in the reception room.

Gu Qingcheng shook hands with Yu Jingxing from Sheng Ting, and after greeting him, he got to the point.

"The ...... of this collaboration"

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside.

"Miss Yang, please wait a moment, Mr. Gu is talking about business now."

"I'll look for Mr. Gu, and I'll just say one word."

At the same time, the door to the conference room was pushed open from the outside.

Fang Shu, who was standing at the door, looked at Gu Qingcheng with a helpless expression: "Mr. Gu, it's my dereliction of duty. ”

Yang Xiaoxiao had already rushed in, because he ran up the stairs, and now he was out of breath, and went straight to Gu Qingcheng, "Mr. Gu, can you help me write a name?" Write Xu Muheng three words, just these three words! ”

Gu Qingcheng sat in his seat and did not move, his dark gaze locked on Yang Xiaoxiao's face.

"Please."

Yang Xiaoxiao took out a ballpoint pen from his hotel uniform, and with too much strength, the ballpoint pen bounced out directly and fell on the table leg.

The composure she had been pretending to be before finally collapsed the second she recognized Gu Qingcheng's handwriting, she squatted down to pick up the ballpoint pen, her eyes were dark, and a pair of arms supported her behind her.

Yu Jingxing first picked up the ballpoint pen on the ground and handed it to her.

Yang Xiaoxiao didn't even have time to thank him, turned around and handed over the prepared note paper and ballpoint pen, grabbed Gu Qingcheng's wrist, and through a thin layer of shirt, it was a little scorching.

Three seconds later, Gu Qingcheng spoke: "How to write?" ”

Yang Xiaoxiao held the pen and wrote three words "Xu Muheng" on the paper, the handwriting of the pen was a little shaky, and the third word was completely stabilized.

Gu Qingcheng turned his head sideways and took the ballpoint pen with the temperature of his palm from Yang Xiaoxiao's hand.

As the tip of Gu Qingcheng's pen fell on the paper, Yang Xiaoxiao's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his eyes were fixed on the tip of the pen.

When the last stroke fell, Yang Xiaoxiao picked up this piece of paper and took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry to disturb Mr. Gu." ”

She turned to Gu Qingcheng and bowed deeply, turned to leave, and her footsteps did not stagnate again.

The door to the reception room closed again, and silence returned.

Gu Qingcheng looked at the three words written by Yang Xiaoxiao, sandwiched the piece of paper in a pile of documents in front of him, and turned to Yu Jingxing, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Yes," Yu Jingxing touched his chin and knocked on the table with his pen, "Articles 3, 7, and 19 of the contract are all a bit problematic......

"You can make any conditions," Gu Qingcheng leaned back, pushed away the contract in front of him, got up and walked to the wine cabinet, bent down and took a bottle of red wine out, "Accompany me for a drink." ”

Yu Jingxing laughed and looked at Gu Qingcheng's action of pouring wine: "I think you can push the theater project back first and turn it into a bar or nightclub." ”

"Good idea."

Gu Qingcheng raised the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and drank it all.

…………

In Yang Xiaoxiao's heart, Xu Muheng has always been an indestructible existence, but there is only one point, Xu Muheng's font is extremely ugly, it seems to be stacked with matchsticks, Yang Xiaoxiao specially bought a calligraphy for Xu Muheng and asked him to practice calligraphy.

"Words are like people, do you want people to automatically make up your brain as an ugly monster as soon as they see your words...... Why, don't grab my braids! ”

Yang Xiaoxiao puffed out her cheeks angrily, and when she turned around, she directly hit Xu Muheng's hand, but he dodged her and pulled her braided head rope down by the way.

Xu Muheng's face approached, "I'm Quasimodo, are you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid, why don't you be afraid, I'm not Esmeralda," Yang Xiaoxiao blinked, smiled wickedly at Xu Muheng's eyes, and carried the calligraphy practice book in his hand, "Do you write?" ”

Xu Muheng still looked indifferent, Yang Xiaoxiao made a compromise, "Just write your name, just write Xu Muheng." ”

Yang Xiaoxiao sat at the desk, her fingers tightly clutching the piece of paper with the name of "Xu Muheng" written on it, and the paper was a little wet with sweat.

Xu Muheng's words were practiced by Yang Xiaoxiao, and the first thing that can be taken out is the name.

She didn't dare to say the other words, only Xu Muheng's name was imprinted in Yang Xiaoxiao's mind, so she asked Gu Qingcheng to write Xu Muheng's name.

Although these three words are not as easy as what Xu Muheng originally wrote, they are very similar, and even say that as long as they are added, they are completely consistent.

When Meng Xi came in, he saw Yang Xiaoxiao sitting in a daze, walked over from behind, and cleared his throat, "Ha! ”

Yang Xiaoxiao was startled, turned around and saw that it was Meng Xi, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and silently put the note paper into his pocket, "Why didn't you come here in the morning?" ”

Meng Xi sat down, "It's not because of my brother." ”

"Your brother is gambling again?"

Meng Xi has an older brother who is addicted to gambling and an alcoholic father, if it weren't for the alimony paid to her by her divorced mother, as well as her own positive attitude, how could she persist in going to college.

"Yes, I'm almost annoyed by him," Meng Xi waved his hand, "But fortunately, he solved it himself, and finally saved the 20,000 yuan I deposited in the bank." ”

After work, Meng Xi received a call from the leaders of the college, because there was a subject that needed to be retaken last semester, and he needed to go back tonight to get the seat number and take the retest tomorrow.

For Meng Xi, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

Yang Xiaoxiao patted her on the shoulder, and had already gotten up with her bag and walked towards the door.

Meng Xi called Yang Xiaoxiao in a blink of an eye, "Don't you want to say something?" ”

Yang Xiaoxiao turned around, smiled, and made a gesture, "Come on!" ”

Meng Xi raised his middle finger to Yang Xiaoxiao with a gloomy face.

Yang Xiaoxiao walked to the hotel lobby with his bag on his back and wandered in the hall for a while, just thinking about whether he wanted to think of an excuse to go upstairs to find Gu Qingcheng, and the elevator in front of him opened as if pinching time.