Fifth, the tip of the needle to the wheat
The two of them walked dryly, attracting many people's side eyes, and she casually found a topic, "Mr. Song, you also came to Saitama's birthday party." โ
"Can you come, but can't I?"
"......" was still grateful to him for his help just now, but unexpectedly, he immediately changed his face again, "Yes, even if I can't come, you can come." โ
It's just an ordinary greeting, he actually understood this meaning, and Manyun was embarrassed.
Poor kung fu is still online, Song Ziming raised his eyebrows, "If you can have a relationship with Zhou Zeyu, what kind of work do you still come to our Song family to do?" "The tone is sour.
Song Ziming felt that the way they talked together was very dazzling.
She didn't want to continue the topic, "I don't quite understand Mr. Song's logic, I can talk to Mr. Zhou a few words to get into a relationship?" So how many people in this venue are related to Mr. Zhou? โ
โยทยทยทยทยทยทโ With sharp teeth and sharp mouths, he couldn't find the words to refute it, but it was obvious that the relationship between the two of them was not ordinary, otherwise how could he say those words?
"Mr. Song has a lot of opportunities, and it is normal that he can't react for a while. I'll go to Saitama to borrow some clothes, and trouble Mr. Song to wait for me here. โ
Without waiting for him to speak, Manyun left.
Looking at her back, Song Ziming took out the phone and called the assistant, "Send me a copy of Bai Manyun's information, and check if the company's personnel file is not complete enough." "It's okay if you don't admit it, he has a way.
Seeing Song Ziming and Bai Manyun talking, Zhou Zeyu looked at them suspiciously, not knowing how they could intersect.
Song Ziming did not shy away from it, and raised the cup in his direction before turning around.
Finally changed his skirt, and Manyun went to him with his clothes.
Seeing him alone in the garden, she walked over and handed him the clothes, "Mr. Song, thank you." โ
He took the clothes, "No thanks, but why did the eldest lady of the Bai family come to our company and deign to be a manager?" โ
Seeing that her relationship with Zhou Zeyu was not ordinary, I guessed that her surname Bai was not accidental, or Bai from the four major families, and she was still slightly surprised when she received the information from the assistant, as well as her relationship with Zhou Zeyu.
But since it's the Bai family, things are even more interesting.
She begs to agree with this title, she has not been since the year her parents died. "There is one thing that is also very strange to me, many people in it are discussing Mr. Song, and some people are disgraced when they hear Mr. Song's name?"
Song Ziming's aura around him became weird, his eyes stared at her sharply, and his tone was not good, "Bai Manyun, there are some things you can't control, you can't even ask." โ
"Oh~~" her voice fluctuated, "Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself." โ
She mean, since you don't want to talk about your own business, why force me? The two looked at each other, and Bai Manjun did not back down.
Song Ziming is angry, this dead woman is completely different from when she was in the bar! Covered in thorns.
The smell of gunpowder was strong in the air, and the tips of the needles were on the wheat mangs. If it weren't for Lin Qiyu's timely appearance, the two of them wouldn't know when they would stare at it.
"Have you met Zhou Zeyu? He didn't do anything to you, did he? Manyun motioned to someone next to her, and she saw Song Ziming, "Brother Ziming, why don't you go in?" My dad just asked me if you came. โ
His eyes were still on Manyun, "Let's go." โ
staring at her heart, seeing that he was gone, Lin Qiyu said: "Don't mess with him, you only came to Rongcheng later, you don't know many things, he is very dangerous." โ
She did come to her uncle's house in Rongcheng after the death of her parents. Just this kind of demon king of the mixed world, she is not curious, the farther away the better.
The coat in Song Ziming's hand still had the smell of her perfume, faintly and leisurely to his nose.
He has always been unaccustomed to the smell of perfume, but it is rare to find it smelling good.