9. Negotiations

"I'll see you at the hotel yesterday at eight o'clock in the evening." He said it directly in a commanding tone.

This tone made Manyun very uncomfortable, even the boss can't do this! She replied angrily: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Negotiation."

I don't know what sentence he wants to talk about, Manyun was just looking for him, and he arrived on time at eight o'clock, but he didn't expect Song Ziming to be earlier.

He should have chartered the venue, and there was no one around.

"Before talking, I want to ask Mr. Song, I called you, and you said that you are dealing with it. Have you asked me about this way of dealing with it? She put her bag down and asked unceremoniously.

Song Ziming's slender fingers slapped rhythmically on the table, "Didn't you ask now, Bai Manyun, are you willing to be my girlfriend?" ”

He looked at her seriously, and his eyes were like a big magnetic field, which attracted her to death.

I was actually attracted to him! My heart skipped a beat, and I asked with a smile as much as I could, "Real girlfriend or fake girlfriend?"

"When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and the truth is just a thought, which is not too important."

A person who drinks foreign ink actually watches "Dream of Red Mansions" and uses this subtle way to play Tai Chi with her, "Also, then why do I agree?"

Song Ziming raised his eyes and said word by word: "I am the person in charge of the Song family, and my conditions are better than Zhou Zeyu in all aspects."

Hit the snake and hit seven inches, he walked beautifully! Knowing that Manyun can't look down on those places, maybe even he can't look down on them. But Zhou Zeyu is her heart disease, so the chance of success is much greater!

I don't know how he can see what Zhou Zeyu means to her, but this move is indeed the right move.

Sure enough, when Manyun heard this, her whole body stiffened, and she licked her dry lips for a while, "I promise you." ”

Song Ziming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "There is also the person in charge of the Erte Rongcheng area, I ......"

Manyun interrupted him, "No, I'm sure I can get it myself." ”

Erte is the best and largest hotel chain in Rongcheng, and it is her goal to be the person in charge of it, and she doesn't want to do it this way.

Song Ziming lowered his eyes, feeling that he looked down on her.

In that case, let's move on to the next step, he suddenly applauded, and two people walked up, one holding a rose, the other holding a box in his hand.

Song Ziming walked up to her and handed her the flowers, and in the box was a necklace, which he possessed and put on for her.

The person who delivered the things left, and he hugged Manyun's neck, "Hello, girlfriend." ”

It's very romantic, and the people in the hotel look at them from a distance and feel like a pair of wall people.

Manyun was not happy, feeling that this was a romantic trap designed by Jing Jing, and everything was in his calculations. Compared with now, when Song Ziming put clothes on her that day, she was moved for a moment.

She put the flowers on the table, pushed Song Ziming away, took off the necklace slowly, and lifted the bag, "Mr. Song, is this a drama addiction?" Sing this soulful play. Negotiation is like negotiation, I am the most incomprehensible, I understand Mr. Song's kindness, good night. ”

She was still wearing clothes from work, a pink shirt, and a black hip-wrapping skirt, which showed that her figure was bumpy and convex, she walked quickly, and her slender figure quickly melted into the night.

Song Ziming threw the necklace on the table directly into the wine glass, and the diamonds on the necklace glowed beautifully through the red wine.

Ready to go home, he went halfway there, went back to scoop it up again, and said to himself: "Ugly woman who doesn't understand the amorous feelings."

This woman really didn't understand the amorous feelings, and she didn't leave any room for scolding, and actually said that he was singing! It seems that the circle says that she is a cold beauty, not for no reason.