Chapter 18 It's a Spell

Finally, this lively and embarrassing, selfish dinner ended with my fervent anticipation. It's different from what I imagined, there are no follow-up activities, and everyone actually goes home with a tacit understanding? Is the current TV series so unreliable and completely out of reality!

It was still the black car I was in before, stable and quiet, the north wind was blowing outside, and the car was indeed warm as spring, which made me feel sleepy when I was full of food and drink.

"Xiao Qin, help me cancel tomorrow's trip and go to Mr. Sheng's house at 9 o'clock in the morning. "Just when I was about to meet with Zhou in a daze, Comrade Bingshan said without temperature behind me.

A spirit's eyes widened suddenly, what did Comrade Bingshan say just now, cancel the trip?

No wonder Comrade Bingshan was not active tonight, not only did he not slap the horse to a few other nasty guys, but he didn't even take the initiative to say a few more words to Mr. Sheng. It turns out that the back hand is here, and we are going to go to Mr. Sheng's house tomorrow to turn things around and make a big show?

No, Mr. Sheng doesn't mean that the policy has changed now, and the bidding needs to be carried out online, so what's the point of going to Mr. Sheng's house?

"Mr. Ye, what are we going to Mr. Sheng's house tomorrow, do I need to prepare something in advance?" full of small question marks, although my performance tonight was very bad, this iceberg Lord released cold air all over his body from the moment he got in the car, but I still couldn't help but have the courage to ask, who makes people curious!

"Prepare?" Comrade Bingshan was obviously a little puzzled, but he seemed to think of something immediately, and said lightly: "Just prepare your stomach, Mr. Sheng doesn't like to waste it." ”

Again, yes, belly!

Why do you feel like you've recently walked into a strange circle, clearly a tall president, clearly a luxurious and wealthy dinner, why do you have a strange word so often?

Don't waste it!

Could it be that I was able to become a member of the secretarial department, and this great luck was only because the president took a fancy to my good appetite?

The silence of the car returned to the previous death, and Comrade Bingshan seemed to be a little tired and was resting with his head tilted. At this time, I was completely sleepy, holding my mobile phone and sending messages to the stars, having the stars in the city is to save trouble, I just need to inform her, as for the rest, I don't have to worry about the rest.

Curious Star: Xiaoyan, how did it feel to go out with the president for the first time?

I don't think about it: it's not good, it's not good at all, what is wrong with what is wrong, what is wrong with what is wrong!

Surprised Star: No, we have arranged for you with food, clothing, housing and transportation, what else do you need to do?

I stammered: Does not eating enough count?

Knowing the star: Count, Mr. Ye doesn't like to waste ......

It's this again! It's a curse! I'm really going crazy!

I returned to my room, finished washing, and stood in front of the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the busy streets, the lights were bright and colorful. My shadow was printed in the glass window, as if I was in the moonlight, hazy but clear.

Qin Xiaoyan, is this the life you want?

There seemed to be some irritability in my heart, but there was no way to vent it. Looking up at the clock, it was just 10 o'clock, and it seemed to be early to go to bed. But what can I do with this huge room, this strange city, and I am alone?