Manyun didn't know what was wrong with Song Ziming, and since he came back from going out, he hadn't given Manyun a good look.

Forget it, boss heart, submarine needle. As long as she doesn't find fault, she's thankful.

Unexpectedly, Song Ziming opened his mouth by himself, he said: "You and Zhihua are from the same school?"

"Well, I always called him senior at the time, and I haven't changed my words now." It seems that the words need to be changed, and the boss is not small.

Song Ziming's facial expression was unfazed, "It's okay, I don't mind what you call him." ”

"......" Manyun was speechless, he actually thought she was explaining the relationship between them? What can I say about him?

"What did he mean when he said that you do this every time you have a birthday?" He pretended to ask Manyun casually, but in fact, he had always been haunted by this sentence in his heart.

The expression on Bai Manyun's face became gloomy, and he tilted his head to the other side, "It's just that if the season changes in the past few days on your birthday, you will catch a cold and become a habit." ”

always felt that it was not all the truth, and since she didn't want to say it, Song Ziming didn't continue to ask.

The two of them were in the ward, and it was rare that there was no-for-tat, but they spent the afternoon peacefully together.

When I came out of the hospital, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Although she shirked and said to take a taxi, Song Ziming still insisted on sending her.

Sent her downstairs to the community, Manyun was about to get out of the car, and his voice came from behind, "Just left?"

"Huh?" She looked back blankly, her eyes dilated and her lips slightly open. Obviously, the powder was not applied, and the little face was still a little pale.

But there is an indescribable beauty, and even the breath is thin.

Song Ziming suddenly approached and pecked her on the lips, "Remember, every time you separate in the future, you have to kiss it, every time!" Huh?"

She was not a fledgling little girl, but her face instantly turned red, more beautiful than blush.

She didn't answer, almost ran away, reassuring herself all the way that it must be the face that turned upside down that confused her.

She patted her face and said, "Bai Manyun, wake up, he is not a boy singing love songs in a foreign country, he is your boss and nominal boyfriend." ”

Manyun never forgot that Song Ziming, who sat on the stage and sang softly, she was almost like a magic barrier, always combining two Song Ziming with completely different images.

Bai Manjun rests at home on Sundays and goes to work normally on Mondays. was supposed to have a job on Sunday, but he was pushed by Song Ziming.

The results of the charity gala that Erte is fighting for will be announced today, and the preliminary preparations have been sufficient, and this is only the final report.

It's a national gala that focuses on blind children. Which hotel is grabbing this opportunity, the main ones are local influential entrepreneurs in Rongcheng, as well as representatives of the organizers.

"Representative of the Erte Hotel, Ms. Bai Manyun, please come in."

Seeing the people sitting on the judges' seat, Manyun was a little stiff, not only Zhou Zeyu was there, but Song Ziming was also there.

Accustomed to seeing the many frightens that life gave her, she sorted out her mood in a moment, "Hello judges, I am the representative of Erte, I believe you have already read our application materials, we Erte, no matter what aspect ......"

Song Ziming listened to her eloquent conversation, his face changed several times, and he finally understood why Bai Manyun spoke for him so effectively in the last meeting, because she was professional enough. It seems that the last time he said to her, the person in charge of the Erte Rong City region really underestimated her.

Holding the pen in his hand, he kept turning it until the person next to him pushed him before he reacted, "Mr. Song, Mr. Chen asked you something." ”

Mr. Chen is the representative of the organizer, "Mr. Song, are you satisfied with Miss Bai's performance?" ”

He saw Bai Manyun on the stage, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, standing very straight, and his face became smaller and smaller from a distance. "Manager Bai is well-known in the mall, and he is the best person selected by our Erte, so I am naturally satisfied. However, it is inconvenient for me and her to talk in public or private, and other people's opinions are more important. ”

Everyone smiled heartily, making Manyun embarrassed on stage.

Mr. Chen turned his words to Zhou Zeyu, "Mr. Zhou, as Erte's competitor, what do you think?" ”

Bai Manyun completely regarded him as a stranger, and bowed to her with a light smile, "Mr. Zhou, criticism is welcome." ”

His expression turned away unnaturally, "Vine...... Manager Bai is humble, I think it's good. He originally wanted to be called Manyun, but he changed his words in time.

"Since Mr. Zhou thinks it's good as the biggest competitor, then let's ......" he thought for a while, "Miss Bai, I want to ask you a question." ”

"You say."

"What is it that the more you have, the more you can't see?"

Without thinking, she replied, "Darkness." ”

Mr. Chen laughed, stood up and shook hands with Song Ziming, "Mr. Song, happy cooperation." ”

Manyun's heart finally landed, Song Ziming didn't forget to take the time to give her a thumbs up, Manyun smiled and blinked.

Zhou Zeyu saw all this, he loosened his tie and walked out.

In the past, there was the relationship between Song Ziming and Bai Manyun, and then Bai Manyun got the right to handle the charity party, and Erte was in the limelight for a while.

Old Man Song was happy to see it, "Ziming, this kid, looks stubborn...... It would be good if he was with the girl from the Bai family. ”

How is it possible that everything will go as planned? I don't dare to count the hexagrams, I am afraid of the impermanence of heaven!