Gu Yingqing wanted to find something to divert his attention.

Song Qiwen replied quickly.

[Yes, after last night, our company and DXN PR cooperated tacitly, and the matter was resolved, DXN was quite satisfied with us, so we plan to continue to cooperate. 】

He sent again: [Actually, it should be that your leaders want to take this opportunity to let the outside world know that DXN is not right about things, not people, and will not implicate others because of someone's responsibility. 】

To put it bluntly, I want to show my generosity, so that I can win a wave of social favor.

Gu Yingqing chatted with him.

After saying a few words about work, Song Qiwen asked her: [Did you go to dinner just now? 】

Because she hadn't replied to the message for a long time, Gu Yingqing glanced at the time when he sent the message, which was almost when she first arrived at Cheng Yuesheng's house.

Gu Yingqing: [Yes, I got off work late, I had a casual meal near the company, and I'm still on my way home. 】

Song Zhiwen; [Hard work, the same is a worker. 】

Or Song Qiwen: [What to eat? 】

Gu Yingqing: [Porridge. Do you know Chongjingzhai? 】

Song Qiwen: [I have been famous for a long time, but I haven't eaten it, so I have time to take me to taste it. 】

Gu Yingqing: [OK, wait until you are free.] 】

After about ten minutes, the car had already driven into the area where Gu Yingqing's house was, and the mobile phone vibrated again.

Song Qiwen: [Before eating porridge, do you have the honor to treat you to a big meal? 】

Gu Yingqing: [Yes, let's see which day is the right time. 】

The car drove outside the community, Gu Yingqing got off at the door on the grounds that it was narrow inside, thanked the driver, and walked to the community.

The number of messages on the WeChat icon of the mobile phone has increased by another one...

Song Qiwen: [I will go to DXN in a few days and tell you when the time comes. 】

Gu Yingqing replied with an emoji to end the conversation.

After washing up at home and lying on the bed after painting, she had a whim and searched for "Song Qiwen" on the Internet.

A biography of him, as well as news about him on major websites, are all in front of you.

There is one that is actually the official website page of their alma mater, every time Song Juwen appears in the Academy of Fine Arts, the school has to send a special overview reviewing his works and awards.

Gu Yingqing flipped through the architectural works he designed, and the style was bold and innovative, and he was accustomed to using smooth curves in shape.

He has presided over the design of many characteristic commercial office buildings, theaters, parks, etc., and even presided over the design of some foreign landmark buildings.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a talented young talent.

When Gu Yingqing went to work again, Liang Qian came to inquire about her going to visit Cheng Yuesheng.

Gu Yingqing simply said: "The wound is quite serious, and I have to continue to recuperate."

Liang Qian asked her to continue to follow up.

Gu Yingqing called him this night, "Mr. Cheng, how is your injury?"

It's like asking when the department will submit the budget statement.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds by her wording, and then politely replied, "Thank you for your concern, recovery is good."

"That's good, you take a break."

Cheng Yuesheng did not speak.

Gu Yingqing waited for him for a few seconds, and hung up the phone after politely saying "goodbye".

I didn't even bother to make a phone call for a few days.

Cheng Yuesheng took sick leave and worked remotely from home, and when the high-level meeting was held during the day, Gu Yingqing went in to deliver materials and saw him in the video.

The suit and leather shoes are no different from usual, but I feel that my hair has grown longer.

His hair is short, and a little longer is noticeable.

It was also on this day that Song Qiwen brought his team to DXN, discussed cooperation in the project department downstairs, and signed a contract.

Song Qiwen told Gu Yingqing about today's dinner last night, and the time for him to meet with DXN executives was also set in the afternoon, just after the conversation to have dinner.

When he got off work, he came upstairs and came to the top floor to greet Xu Anrong.

At the inauguration ceremony,

knew that Song Qiwen and Gu Yingqing were alumni, and Song Qiwen said that he wanted to have a light meal with his junior sister, and Xu Anrong guessed that it was Gu Yingqing.

He asked, "How long have you not seen her?"

"I haven't seen her since I graduated from college, so I didn't expect her to work in your company."

Xu Anrong smiled: "She also just came here."

After getting off work, Gu Yingqing went to the underground parking lot with Song Qiwen and got on a Cayenne.

Song Qiwen was in the huge parking lot, followed the signs to find the way, and introduced to Gu Yingqing: "I want to go to this store today is opened by my friend a few years ago, and the reputation has been very good, and the location has been reserved until a week later, fortunately, I asked him to reserve a seat for me in advance."

Gu Yingqing accosted: "I went to Dianping yesterday to take a look, and the evaluation is really good, it seems that I have been shortlisted for some awards."

"Yes, in fact, the business was not so good in the first two years, and then it was not popular to visit the store, he spent money to find a lot of food bloggers, fortunately, his chef has a hand, and the taste is good, otherwise he will not be able to accept such marketing."

Gu Yingqing is like a friend, she has questions and answers, and she is quite relaxed, without the coldness or embarrassment she imagined.

In the past, what impressed her most about Song Qiwen was his typical artist temperament, who was arrogant and unique, making it difficult for people to approach.

Now it seems that after being polished by society, the temperament is more gentle.

The restaurant is located on a street close to Tongyang Road, surrounded by small western-style buildings with a sense of history, and there are many niche western restaurants on this street.

The waiter led them to the window on the second floor.

In order to set the mood, the restaurant is dimly lit, and in addition to the tableware, there are scented candles on the table.

The sycamore leaves knocked on the window, and the shadow of the tree fell beside Gu Yingqing, and the shadow was full of shadows, and there was the sound of silver tableware tapping the plate between uses, and there were bursts of whispered conversations.

Gu Yingqing handed over the right to order food to the other party.

Song Qiwen asked people to serve the white wine he had stored here, and the meal was half eaten and half chatted for almost two hours.

Halfway through, Song said: "A senior brother of your department wants to hold a charity art exhibition, and use the proceeds to support the lives and studies of girls in poor areas, looking for former alumni everywhere to participate, before he came to me, two days ago when talking about the progress, he mentioned you, he wanted to ask you to donate a painting, but you deleted him earlier."

Speaking of this, Gu Yingqing was a little embarrassed, and smiled half-hidden.

Song Qiwen cut the steak and quipped, "I told him to let him reflect on himself and why he was deleted by his junior sister."

Gu Yingqing said, "Why don't you help me bring a painting over when you go?"

"The exhibition will start in a few days, or you can bring me the painting by the way, and I'll wait for you downstairs."

He had a good sense of boundaries, and Gu Yingqing didn't feel inappropriate, so he agreed.

After eating, Song Qiwen found a substitute driver, drove Gu Yingqing home first, and took the painting by the way.

But at this point, it is really difficult to park in the community, so you can only let the car park outside.

"Why don't I go in with you?" Song proposed, "Wait for you outside the unit, lest you go in and come out."

"It's fine."

got out of the car, Gu Yingqing and Song Qiwen walked in side by side.

A black sedan parked under the tree honked its horn, its headlights flashed, and it was blocked by the car in front and the shadow of the tree, Gu Yingqing glanced in that direction and ignored it.