Early the next morning, Song Qianqian went to work with two dark circles under her eyes. Sitting in his position, looking at the empty company, Song Qianqian suddenly became nervous. She didn't know how to tell Lu Zihao later, and she didn't know what his attitude would be?

Finally, colleagues came to the company one after another and started a day of intense work. Song Qianqian has always had this matter in his heart, and he has no heart to work. Taking advantage of the fact that she was not busy now, she got up and walked towards the president's office.

Song Qianqian climbed the stairs slowly, she didn't take the elevator because it was too fast. So she chose to climb the stairs, so that she could be a little slower to see Lu Zihao.

Looking at the stairs that I don't usually climb, I climbed to the top without a little difficulty today. In the past, when she walked up a few floors, she was already tired and out of breath. She really didn't want to believe the number on the staircase indicator in front of her, how it had arrived so quickly.

Song Qianqian sighed, lowered his head, pushed open the staircase door, and walked in. I really wonder if she'll be able to come out of it alive in a minute?

Song Qianqian walked to the door of Lu Zihao's office, and before he could stand firmly, he saw Wang Hao walking out of it with a document. When he saw her standing in the doorway, he didn't seem surprised at all, and he didn't blame her on his face.

Song Qianqian beat the drum in his heart, thinking: This is over, when he meets Wang Hao, he will not scold her to death. will definitely blame her for messing around with the mandarin duck score.

"Miss Song, are you here to find the president?" Wang Hao asked Song Qianqian slowly without any emotion.

For his nature, Song Qianqian seemed a little nervous, and stammered and replied, "Hmm...... Be...... Yes, I have something to do with the president. ”

"Then you go in, the president is inside. After Wang Hao finished speaking, he strode out with the documents.

Song Qianqian turned his head to look at his distant back, a little confused by the second monk. Isn't he angry at all about the date she arranged yesterday? So why did he set Lai Ting's number to be automatically transferred?

Song Qianqian stood at the door in a daze, and it wasn't until Lu Zihao's calm and beautiful voice came that she instantly sobered up.

"Song Qianqian, the company invited you to come, not for you to stand at the door as a door god. ”

Lu Zihao sat on the chair and listened to her through the door without shouting. What Wang Hao told her just now, he heard it clearly. He thought that Song Qianqian would knock on the door and come in immediately, but he didn't expect that more than ten minutes had passed, and this girl was still standing at the door, and she didn't mean to come in at all.

Song Qianqian heard Lu Zihao's voice, and hurriedly replied inside: "I'll go in immediately." ”

She took a deep breath before knocking on the door and entering.

Seeing Lu Zihao sitting at the desk in a formal suit, looking at her indifferently, Song Qianqian's heart suddenly began to tense again. Rub your hands back and forth behind your body.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with me?" Lu Zihao said softly, looking at Song Qianqian who was standing in front of him. This girl definitely didn't sleep well last night, and she has such big dark circles on her face. Looking at her like this, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart.

Song Qianqian lowered his head and said in a low voice: "President, I'm here to apologize to you, I didn't do anything yesterday, I hope you don't take it to heart." ”

Lu Zihao listened carefully to her small voice, and after listening to it for a long time, it turned out that she was here to apologize to herself, and the corners of her mouth on her handsome face curled up in a good-looking arc. But it soon disappeared, and he pretended not to say anything in a deep voice.

"Oh, so that's it? Didn't you apologize yesterday, that's the end of it, you don't have to take it personally. Looking at her two big dark circles, it can't be because she is worried about this matter that she will not have a good rest.

Song Qianqian nodded, still a little at a loss. She was thinking about what to say next, how to get Lu Zihao to agree to her next request.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was standing there with a heavy heart, and looked at her depressed little face, and he didn't feel happy because of his forgiveness.

Lu Zihao put his right hand under his mouth and groped back and forth. His eyes were firmly fixed on Song Qianqian, who had a depressed face, and it wasn't until a few minutes passed that he couldn't help but ask: "Song Qianqian, do you still have something to say?" If you want to say it, just say it, don't stand there stupidly like a chopstick." ”

Song Qianqian listened to the ridicule in Lu Zihao's words, not to mention that she was chopsticks, just said that she was now a telephone pole, and she would not compete with him. Now is the time to beg him, and she will endure it all as long as he is pleased.

"President, there's one more thing I want you to help me with? Song Qianqian gestured with his hand, as if to tell Lu Zihao that it was really a very small matter.

