Song Can couldn't hold back for a while and sneered. She really couldn't understand the reason why he had to do this, it stands to reason that Han Su wouldn't be so unmeasured in doing things, and couldn't help asking, "Is it good for you to use Zhang Ziqiu?" ”

"What do you say?" No matter what the question, he answered it ambiguously, obviously as if he would definitely not tell you.

Song Can was deflated, and suddenly felt a little annoyed, if this person was really Han Su's sweetheart, she would probably say that she would wear out her mouth all afternoon, and things were just standing still, "I hope Mr. Han can think about it again, if you have to use Zhang Ziqiu, you'd better go and talk to Han Dong yourself." ”

mentioned Han Haiming again, the kind of ridicule on Han Su's face became a sneer, "You don't have to use my father's name to pressure me repeatedly, just talk about things, Zhang Ziqiu's current image and popularity are very suitable for participation." ”

Song Can didn't want to make any more pointless arguments, "I just have one request, when there is any news to make Han Dong angry, you'd better show up, don't let me suffer alone." ”

"Are you aggrieved?"

"Very." Song Can was blunt.

Han Su smiled, "Didn't you always feel indifferent?" ”

"Can you not be wronged when you sacrifice your life? If you don't like me, you won't like me. Song Can snorted twice, and after saying it, he was really a little aggrieved.

Han Su raised his eyes and remained silent.

After being silent for a while, Song Can said curtly: "It's okay, I'll go down and do things." ”

"Come with me to the hospital to donate blood the morning after tomorrow, and I will call someone to pick you up."

"Huh?" Song Can didn't react at once, "What kind of blood donation?" ”

Han Su raised his eyes, his expression was a little serious, "Charity activities, don't you know about the incident of the bullet train colliding and derailing half a month ago?" The hospital's blood bank was not enough, and then a charity event was held, and the money was donated, and now it is time to donate blood. There are media who will come to take pictures, which can improve the image. ”

Of course Song Can knows about the collision of the bullet train, and the heat of this matter has not dissipated yet. But why do you want to donate blood? She never donates blood, "Well, it's a good thing, let's find Zhang Ziqiu, just enough to warm up." Then Mr. Han will work hard to pay and bleed, and I will ask my subordinates to write a public relations draft to praise you. ”

He raised his eyebrows, "Zhang Ziqiu is obviously not suitable." ”

Song Can sighed twice in his heart and said, "Why? I think it's a good fit. ”

"If you are too famous, it is easy to cause a commotion and affect the normal operation of the hospital, you are the most suitable."

Song Can frowned, "Can I say no?" ”

"What do you think?"

"I'm a panda blood type, and I don't have enough for myself, so I feel distressed when I donate it." Song Can pouted, in fact, she also hated her rare blood type, in case one day, she had an accident and waited for a blood transfusion, it felt like she was hopeless.

Han Su was silent for a while, then smiled coldly, "Who are you fooling?" If it's a panda blood type, you should donate it and save the blood bank for yourself, isn't it? In case one day, you need to just use your own, the best of both worlds. ”

Song Can smiled, but quickly sank his face again, the idea was indeed very good, but he was obviously protecting the other, "Sima Zhao's heart, protecting Zhang Ziqiu, don't be so high-sounding in front of me"

"Really? If I'm not mistaken, pulling you to appear in public should be maintaining your image. ”

"Dedication, dedication, must offer. Thank you very much, for your willingness to defend me, thank you. Song Can said this with a smile.

Han Su ignored her and only waved his hand and motioned for her to go out.

When she was about to reach the door, he suddenly looked up again, with a smile in his tone, and said half-truthfully: "If you want me to like you, you should work hard yourself." ”

Song Can paused and didn't look back, Han Su couldn't see the expression on her face, only heard her say, "Okay." The tone was flat, but there was still a hint of self-deprecation.

He watched her out, his expression turned cold, and he stared at the closed door for a moment before retracting his gaze, and the corners of his lips curled in a very shallow curvature.