12. Embroidered pillow with a pack of grass
"Hello, Mr. Zhai." Lin Miao greeted with a smile.
Zhai Jin's eyes flashed, and his tone was a little playful: "You don't know me anymore?" ”
Lin Miao was surprised, should she know him?
"I remember one time you went to dinner with your father many years ago, and you were wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses."
Lin Miao stiffened slightly, it was really many years ago, and she remembered wearing black-framed glasses in high school? At that time, my father still had contact with Zhai Xintong, and it seemed that he had brought her to dinner once. However, she had no impression of Zhai Jin at all.
But it doesn't matter if she has an impression of Zhai Jin at the moment, since the other party is trying to get closer to each other, she is as good as she is. Walked directly into the door and sat down at the head of Zhai Jin, leaning on the sofa at will, and seeing Manager Chen in the afterglow, he immediately walked away from the door with great interest. Tonight, she wore a light blue suit, and when a light smile floated on the corner of her mouth, it was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and her tone softened: "You still remember what happened many years ago." ”
Zhai Jin smiled when he heard this, and after extinguishing the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, his words changed sharply: "Actually, I don't remember, it was reminded by the people below." It is rumored that Media Asia and Nanxing have just signed a project for Galaxy? ”
"It's just a small order, He Laozhai is always worried." Lin Miao replied quietly, as far as she knew, Rong Cheng had also been interested in fighting for this project before, but she had cut it off first.
Zhai Jin raised his eyebrows, "Rong Cheng has an AI intelligence project that is about to be launched recently, I wonder if you are interested in cooperating with us?" ”
What is it called? Proactive door-to-door business? Lin Miao's face was not too aggressive, and she was about to ask about the specific matters of the project, when suddenly Manager Chen went back and forth, and her face was still anxious.
"Mr. Zhai, something is going on down there."
Zhai Jin frowned: "Didn't you see me and Xiao Miao talking about things?" ”
Lin Miao's heartbeat missed half a beat, and she felt slightly uncomfortable with Zhai Jin's familiar call for "Xiao Miao", and his voice was relatively shallow, reading her name like this, as if he was doting.
Manager Chen was silent for a moment, but still said something: "It seems that Miss Jiang has an argument with someone. ”
When Zhai Jin heard this, he immediately asked, "Who is Xiao Ling messing with?" ”
I don't know if it's Lin Miao's illusion, this Manager Chen glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhai Jin got up in understanding, "Xiao Miao, let's go down and have a look." ”
Lin Miao had to go downstairs with her, and there was nothing unusual in the hall, but she saw Manager Chen leading them out of the side door to the inner garden of the hotel. Almost immediately, I saw a group of people gathered in front of me, and there was a commotion.
Lin Miao squinted, how could that tall figure look a little like Lin Yan? His feet couldn't help but speed up his pace, and even crossed Zhai Jin without knowing it, and he didn't notice the light flashing in Zhai Jin's eyes.
When Lin Miao walked quickly to the nearest place and squeezed into the circle, he saw a little girl in the open space doing a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall to the burly and tall man in front of her, and the person who fell out was not Lin Yan, who was it?
The little girl clapped her hands twice and raised her chin: "I warned you not to pester me anymore, if you don't listen, then don't blame me for being rude." ”
Lin Yan's expression was stunned, and he watched the little girl pass in front of him in a daze.
A crisp and soft voice floated over: "Brother Jin, why are you here?" The little girl's blushing face was not at all like the momentum when she threw Lin Yan over her shoulder just now, but like a girl next door.
Zhai Jin's dark eyes had a faint smile: "Xiao Ling, if you are so barbaric again, you won't be able to get married." ”
The little girl snorted softly: "It's those men who embroider pillows and a bag of grass." ”
Lin Miao touched her nose and felt slightly embarrassed.