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows, and his tone was somewhat self-deprecating: "You won't use me to invite Wang Hao to drink coffee again, right?"

Song Qianqian's little face immediately looked impressed with Lu Zihao, she raised two thumbs and praised: "President, you are really amazing, how can you guess everything? You are worthy of the president of our Lu family, the golden man of City A." This time, though, instead of coffee, we had dinner. ”

Song Qianqian looked like a dog, first praised Lu Zihao, and finally said what he wanted in his heart.

After listening to her last sentence, Lu Zihao's face became a little gloomy, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth also raised a touch of arrogance.

"Song Qianqian, do you really regard me as a rag for your family? If you have something, you can look for me, and if you have nothing to do, you will throw me aside. You girl is really not taking me seriously anymore. What do you think of me, and what do you think of yourself?"

Lu Zihao's cold tone came to her again: "Song Qianqian, I see that you have really become addicted to being a matchmaker recently." ”

Listening to his words, the courage that Song Qianqian had built up with great difficulty suddenly collapsed. Looking at Lu Zihao's angry look, she was really aggrieved and regretful in her heart.

Looking at Lu Zihao's handsome face and angry look, Song Qianqian's heart was worried for a while, and she thought: Now she won't be fired by him in a fit of anger, right? If she loses her job again because of this incident, how pitiful she should be.

"President, don't you get angry yet? If you don't want to, just don't say anything. You must not be angry about this, okay?" Song Qianqian hurriedly flattered, hoping that he would not be angry again.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who looked flattering, and her fair face was full of anxiety. Because of the tension, the hands were placed in front of the chest and clasped tightly.

is used to seeing Song Qianqian's aggressive and unforgiving appearance. Now that he looked at her nervous and pitiful appearance, Lu Zihao's heart was a little reluctant.

Although he hated Song Qianqian for using him in his heart, he thought that if he could get some benefits from her, he was not unable to cooperate with her.

"Song Qianqian, in fact, it's not that I can't help you with what you said?" Lu Zihao turned his words around, looked at Song Qianqian and said softly.

Song Qianqian immediately looked happy, and his eyes were full of excitement and excitement: "Really? President, I heard me right? So, you promised me." ”

Song Qianqian said happily, and suddenly threw himself in front of Lu Zihao's chair and stared at him tightly, as if he would regret it in the next minute.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was suddenly very close to him, and couldn't help but swallow saliva into his stomach. This girl was suddenly so enthusiastic, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Song Qianqian only cared about being happy, completely forgetting how ambiguous her move was.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was overjoyed, and his mood became happy: "Of course, when did I lie to you." But you'll have to play with me. ”

"Acting? I'm not good at it?" Song Qianqian replied incomprehensibly, doesn't you have to find an actor for such a thing as acting? She is not an actor, why let her do it?

"Don't worry, I'm not talking about acting for you to act in movies or anything like that. Besides, with your image, it's too bad. Lu Zihao deliberately looked her up and down, with some disgust in his eyes.

Song Qianqian followed his eyes, unconsciously looked at himself, and after recalling the meaning of his words, he immediately glanced at him, it turned out that he laughed at her ugly and bad image.

"Then you still let me act with you?" Song Qianqian pouted slightly, with a look of reluctance. This demon king of the mixed world, if he doesn't hit her for a while, he will have to be uncomfortable.

Lu Zihao smacked his mouth, and his tone was a little lazy: "It's my father's seventieth birthday in a few days, and I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend......"

Song Qianqian didn't listen to him finish speaking, and immediately shook his head like a rattle and refused: "No, no, how can this work? I can't do it, I really can't do deceitful things." ”

Lu Zihao shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent: "Then there is no way, since you can't help me, then I can't help you either." When I left, remember to help me close the door, goodbye or not. ”

Song Qianqian's face was confused, I'll go, Lu Zihao rejected her like this, and there was no room for discussion.

"President, shall we discuss it again?"

Thinking that after going home, Lai Ting would definitely scold her half to death, and Song Qianqian asked spinelessly. Anyway, it's a death for both horizontal and vertical, so it's worth dying for a friend.

Lu Zihao leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing his temples with both hands. A look of impatience: "Song Qianqian, I seem to have said just now, you pretend to be my girlfriend, then I will help you with this." Now that you have given up this opportunity, why are you still begging me?"

Lu Zihao shrugged, looking innocent. It seems that the choice of this matter has always been in Song Qianqian's hands, but she herself does not know how to cherish it.