bail Diao Jiahua out." Song Zhichao, do you still have a trick?"

Song Zhichao opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Fu Qingqing said again: "Don't think I don't know, you are the person Mark's found, I think you have a lot of ability, but I didn't expect that you are capable of this! You know, I hate you very much! I hate your dress, I hate your hairstyle, I hate the tone you speak! You are a mainland boy, you dare to fight with me, who gave you so much courage?"

Next to him, Master Su was anxious: "Miss, yes, I mean ......"

"You don't have to say, I know it all. Fu Qingqing planned Master Su's words, "Ah Biao has made a great contribution this time, and I will reward him well when I come back." As for you, although you have done a lot of wrong things before, but now I give you a chance to make up for it, go, invite this Mr. Song out for me, I don't want to see him again!

Master Su tried to catch his breath, but he couldn't hold back any longer, "Well, yes, eldest miss! Ah Biao, he was at the police station, but he didn't go to bail Diao Jiahua, he was arrested!"

Fu Qingqing's face suddenly became very strange, the triumphant just now was still between his cheeks and his eyes, and the surprise that suddenly came slowly expanded, and the embarrassment of being humiliated slowly spread, and finally turned into a coquettish voice, and yelled at Master Su: "What the hell are you doing?" Can you finish the words at once!"

Master Su was so frightened that he trembled, like a mouse that had bumped into a cat, bowed his head, and apologized again and again: "Yes, Miss! Yes, Miss!"

"He also made an unintentional mistake!" Song Zhichao kindly stood up to play a round, pulled Master Su aside, and then said very sincerely: "Miss Fu, don't be angry anymore." Why don't you sign this contract first?"

"I'll sign you a big-headed ghost!" Fu Qingqing couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the egg yolk sandwich on the plate and threw it at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao shrewdly dodged, dodged to the side, and the omelette on the sandwich hit Master Su's head directly.

Master Su raised his eyes to look at the top of his head in a daze, and the egg yolk flowed.