Just when Zhou Qichuan closed the door, Song Zhiyuan's long eyelashes trembled lightly on the bed, and he slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

Zhou Qichuan walked out of the lounge, glanced at a few executives who were still in a state of confusion, and went straight out.

"Mr. Zhou."

Seeing Zhou Qichuan come out again, Su Meng immediately buried her head, and her voice was two points lower than usual.

Zhou Qichuan's face was not very good-looking, and he asked in a deep voice, "Manager Song is looking for me, why don't you report it in time?" ”

"It was Manager Song himself who said that you didn't let her come up." Su Meng's voice became even more nervous.

"There is no next time, Manager Song can come and go in my office at any time, as long as she wants." Zhou Qichuan instructed, and threw the few documents in his hand on Su Meng's table, "Make five copies and bring them in." ”

"Yes, Mr. Zhou." Su Meng trembled, and waited for Zhou Qichuan to turn around and leave before she dared to raise her head.

Zhou Qichuan cares so much about Song Zhiyuan, it seems that Song Zhiyuan is quite unusual.

After returning to the office, Zhou Qichuan and several executives continued the meeting, but they deliberately kept their voices low so low that just a few people could hear them.

Zhou Qichuan obviously lowered his voice, several executives were not stupid, and naturally understood why, so everyone spoke quietly, for fear of arguing with Song Zhiyuan, who was sleeping in the lounge.

While holding a meeting, several people were thinking about the mission of Song Zhiyuan, when did Song Zhiyuan hook up with Qichuan last week.

Their new president is really amazing, not only has strong ability in all aspects, but also enjoys life so well, knows how to be happy, and even eats the grass by the nest so unscrupulously, which really makes them admire, really admire!

I'm afraid that there are more than one or two grasses to eat in this nest.

Tsk, out of reach!

In the lounge, after Song Zhiyuan woke up, he looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, and slowed down for a while before he reacted, and he actually slept on the bed in Zhou Qichuan's lounge.

Although she had only been to this lounge once, she was impressed, after all, she was so proactive that time.

With a deep sigh, she rolled over and got out of bed.

The door was closed, it was quiet, and there was no sound outside.

Could it be that Zhou Qichuan's meeting is over? Otherwise, how could he have the strength to carry himself into the lounge.

She sat on the edge of the bed for a while, saw the documents that were thrown on the sofa and picked them up, got up and sorted out the clothes on her body, then took the papers and walked out.

When she came to the door, she raised her hand and unscrewed the door, and lifted her eyes to see—

In the conference area outside, several people heard the soft sound of "clicking" to open the door, and they all turned their heads to look.

When everyone looked at them, Song Zhiyuan was immediately stunned.

The next second she reacted, she subconsciously wanted to go back.

But the reason of existence told her that she couldn't go back, otherwise she would be a thief.

"Why did you wake up?"

Just when Song Zhiyuan hadn't figured out what she was going to do, Zhou Qichuan had already curled the corners of his lips and spoke at her.

Song Zhiyuan took a light breath, forcibly calmed down, and said with a formulaic smile raised at the corner of his mouth, "Sorry to disturb you!" I'll come back later. ”

As soon as the words fell, she lifted her leg and was about to walk in the direction of the office door.

"No, you don't." Zhou Qichuan immediately stopped her, and then, pulled a chair next to her, patted it, and said, "Iris, come here." ”

Song Zhiyuan only took a step, and when he heard the words, he paused and raised his eyes to look over.

Facing her hesitant and confused gaze, Zhou Qichuan smiled helplessly, and in the next second, under the extremely shocked gaze of the other five executives, he got up, took a pair of long legs, and walked straight towards Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, "......"

This dog man, is he planning to let the whole company know about their relationship?

Wouldn't it be too arrogant!

Just thinking about it, Zhou Qichuan had already walked in front of her, stretched out his long arms, directly held her hand hanging by his side, and clenched it.

Song Zhiyuan immediately struggled subconsciously.

Zhou Qichuan clenched her hand harder, and found that her face was gradually spreading red, and her lips were wilting, "What's the matter, I'm sorry?" ”

Song Zhiyuan glared at him, with obvious warning in his eyes.

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head and smiled, his slightly rough thumb kept rubbing the back of her delicate and smooth hand, and said, "It's so troublesome to run back and forth, it's better to sit down and listen together, you can also give some opinions about the collapsed entertainment city." ”

After the words fell, he led Song Zhiyuan to the conference table in the office area.

Song Zhiyuan struggled again, but it was useless.

Since it's useless, then just be generous, let Zhou Qichuan lead her, she walked in front of a few shocked and stunned executives, curled her lips and smiled decently, and said, "I hope I didn't disturb a few." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled and sat down in his original position, then patted the position next to him again, and motioned for Song Zhiyuan to sit down as well.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, forcibly withdrew the hand he was still holding, and then sat down hard.

Waiting for Song Zhiyuan to sit down, Zhou Qichuan folded a pair of long legs and leaned into the back of the chair, and then grabbed Song Zhiyuan's hand, put it on his thigh, glanced at the five executives, and said lightly, "Go on!" ”

One of the executives reacted, pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, and said weakly, "Mr. Zhou, Manager Song is just a manager in the personnel department, we are discussing the project of Qingcheng Mountain, it is not suitable for her to sit here, right?" ”

"Really?" Zhou Qichuan's voice fell cold in vain, and his knife-like eyes swept towards the executive, and he said quietly, "But I think it's quite appropriate." ”

Song Zhiyuan also looked at the executive, smiled elegantly and said, "Mr. Cui, many things in the Qingcheng Mountain collapse project still have to be handled by the personnel department, and I will be responsible for them, so there is nothing wrong with me sitting here." ”

The executive known as "Mr. Cui" is also sharp-eyed and clever, seeing Zhou Qichuan protecting Song Zhiyuan like this, he was immediately convinced, and said with a smile, "That's my mouth, Manager Song don't blame." ”

Song Zhiyuan bowed slightly, and said with a smile, "How come, Mr. Cui is dedicated to doing things for the company." ”

Mr. Cui pulled the corners of his lips and smiled awkwardly, and the meeting continued.

Half an hour later, the meeting ended, and the project on the collapse of Qingcheng Mountain had a result.

The main building of the project collapsed, and several other buildings were in the same danger, so all the buildings of the entire project needed to be blown up manually.

As for whether it will be rebuilt or not, I will not talk about it for the time being.

At the meeting just now, we discussed the plan of manual bombing.

Now that the plan has been determined, it will be submitted to the relevant departments for approval.

The five executives got up and left, and Song Zhiyuan naturally stood up to see them off.

"Oh, yes." Just as the five executives turned around to leave, Zhou Qichuan also stood up, reached out to take Song Zhiyuan into his arms, and then met the puzzled eyes of the five executives, and said with a smile on his face, "Reintroduction, Song Zhiyuan, my wife." ”

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