Shen Zhixing said with a smile: "I said you, I usually say that I pick, but now I invite you to dinner and still beat you up?" ”

"It's usually picking, what? Got rich today? Zhou Fusheng raised his head and stared at him, as if he could see into his heart.

Shen Zhixing said mysteriously: "Yes, otherwise it will be your turn to be naked?" ”

Zhou Fusheng chuckled, and the corners of his lips overflowed with a little helplessness.

He's used to it.

"That's right." Shen Zhixing raised his hand, gave him a chopstick dish, and said seemingly casually: "How are you and that Song Jingyu doing?" ”

Zhou Fusheng sighed lightly, glanced at him with disdain, and said lightly: "I've been very idle at work recently, and I want to worry about everything?" ”

"I'll just talk about it."

Seeing that his face changed, Shen Zhixing hurriedly turned over, his fingers trembled slightly, and he couldn't catch anything with his chopsticks a few times, and looked at the door uncertainly.

Zhou Fusheng followed his gaze, but it was empty, so he asked, "Is there anyone else coming?" ”

"Nope! No one is coming. Shen Zhixing's voice suddenly rose.

attracted the neighboring tables to look over.

Shen Zhixing's expression froze, and he laughed dryly, "I mean, no one is coming." ”

"Stupid in your head?" Zhou Fusheng sneered, glanced at the dish that Shen Zhixing had just clipped, seemed to dislike his chopsticks, and directly asked the waiter to come over and change the tableware.

And this time, Shen Zhixing did not ridicule him for his cleanliness as usual.

He seemed to be in a state of flux.

Approaching nine o'clock, Song Jingyu arrived as promised.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Shen Zhixing.

Before he could speak, he was taken by Song Jingyu.

"Doctor Shen! What a coincidence, you're here too! She walked over with a smile and sat next to Zhou Fusheng, completely ignoring how complicated Shen Zhixing's expression was at the moment.

"Why did she come?" Zhou Fusheng's face darkened instantly, and his eyes staring at Shen Zhixing gradually dimmed.

Song Jingyu hurriedly relieved him: "I passed by here, and I just happened to see Dr. Shen, so I came over, what's wrong with you today?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm talking to my friend." Zhou Fusheng glanced back at her, his eyes were cold, as if the two had never known each other.

She couldn't believe it, but she had nothing to say.

I had to shut my mouth shut.

Her mind was in a mess, and she didn't hear what Zhou Fusheng and Shen Zhixing said later.

The next few days.

She didn't go to Zhou Fusheng again.

It wasn't until the day the plane took off that she received a message from Shen Zhixing, and everything went well.

Let's hope it doesn't go wrong this time.

Song Jingyu looked at the mobile phone screen in a daze, and the sudden silence surprised Jiang Chongzhou.

"Don't worry." Jiang Chongzhou patted her on the shoulder, with a shallow smile on his face, and his voice was gentle and magnetic, like a brother next door, "Come out to negotiate the contract, by the way, you can relax, don't push yourself so hard." ”

Song Jingyu subconsciously avoided his touch, deliberately alienated, "I don't want to be like this more than you." ”

"I'm sorry." Jiang Chongzhou retracted his hand in embarrassment.

He was a little cramped.

He couldn't hide this kind of crampedness, and Song Jingyu could see through it at a glance.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Jiang, the airport has arrived." Xiao Xu parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car to open the door for Song Jingyu.

This business trip was Jiang Chongzhou and Song Jingyu together, which was rare, and everyone in the company knew that the two had always been at odds.

Not to mention working together.

The reason why we went together this time was because of Song Wanan's intentions, and he was very optimistic about Jiang Chongzhou.

……

Half an hour later.

Song Jingyu and Zhou Fusheng met unexpectedly on the plane.

Seeing her coming, Zhou Fusheng turned his head to the side and looked out the window, looking careless, Song Jingyu also pretended not to see it, and sat with Jiang Chongzhou on the diagonal side of him and Shen Zhixing.

"Sleep, you look tired." Jiang Chongzhou found a blanket to cover her gently.

Song Jingyu suddenly seemed to be a different person, changed her previous indifference, and raised her hand to cut his hair.

Jiang Chongzhou was stunned.

She unconsciously glanced back, looked at Zhou Fusheng, and then turned her head back and smiled with satisfaction, "Your hair is a little messy." ”