Governor Zhong smiled, that smile seemed to be to hide the embarrassment of being said, he just said, "Manager Song, I have already signed, this contract is in front of you, you are a smart person, I don't think you will let go of this opportunity, right?" ”

This time, he didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, and the meaning couldn't be clearer. Interesting*

Song Qiyue looked down, the contract was in front of her, she was still holding a pen in her hand, as long as she signed the pen, the loan could be completed, and there would be no more problems with financing. In this way, the first phase of the project of Dingxin can be achieved in this way, without any effort, no longer racking brains, and it can be successfully passed.

Then, she can also gain a firm foothold in Dingxin.

But what is it?

Again, he pitied her again?

The dense words on the paper spread out, and slowly gathered clearly, Song Qiyue looked at the contract, and she suddenly smiled.

Relieved but resolute.

Shao Fei's eyes froze, he only saw her hand holding the pen put down, and he was shocked, as if he understood something.

Song Qiyue not only lowered her hand, but she also took the pen cover, put the pen into the nib, and gently put the pen down.

"Manager Song, who are you?" Governor Zhong didn't expect her to be like this, and he was a little stunned.

Song Qiyue smiled sideways, "President Zhong, you're right, smart people won't let go of this opportunity, but it's a pity, I've been a tendon since I was a child, and some things I haven't figured out, so I have to figure them out." It's like, if something is not my own, I won't covet it. ”

"President Zhong, thank you, I won't bother you." Song Qiyue said, she had already gotten up.

In the stunned gaze of President Zhong, she took Shao Fei and walked away.

Out of the reception room, Shao Fei was silent, ran all the way out of the bank, walked on the streets of Hong Kong City, until he came to the car parked on the side of the road, Song Qiyue suddenly said, "Give me the key." ”

Shao Fei didn't say much, and immediately took out the key.

Song Qiyue took the key and drove the door to get into the car.

Shao Fei hurriedly bypassed the body, and he was also going to get into the car.

But who knows, Song Qiyue's side is fast, the engine starts, and before Shao Fei comes up, she stepped on the accelerator!

"You wait! Sister July! I haven't gotten in the car yet! Shao Fei was shocked, he hurriedly shouted!

But it was too late, Song Qiyue dropped a sentence and drove away, "You go back to the company first." ”

Shao Fei was left in place, and he only felt really unlucky when he stood on the side of the road. However, looking at the direction of the rear of the car in the distance, there is also a trace of worry.

Song Qiyue drove the car, and she didn't go around the city.

The purpose is very clear, she is going to a place!

After a while, she finally stopped near a commercial building.

On the side of the car, there is a towering building in front of you.

The company logo in front of the building is very eye-catching---- majestic Jiuyuan International Building! Bewitching Concubine: My favor is set!

Song Qiyue got out of the car and took out his mobile phone to dial.

Qian Jue's number, she hasn't looked for it for a long time, but she has always kept it quietly in the phone book.

Song Qiyue was too lazy to clean up the number, so he was always there.

I used to think that there would be no more contact, at least not in such a situation, but everything was still unpredictable.

Song Qiyue dialed her, "Secretary Qian, hello." ”

"Hello, Miss Song."

It's an honor that Secretary Qian still keeps her number.

Song Qiyue smiled and said, "I haven't contacted you for a long time, have you been busy lately?" ”

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Secretary Qian responded politely, and she replied again, "Miss Song, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

After taking a look and greeting politely, Song Qiyue said directly, "Secretary Qian, I'm here at Mo's, help me pass it on." ”

"Miss Song, Mr. Mo said, you can come up directly." Secretary Qian's tone was not surprised at all.

Song Qiyue frowned slightly and smiled, "Okay." ”

Qian Jue is a shrewd and capable secretary, and he is also a rare talent, but no matter how shrewd and capable he is, it is impossible to predict the prophet. Unless, word has already reached here.

Song Qiyue looked up, and the top floor of the building was like a cloud.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Song has arrived." Qian Jue's internal line called.

Mo Zhengyan was buried in the document, and when he heard this, he didn't look up, but just hung up the line with a "grace".

At the elevator entrance, Qian Jue answered her, and then led Song Qiyue to the heavily guarded office.

Two heavy doors, so tightly closed.

In Qian Jue's answer to the door, he slowly pushed it open.

Song Qiyue is no stranger to this place, she has been in and out countless times, and she is a frequent visitor here.

But months later, when I came back here, the strange feeling was still the same.

Probably because the air in this office is too cold, as if it is not as unreal as fireworks in the world, and it will make people frown.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Song is here." Qian Jue replied softly, and she retreated silently.

Song Qiyue was still standing at the door, and did not step forward. Qian Jue turned to smile at her, and she smiled back.

Behind him was the sound of the door closing, and in this coldness, there was only her, and he on the high seat not far away.

Mo Zhengyan sat on the big chair, he was silent and gentle, his eyes were unpleasant, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

He seemed to have known about her arrival, or had been waiting for her arrival for a long time. Reborn with the doll to the well-off

At this moment, Song Qiyue suddenly remembered the scene when he first came here.

