Chapter 3: The Tsundere God Lives in My House (3)
Su Zhinian's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and before anyone could react, Song Qingchun had already stepped on high heels and walked in front of him: "Su Zhinian." ”
Few people in the company dared to call the president by his name, let alone a woman, and the senior executives who followed Su Zhinian couldn't help but have a little inquiring look on their faces, staring at Song Qingchun up and down carefully.
Song Qingchun was a little uncomfortable by the gaze of those people, but he still tried to hold calm on his face, opened a pair of dark eyes, looked at Su Zhinian and spoke again: "Su Zhinian, can you ......"
Song Qingchun only said a few words, and was interrupted by Su Zhinian's somewhat cold tone: "Miss, may I ask, am I so familiar with you that I call him by his name?" ”
Song Qingchun opened her mouth and stared at Su Zhinian's indifferent face without any emotion for a while, she thought that last night, Su Zhinian didn't even give herself a chance to open her mouth and blasted herself out of the house, for fear that he would still be like this this time, so she took a step back, bowed to Su Zhinian respectfully, and said politely and detachedly: "Mr. Su, hello, my name is Song Qingchun, can you give me ten minutes?" ”
"I can't." Su Zhinian bluntly threw the word Song Qingchun, and directly bypassed her and walked out of the door.
She has looked for him many times, most of them either didn't see anyone, or they couldn't speak, last night there were finally two people left alone, and he was blasted out of the house, and now that he is gone, she doesn't know when she will have another chance to talk to him......
Song Qingchun instinctively raised his hand and pulled Su Zhinian's hand.
His palms are dry and warm, and unlike his people, they are cold and indifferent.
When Song Qingchun touched Su Zhinian's hand, her fingertips trembled, as if she was about to let go, and then as if she had made up her mind, she continued to grasp his hand, I don't know if it was because she was holding his hand, her voice trembled a little: "It's just ten minutes...... If not, five minutes can be ......"
Su Zhinian still didn't pay attention to what Song Qingchun said, just lowered his eyelids condescendingly, looked at her and grabbed his hand tightly, his gaze was slightly fixed.
Su Zhinian's silence and lack of dodging made Song Qingchun settle down slightly: "Mr. Su, can you take a step to speak, I came to you today to talk to you about business......
"Not interested." Su Zhinian came back to his senses in an instant, didn't wait for Song Qingchun to finish speaking, and directly refused coldly, and then continued to glance at Song Qingchun holding his hand, pursed his lips slightly, and then directly and vigorously withdrew his hand.
Su Zhinian's strength was a little great, so that Song Qingchun, who was wearing high heels, didn't stand firmly, and the person followed his strength and rushed forward, but fortunately, the security guard on the side quickly stretched out his hand and held her arm, so that she didn't fall.
In the next second, Su Zhinian's aggressive gaze shot at the security guard: "I paid you to come here not as a decoration, don't put any messy people in the company!" ”
The security guard was a little inexplicable, but he dared to be angry and hurriedly let go of Song Qingchun's arm, stood honestly, and said respectfully to Su Zhinian: "Yes." ”
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