Mr. Sun has also been in the business circle for a long time, although he has not cooperated with Song Huaicheng, but he has heard some about Song Huaicheng's reputation in the circle from his friends.

"Mr. Song wants to drink two more glasses of wine first. ”

Song Huaicheng got up from the chair and poured a glass of wine: "Of course I have to punish myself with two glasses." "One cup in the stomach, another cup.

The wine that Mr. Sun asked for today was the wine with the highest degree in Cuilin Pavilion, Song Huaicheng didn't eat at all this morning, and now two glasses of wine are in his stomach, his stomach is a little uncomfortable, and he sat on the chair and touched the position of his stomach.

"It is true that everyone in the industry says that Mr. Song is a bold person, and it is indeed true at this glance. ”：

Song Huaicheng endured his stomach ache and smiled, "I still have to say sorry to Mr. Sun for today's matter." ”

Paused: "I don't know about that contract." ”

Mr. Sun raised his wine glass, "Eating is eating without talking about business." ”

After another glass of wine, Song Huaicheng's stomach hurt even more, and the burning sensation became more and more serious.

When the stomach pain occurred, Song Huaicheng didn't remember, it seemed that it was when Gu Liangxi left.

At that time, Song Huaicheng always regarded this stomach ache as a kind of God's revenge on himself.

Mr. Sun took a bite of the dish: "I heard that Mr. Song's fiancée has been with Mr. Song for many years, and if you have a wedding, you must tell me." ”

The reason why Mr. Sun knew about this was because he heard the discussion between two company employees when he was sitting in Song Huaicheng's office this morning.

Song Huaicheng smiled, "Definitely." ”

I don't know why I wanted to marry Lin Chengxi at the beginning, but I put it off again and again, and now I haven't thought about it at all.

After eating a little and drinking a few glasses of water, Mr. Song endured the stomach pain and sent Mr. Sun to the car.

Turned around and sat in his car, sat in the back seat and covered his stomach, it really hurt, and a line of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Zhan Yao drove the car and looked at Song Huaicheng lying in the back seat through the rearview mirror, he stayed by Song Huaicheng's side for a long time, Song Huaicheng's stomach pain Zhan Yao also understood, there were some stomach medicines in the spare medicine box of the car, Zhan Yao parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and took out the medicine box in the trunk, took a bottle of mineral water to open the door of the back seat, and handed the medicine and water to Song Huaicheng, "Song always take a little medicine." ”

Song Huaicheng took the medicine in Zhan Yao's hand and brought it over, "I'm not in the company this morning, nothing else happened." ”

Shaking his head, "No, except for Mr. Sun making trouble in the company, nothing else happened." ”

"Let's go to the studio. ”

Studio hesitated, "Are you talking about Shao Jiaqi's studio, which is responsible for the decoration of our Blue Ocean Apartment?"

Song Huaicheng nodded, sat in the back seat and looked at the scenery outside the car window. In the past three years, Song Huaicheng's work route is really single, the villa company, even his own real estate in the blue ocean apartment Song Huaicheng has rarely been there, Song Huaicheng doesn't know why, every time he arrives in that room Song Huaicheng always thinks of Gu Liangxi, obviously when he said that he would never contact him again, but when the document appeared on the table in his office, Song Huaicheng lowered his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

The road to the studio from here was not very far, Zhan Yao stopped the car and opened the back door: "Mr. Song has arrived." ”

Song Huaicheng didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but sat in the car and looked at the plaque of the studio, "It's not too late", and the name of the studio really matches the person Shao Jiaqi.