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When Song Qingchun arrived at "Jinling", it was already ten o'clock.

The seat was booked by Su Zhinian's secretary, and he sent her a text message in the morning and told her the room number.

Song Qingchun hadn't been to "Jinling" for three months, and as soon as she stepped into the lobby, she almost thought she had come to the wrong place.

"Jinling" has been renovated, and it has been magnificent and jaw-dropping before, and now it is even more luxurious.

Song Qingchun reported the room number at the front desk, and the waiter politely led her up to the second floor.

The name of the room that Su Zhinian ordered was particularly elegant, called "Peony Pavilion", as if to set off this name, and two pots of real peonies were specially placed at the door. In winter, it can be so delicate and gorgeous, "Jinling" really spent a lot of money.

The waiter took Song Qingchun to the door and left, Song Qingchun pushed the door in by himself, Su Zhinian wore a white shirt, sat on a carved wooden chair with a unique posture, and was answering the phone.

Song Qingchun closed the door and looked around the room before walking to the dining table.

The heat in the room was a little heavy, and every minute Song Qingchun came in, it was so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her head, she took off her coat, and with great difficulty moved away from the solid wood chair opposite Su Zhinian, and sat down.

Su Zhinian has been here for a while, and the tea on the table has run out of heat.

As she sat down, he turned his head sideways, glanced at her, and then continued on the phone, all of which were a bunch of business words.

Song Menghua actually wanted her to learn business management when she was in college, and then after graduation, she entered Song's enterprise to help Song Cheng. Anyway, she was really not interested in those things, and when she heard what percentage and what profit amount, her head became a little bigger.

But fortunately, although Su Zhinian's voice is cold, the sound quality is pleasant, and the person who listens to it is comfortable physically and mentally.

Song Qingchun listened quietly and obediently for a while, then looked sideways at the window.

The lights in the room were turned on too brightly, and the window became a mirror, and Song Qingchun could see Su Zhinian's expression clearly from the window.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, the nose is straight, the short hair is neatly cut and stylish, all tied up with hair wax, revealing a broad and full forehead, and the yellow light in the room, which has a soft effect, hits his body, making him look like a painting that has been retouched in the later stage.

Fortunately, he didn't enter the entertainment industry, otherwise the little fresh meat that is now popular would probably have cried and fainted in the toilet...... Just as Song Qingchun was thinking wildly, Su Zhinian suddenly stretched out his slender fingers and knocked on the table in front of her.

Song Qingchun hurriedly came back to her senses, saw that Du Su Zhinian pushed the menu in front of her with one hand, and then continued to knock on it, signaling her to see what she wanted to eat first, and then took her eyes away and continued to answer the phone, when she was an air person.

Originally, the meal was scheduled for seven o'clock, but it was pushed to eight o'clock, Song Qingchun was really hungry, she opened the menu, instinctively went to find the dishes she liked to eat, and then when she saw the price, she almost burst out of her mouth with a dirty word.

If you don't have such a play, you will decorate it, why do you have to raise the price of vegetables by 30%?

Song Qingchun secretly touched his wallet, and then slowly closed the menu.

She decided not to order, Su Zhinian ordered anything, she would eat, one person ordering food, it was better than two people ordering fewer dishes, right? How much can you save......