He moved the chair, leaned towards Guo Zitong, raised his hand to wipe the hair that was about to slide down a few times, wiped it smoothly and put it down, and asked again: "Tongtong, your studio has just been built, it should be equipped with a car to enter and exit, although it is a small company, you are also the manager of the company!" Cycling is very unworthy of your identity, for example, if you want to meet a customer, you go on a bicycle, and the customer sees you riding a bicycle, thinking that you are living a very bad life now, and they dare not cooperate with you. ”

Guo Zitong couldn't help but "" in his heart, how much hair did this guy's head have.

She still smiled politely and said: "Senior Jia, thank you for your concern, I think it's good to step on a shared bicycle, it's convenient and fast, this place in Yuncheng will be jammed as soon as you get to and from work, you won't get stuck in traffic when you step on a bicycle, it's troublesome to park a small car, step on a bicycle, and you can park casually when you see a parking space on the side of the road." ”

Fake Qinggao looked at her and asked very seriously: "You just graduated and started your own business, is there a problem with the turnover of the studio's funds, if there is a problem, you can tell me, 10 million is a small problem for me." ”

Guo Zitong: "......" has encountered the time to show off wealth again.

Fake Qinggao, "Why don't I give you a car, what car do you like, tell me." ”

Guo Zitong: Senior Jia, I think there is nothing wrong with riding a bicycle, at least it is a car that I can afford within my ability. As for my studio, which is running very well now, I don't need other funds to increase my capital, thanks to Senior Jia's kindness. ”

Fake Qinggao approached her again and whispered: "Tongtong, I really want to help you, you really don't have to be polite to me." ”

After a pause, he continued: "I came back to Yuncheng to take a big business, I am now cooperating with iKang Hospital, I have already met the assistant dean this morning, and he also thinks that the doctor acting by my company has already said that he wants to order my company's equipment, and now it can be decided after their dean signs." ”

Guo Zitong smiled, "Senior Jia, congratulations on coming back to Cloud City and taking a big business,"

Fake Qinggao attached himself to her ear again, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to think about the car I gave you?"

In order to fake Qing Gao and be a little more desperate, she said directly and clearly: "Senior Jia, I am getting engaged this Saturday, and my boyfriend will bring an invitation card later, and I have your share." ”

Fake Qinggao is a tendon person, he didn't want to give up in the end, he regretted that he didn't work hard enough to chase Guo Zitong two years ago, just when the Yuncheng branch was established, he asked to come back to Yuncheng to work, and by the way, he chased Guo Zitong into his hands.

As soon as he came back yesterday, he contacted Zhang Chi and asked Zhang Chi to invite Guo Zitong over in the name of organizing a class reunion.

I didn't expect this girl to be so sought-after, she found a boyfriend less than a year after graduation, and she was going to get engaged.

It was as if his head had been struck by lightning, and his skull ached.

He remembers very well that 2 years ago, he made a sensation in Yuncheng University in order to chase her, on Valentine's Day, in order to confess to her, he bought 999 roses and showed her love under her dormitory, but she told him that she didn't plan to shoot so early, she wanted to start a business after graduation, to open her own studio, and to shoot at the age of 24 at the earliest, he believed what she said, and he has been waiting for her to graduate after graduation.

After she graduated, he contacted her many times, and then she couldn't get through the phone, and her WeChat didn't pass, it didn't matter if she ignored him, he decided to transfer to the Yuncheng branch to be the general manager, and then come to a stalker.

PS: Good night