The elevator went to the floor of Li Xin's suite.

Song Qingge walked behind Li Xin and passed by Gu Fengcheng.

She had already walked out of the elevator, but her hand was pulled without warning, at that moment, she seemed to smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked back at him, he was standing in the elevator, his face was still very cold, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Your mobile phone." ”

She was slightly stunned and took it, "Thank you," this mobile phone is the plus he paid her.

At that moment, she saw the depth in his eyes and wanted to ask him how his body was, but before he could speak, the elevator door had closed.

He still looks a little decadent, obviously his body hasn't recovered yet, why was he discharged from the hospital?

Wait a minute...... When did she drop her phone?

She was still on her left hand side during the meal, and she answered the phone. It is possible that she accidentally fell off her foot when she left after eating. Song Qingge's heart was pounding, could it be that when he was eating, he looked at her the whole time?

This arrogant man, obviously followed the elevator to return her mobile phone, why did he keep a strained face.

Her fingers rubbed the phone, and there seemed to be his temperature on it, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose slightly.

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Don't look at Li Xinsi's Wenwen, but he can do things, but he is very neat, and in the afternoon, they have reached a preliminary consensus on the investment plan.

Li Xin means that the specific positioning of the new community must also be decided after researching the real estate saturation of Z City, and in terms of investment, there are still many details that need to be negotiated, and he hopes that this matter can be decided before the Lunar New Year.

This is definitely good news for Song Qingge. It's just that she is still a little puzzled, "Mr. Li, is that piece of land really suitable for building a community?"

"Not right at the moment," Ms. Li said, after all, funeral homes contribute to nearby air pollution. "However, I have seen the planning plan of the Z city government in the past five years, and next year, the funeral home will be relocated. ”

Song Qingge couldn't help but praise in his heart, he was really a pragmatic person, and he had done enough homework before coming to invest in Z City. "But there's still a cemetery. ”

"Traditionally, the place where the cemetery is located must be the best location for feng shui," Li Xin said.

Song Qingge thought about it carefully, this statement seemed to be reasonable.

"In other words," Li Xin said confidently, "the house built on this land will be the best feng shui in Z City." Moreover, the richer the person, the more particular about Feng Shui will be. Of course, these still have to rely on the early publicity and promotion, and when the time comes, I will ask professional organizations to do this. ”

Li Xin's words gave Song Qingge confidence.

She was happy because, on the difficult road of finding an investment, she got the first definite response. Naturally, the mood is more relaxed and joyful than ever before.

After making an appointment with Li Xin to negotiate the details at the beginning of next month, Song Qingge took Anne to leave.

While waiting for the elevator, she took out her mobile phone and found that there was an unread text message: [I'm waiting for you in the hotel lobby], the number of the message she sent was not unfamiliar to her, it was...... Gu Fengcheng's.

She was fluttering, and after entering the elevator, she didn't even hear Anne talking to her: "Mr. Song?"

"What?" she came back to her senses.

"Put on your coat, it's still snowing outside. Anne handed over the coat.

She put her coat on the outside of the OL suit, and soon, the elevator opened on the first floor of the hotel, and after walking out, Song Qingge said, "Annie, I still have some things, you go back first." ”

"Okay. Anne said, buttoned the down jacket tightly, and did not forget to say: "Mr. Song, today is the winter solstice, the coldest day of the year, remember to eat a soup pot at night to keep warm." ”

Song Qingge's eyes swept around the lobby, but she didn't see the long and eye-catching figure at all, she was disappointed, lowered her head, and flipped through the text message.

There was a helpless sneer on the corner of her lips, she hadn't looked at it carefully, but now she noticed that his text message was sent three hours ago.

What man would be so stupid as to wait three hours? Especially for a man of his stature, time is money, and a minute wasted during working hours may cost tens of thousands of dollars less.

Extremely lost.

Song Qingge put her left hand in her coat pocket, she thought of the Winter Solstice Festival that Anne said, so she called while walking: "Sister-in-law Qin, do you have mutton at home?...... Yes, boil the mutton soup pot...... It's still the old rule, everyone who works from home is called ,......"

As she spoke, her words stopped abruptly, her heartbeat accelerated slightly, and in her sight, the noble and proud figure was standing a few meters away looking at her with her hands in her coat pockets, like that, it seemed that she had been waiting for her for a long time.

He looked at her, his eyes were deep, but they were full of deep meaning, which made Song Qingge in a trance for a while, and he didn't even hear what Sister-in-law Qin said on the phone.

It wasn't until Sister-in-law Qin urged her a few times that she said, "What?"

"The broth has already been boiled, just waiting for you to come back and serve the food. Sister-in-law Qin said, "Miss, when will you come back?"

She looked at Gu Fengcheng and hesitated a little, "I ......"

"Miss, it's snowing heavily outside, you better don't drive, let the old bell pick you up. Sister-in-law Qin said.

"Sister-in-law," she lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I made an appointment, you eat first, don't wait for me." ”

Hanging up, she walked over to him.