Song Qingchun stopped at Su Zhinian's door, and subconsciously raised his foot and kicked at Su Zhinian's box door.

When her feet were about to touch the door, her mind suddenly flashed what Cheng Qingli had just said to herself downstairs.

Tonight, Mr. Li is a very important partner of Su's enterprise, and he has a bit of a government background behind him, and Su Zhinian's recent new real estate development in Hainan needs his relationship......

She kicked it up, she was happy, but what if she swept away that Mr. Li's excitement and messed up Su Zhinian's business?

Song Qingchun stopped his movements and slowly lowered his feet.

She stared at the closed box door, her dark eyes gurgling twice, and then she turned her head back and forth to look at the long hallway, empty, and there was no one.

She bit her finger and quietly pressed her head against the box door.

All the splendid facilities are first-class, and the sound insulation effect is so good that Song Qingchun leaned against the door, held his breath, and listened attentively for a long time, his little face was red, and he didn't hear the slightest movement inside.

Could it be that she didn't post it in the right place?

Song Qingchun thought about it, so he changed his head to a different place, but he still didn't hear it; continued to change, but still did not hear; Then I changed, and then I couldn't hear it...... Song Qingchun tried hard to stand on tiptoe, and the whole person stuck to the door like an octopus, still unable to hear......

Song Qingchun changed countless postures, but she never heard it, and when her patience was exhausted, she couldn't help but secretly scold the brilliance in her heart.

She took a step back irritably, leaned against the wall across the door, nibbled her fingers, and began to study the door of the box.

If the door can't be heard, what about the crack in the door?

Song Qingchun's eyes lit up, and she rushed forward without thinking about it, and began to listen to the crack in the door, she couldn't hear it on the left, and she couldn't hear it on the right, she simply lay on the ground regardless of the image, and finally through the crack in the door below, Song Qingchun heard a lost sound.

Singing was going on inside, like an English song...... The sound was very faint, and I couldn't hear what the song was.

Song Qingchun tried hard to stick her head to the crack of the door even more, and her face was squeezed a little painful...... I finally heard it clearly, it seemed to be noboby...... Song Qingchun was so excited that he was just about to stick it on the door seam a little harder, when the elevator in the distance suddenly clanged.

Someone's coming...... Song Qingchun hurriedly raised his head and saw a male waiter walking out of the elevator.

What to do?

Song Qingchun blinked, a light flashed under her dark eyes, and the next second she pretended that she had accidentally fallen to the ground, got up with a painful face, and then limped towards the waiter.

When he passed by the waiter, he politely said hello, and then asked with concern: "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Song Qingchun shook his head, pretended to rub his arm, as if he had been hurt, and turned into the bathroom.

Leaning on the door of the bathroom, Song Qingchun breathed a long sigh of relief, and then waited in the bathroom for a while before pulling the door open and poking his head out.

I happened to see the waiter walk out of the box where Su Zhinian was.

They called the waiter to order something? That is, the waiter will come to their box later?