Near the Imperial Company after the two years:

Shang Haojia got off the bus and walked to the company. ∷! [Wounded City ^ Text ^ Chapter Net] read

And just as she was walking, suddenly, a 'golden' black Rolls-Royce next to her stopped, and a nice voice called her name: "Hi, Shang Haojia......"

Turning his head, he actually saw Qin Yu. He rolled down the window and greeted Shang Haojia with a smile. Shang Haojia nodded in surprise: "Yes, vice president! Hello ......" immediately became nervous. Her sister thought that the leader would take the initiative to say hello, and thought that the last sentence he said was a joke, but she didn't expect that when they met, he actually took the initiative to say hello.

But Qin Yu smiled: "This is not a company, don't call me vice president! Call me Qin Yu, or Yu is fine!"

Isn't that right?

As if he understood Shang Haojia's thoughts, Qin Yu actually took the initiative to get out of the car: "Don't be embarrassed, the company calls me vice president, but outside it is not the vice president! Just call me by my name, I'm not a tiger, I'm not a monster, right?"

"Hmm!" Of course not! Shang Haojia nodded, how could there be such a gentle and handsome monster?

Then, Qin Yu actually invited: "Get in the car! It's still far from the company, I'll stop by and take you for a ride! It's only five minutes by car, go, get on the bus!" and it is estimated that it will take 10-20 minutes to walk over, depending on the pace and speed of different people.

Isn't that even worse?

Shang Haojia hurriedly shook his head: "No...... No need!"

Qin Yu was very enthusiastic: "What's polite? Let's go! You're welcome! Didn't you say okay, we're going to be friends? Why, do you regret it? Don't be friends with me?"

"Of course not!"

"Then get in the car!"

……

Shang Haojia couldn't refuse, but actually got into Qin Yu's car.

On board:

Shang Haojia was very nervous at first.

At first glance, it was a high-end car, and it was estimated that she couldn't afford it if she sold it for ten, she thought so. The seat was very comfortable, the space in the car was very large, very spacious, and then there was no driver, Qin Yu drove by himself, so Shang Haojia sat in the co-pilot's seat. When he got into the car, Qin Yu actually opened the door for Shang Haojia gentlemanly, which made Shang Haojia even more confused.

The embarrassed Shang Haojia secretly looked inside the car and didn't look at Qin Yu at all.

And Qin Yu suddenly snorted and laughed: "Ha......"

Shang Haojia turned his head: What's wrong?

Qin Yu explained: "Don't be nervous! Shang Haojia, am I so terrible? Look at your nervousness, are you sweating? Actually...... Leaders are also human beings, and they don't eat people, so it's not so scary! You're relaxed! It's better to ...... Shall I tell you a joke?"

"No...... No need!" How dare she ask the leader to tell a joke.

Seeing that she still couldn't let go, Qin Yu said, "That's ...... I'll turn on the radio and listen to the radio. ”

Shang Haojia nodded immediately: "Well, it's good......"

So, when the radio was turned on, it was a coincidence that the song "Lying" by Lin Youjia was played, and it was sung to the high/tide part: "I didn't lie\/Why should I lie\/You know me\/I never pretend to you\/How can I lie\/Please don't think how unforgettable you are\/Disappear\/It's really not me who is reckless......"

This is a song that Shang Hao Jia likes very much, it is very good, and the lyrics are also very good, she listened silently.

Finally, the song ended, and the topic cut from this song, Qin Yu said: "What's the name of this song? It's pretty good! This singer's voice is lazy, but a little moved......

"The singer called "Lies" is Lin Youjia. ”

"Oh, you know a lot!" Qin Yu smiled.

In short, because of this song, the conversation box opened, Shang Haojia was unrestrained, and she was a little more comfortable, she introduced: "Well, I was bored in college, so I developed two hobbies, one is to listen to songs, and the other is to read novels." Hehe...... Occasionally, I would write with itchy hands. ”

"Yo! You're still writing novels! The writing must be good! ...... Show me what you wrote, too!"

"I ...... Alas, I can't write! I can't write casually, I can't meet people!"

"It's for people to read! Read it to me when you have time!"

"Uh...... Alright!"