It's so similar, he's also so cold and arrogant.

It's just that this time her identity is transparent, and she doesn't have to stage that drama again.

Song Qiyue stepped forward, her pace was gentle, there was no impatience, no decadence, and when she came to him, she sat down on the chair.

Keeping his eyes on him, Song Qiyue opened his mouth, "When I came, I was thinking about where I would go to meet you." ”

Mo Zhengyan was silent, just looked at her with heavy eyes.

"It should be considered a private matter, go to your mansion? But it doesn't seem to be very good. Song Qiyue smiled, "Later, I thought, although it is because of personal relations that I asked you to open up to me, but this is also a business project, so it is best to come to your office to talk." ”

"Mr. Mo, do you say so?" She has changed her name, from Uncle to Mr. Mo.

The smile on her face was not as casual as usual, there was clearly a hint of sharpness, and Mo Zhengyan said softly, "Why do you want to refuse the loan of Xinye." ”

"Mr. Mo is so frank, he cut to the topic so quickly, it seems that he must be very busy." Song Qiyue nodded slightly, "Then I won't say anything else, and I'll talk to you about the reason why I'm here." ”

Between the words, her gaze became a little colder, "I thought that when I ate at Jingfuxuan last time, I had already made it clear enough. How could such a smart person as Mr. Mo not understand? I still couldn't feel at ease with my niece, so I decided not to protect me in the open and fought underground instead. ”

"Yesterday, my subordinate happened to see you at a café in the middle of the levels." He was very bland, not an explanation, but an explanation.

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world, once by chance, twice is inevitable." She wouldn't believe it!

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter how it happened." Mo Zhengyan was clear, he just said, "The important thing is the result." ”

Song Qiyue smiled, "Ha, what you said is really the same as what my former boss said. ”

"You have been in Wuzhou for three years, why didn't you learn Mr. Tang's creed principles."

Tang Renxiu, the general manager of Wuzhou Group and the second young man of the Tang family, once said: People will only want to know the final result, but they will not pay attention to what happened. As long as you succeed, you are a winner. As for how it won, no one cares.

This sentence, Song Qiyue has not heard of it, "It is indeed incisive, the result is really important, if there is no result, everything else is empty." ”

Being in a shopping mall, sometimes I really can't help myself, and Song Qiyue has long known this.

"Since you know everything, then why refuse." I went around in a circle, but I still went around and came back.

He forced her to answer, and Song Qiyue also stared, "I said, if there is something in the future, I won't bother Mr. Mo, and the last time should be the last time!" ”

It was he who intervened again and again, and he insisted on interfering with her world!

"I also said that with your current background, it is difficult to turn over in Hong Kong City." His eyes shone with a hint of sharpness, and he saw her through. Wei Ji

"I'm still alive in Port City, sitting in front of you!" This is the best proof of this!

"How long can you live, and how good can you live?" Mo Zhengyan's voice was light, but it was heavy for her, "Maybe you can survive three months, until you taste the closed door here, and then you are willing to give up." ”

"Who's to say I'm going to shut up? Opportunities will always be given to those who are willing to work hard, God has eyes, and he must see it! Song Qiyue asked with a smile, she refused to admit defeat!

But he said, "Have you heard the story of the farmer and the serpent?" ”

It's a fable, and everyone knows it.

The farmer saw a hibernating snake in the cold winter and mistook it for freezing.

The kind farmer picked it up, carefully carried it into his arms, and warmed it with his warm body.

The serpent was frightened and woken up.

When the snake came to his senses, he bit the farmer with his sharp fangs and caused him a fatal wound because of his instinct for self-defense.

The farmer was poisoned, and when he was dying, he regretted it.

Why did he save the snake?

"All farmers don't want to save that snake anymore, even if the snake doesn't mean it, it's just instinct." He said quietly, but it was like countless sharp arrows, projecting at Song Qiyue's body.

The snake may not have meant to harm people, but it did harm the farmer.

The snake is instinctive, but what about her?

"Huh." Song Qiyue laughed, I don't know if he was laughing at the farmer's stupidity or the snake's stupidity. In the laughter, she bent the corners of her eyes, "This world is *governed, I am a law-abiding citizen, how can I become a criminal?" ”

"The rule of law is nothing more than human feelings, the rule of law can restrain people, but morality overrides the rule of law." He spoke gently, but the words were so sharp that she could hardly refute them.

seems to be unwilling, so he admits defeat, and seems to want to rush out of a way to survive and prove that he can.

She was cold and arrogant, smiled fearlessly, and asked softly, "I'm not a murderer, am I sentenced to death like this?" ”

In the morning, it was quiet in the office.

Only the pendulum hour hand moved, and there was a slight click.

Behind Mo Zhengyan is a large floor-to-ceiling window, the glass is wiped clean and abnormal, the blue sky and white clouds outside the window are even more transparent and flawless, the sunlight penetrates through, and his whole person is very hazy.

And the light in his eyes was warm and quiet, projecting on her face, seeing her through.

"July, a mistake is a mistake." He said so.

But it was as if the countless sharp arrows had hit her, and even shot her heart.

Suddenly, she was devastated.

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