Han Zhiyun took Song Xingran downstairs to Lu's head office.

Just as I was about to bring someone up, the call came.

A look at the caller ID, "Qiuqiu".

"Tsk, have you changed your girlfriend again?"

Song Xingran glanced at his phone screen and said casually.

The last one is cute, the last one is Lily, and I don't know who the next one is.

Han Zhiyun's girlfriend can make up a harem encyclopedia.

"The little ones will go."

Han Zhiyun glanced at her impatiently, then took his mobile phone and walked towards the gate.

I only heard him say as he walked: "Ouch, didn't I tell you that I have a job today?" Why don't I hurt you anymore? ……”

Song Xingran rolled his eyes at his back.

It's really a big carrot, no wonder I can't find true love, I deserve it.

If you are sick and cry (● ̄(エ) ̄●).

Han Zhiyun answered the phone outside, and Song Xingran stood idly in the hall on the first floor waiting for him.

The front desk lady knew Han Zhiyun, so her attitude towards Song Xingran was naturally very good.

"This young lady, do you drink coffee?" Miss Xiao Wang at the front desk asked with a cup of coffee in her hand and with a very good attitude.

Because she is new, no one dares to mess with her, and eyesight is also a must.

Such a beautiful little girl came with Han Shao again.

The identity is naturally not ordinary.

She didn't want to be like the front desk in those Mary Sue romance novels, who didn't have the strength to see and offend the big guys.

Song Xingran shook his head, lying on the table with his hands on the front desk, his big eyes staring at the things placed at the front desk.

"Little sister, when do your presidents usually get off work?"

Song Xingran's voice was sweet and glutinous, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

The front desk lady shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't know this very well, because the president is very busy every day and works overtime a lot of the time." ”

"Oh."

Song Xingran nodded.

It's really so busy.

In this case, there is no time to go out and mess with flowers like Han Zhiyun.

Speaking of Han Zhiyun, Song Xingran looked in the direction of the gate.

Through a glass door, Han Zhiyun turned her back to her, and was talking on the phone with her girlfriend.

It seems that it won't be over for a while.

The front desk lady stared at Song Xingran and looked curiously: "You are Han Shao's friend?" ”

Song Xingran nodded, and was about to speak, but saw a familiar figure walking in her direction.

Lu Qingchen, who was dressed in a black suit, had a tall posture and cold eyebrows and eyes, and walked in the front surrounded by several people.

The eyes that were as deep as ink were cold and indifferent, and the moment he saw Song Xingran, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

Immediately, the coldness in his eyes dissipated.

Song Xingran saw Lu Qingchen, but suddenly felt a little lost.

She had wanted to surprise him.

Why did he come down?

It's all to blame for Han Zhiyun's pit goods.

However, even if Song Xingran felt a little lost in his heart, when he saw Lu Qingchen, he still did not hesitate.

trotted and threw himself into his arms.

Lu Qingchen stabilized his body and hugged the petite girl.

All present: !!

President, he was holding a little girl?!

The rumored unkind, cold and ruthless Mr. Lu also has a gentle time?

The big news of the century, this is!

"I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but Han Zhiyun delayed it."

Song Xingran tilted his head, his watery eyes were shining, and his tone was aggrieved, with complaints.