Many days have passed, and Mencius has thought of Song Yunshen more than once in his idle and panicked days.

She had been wrong before.

Song Yunshen is not idle at all.

I don't know what's going on recently, but I always push her some hot news and short videos about Song Yunshen on my phone.

In the morning, the Los Angeles media broadcast a signing ceremony with a foreign company in real time, and in the evening he went to Paris, France to continue his official business.

It seems that this president is not so easy to be.

In the few days when we didn't see each other, he was still everywhere, in addition to these push messages on his mobile phone, he occasionally sent WeChat.

Zheng He will come to live with her every weekend, and tonight is no exception, Mencius will lie on the sofa with Zheng He and the two of them after taking a bath, each with a mobile phone, each busy with their own affairs, but the TV is still playing a hit drama.

"You say, is Song Yunshen an investment bank boss or an Internet celebrity boss?" Mencius asked.

Zheng Youhe hummed and replied to her slowly: "He is the president of the Fang Ting." ”

"Now the president is as well-known as a star?" Mencius snorted twice, and simply turned off the screen of his phone.

"How so?" Zheng Youhe stopped typing and looked up at her.

"He has 10 million Weibo fans." Mencius was excited when he talked about this, gesturing his fingers, "Listen to this number clearly, 10 million, I don't expect to be able to reach this number when I become a pianist in the future." ”

"Oh." Zheng Youhe waved his hand, "Normal." ”

Mencius: "......"

"You're ...... Not surprised? Mencius felt that Zheng He was much colder today.

"Surprised he has 10 million followers?" Zheng He giggled twice, "My eldest lady, Song Yunshen is not an ordinary person, do you know why these tens of millions of people pay attention to him?" ”

Mencius really didn't know.

Zheng Youhe put down his mobile phone and said eloquently: "First, because of Zongting, second, because he is the founder of Zongting, third, because he is worth more than 100 million, fourth, because he is talented, fifth, because he is handsome, and the last one, because of his extremely high status in the investment banking and even business circles, and more importantly, he is the belly black boss that all women like." ”

Mencius: "......"

Nodding, Mencius couldn't help but get goosebumps after hearing this.

This is the Song Yunshen he knows?

That's a bit outrageous.

"By the way, speaking of the boss, I forgot to tell you about Guo Jiamu." Meng Zijin turned his mind, picked up his mobile phone and reopened Weibo to search for the official website of Fangting.

"What...... What's the matter? Zheng Youhe subconsciously panicked and touched his nose uncomfortably.

"About the fact that he is actually the vice president of the Fen Court." After Meng Zijin clicked on the homepage, he turned the mobile phone screen to Zheng Youhe, "Look, the airborne vice president of the official official announcement of the Fang Court the day before yesterday, this photo was taken by An Ku, and then Guo Jiamu also opened a personal Weibo, and the number of fans increased by one million in two days, just rely on this face." ”

Zheng Youhe's heartbeat seemed to be missing, and he fell silent after clicking on those pictures.

She really hasn't seen him for a long, long time.

"You said he is now the vice president of the Clan?" Zheng Youhe pulled back his thoughts and failed to figure this matter out, "Then what about his piano career?" His parents can't beat him to death, even if they don't plan to continue to stay in this industry, then they should go back to inherit the Guo family! ”

Meng Zijin spread his hands and shook his head slowly: "I don't know, you have to ask your brother Jiamu." ”

Zheng Youhe pinched his hair hard, stood up angrily, and after turning around in place twice, he sighed a lot: "Push him WeChat to me." ”

Mencius stared, turned to a smile and slowly raised: "Hey, I've opened my mind." ”

After pushing it over, Zheng Youhe clicked and glanced at his WeChat name, and pulled the corners of his mouth in disgust: "Jiamu, narcissism." ”

Guo Jiamu has been most proud of his name since he was a child.

Because of the poetry, when you think of this name, you will feel that this is a gentle young man.

But here in Zheng Hehe, Guo Jiamu is a sand sculpture.

Because I grew up and knew him well, I knew too much about him and knew too much of his black history.

Zheng and He entered the room, and only the sound on the TV was left in the living room, and Mencius was bored to watch it for a while, but this drama happened to broadcast the plot of men and women.

After reading it without blushing and without a beat, Mencius swallowed his saliva suddenly.

Someone sent a new message on WeChat, and Meng Zijin picked it up and looked at it, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he felt weak for some reason.

[S]: Tomorrow afternoon to Yingcheng.

[Qingqing Zijin]: Do you need to be picked up at the airport?

There is a time difference between the two countries, Song Yunshen is still working at this time, and he can't help but smile after seeing the reply.

In the days when we didn't see each other, he really missed her.

[S]: No, I just don't know if I can invite Miss Meng to dinner.

[Qingqing Zijin]: Don't you need jet lag when you come back?

[S]: Care about me? Or is it distressed?

[Qingqing Zijin]: Get out.

Song Yunshen stared at the screen and laughed, not hiding his happy mood at the moment.

When he got up and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, he saw the tall and luxurious buildings in front of him, but what he thought in his heart was the continuous green mountains that Gen Mencius of Gen Gen of Gen Gen looked at at that time.

Secretary Chen came in with a cup of coffee at this time, and it was rare to see him put down his work, and after putting the coffee on the table, he moved over and stood beside him to report briefly.

Who knew that he was interrupted by Song Yunshen after speaking less than half a sentence.

was slapped on the shoulder three times in a row, and Secretary Chen was even more panicked after seeing Song Yunshen's smile: "Mr. Song, you ......"

"Me and Guo Jiamu, who is handsome?"

Secretary Chen: "Huh? ”

Song Yunshen categorically would not repeat it a second time.

Secretary Chen swallowed his saliva and said in a hurry: "Then it must be you, Guo Jia...... Vice President Guo, he is not as mature as you. ”

Song Yun pondered for a while, and then threw out a new question: "Then who looks older?" ”

Secretary Chen couldn't help but touch his waist with the two hands clasped in front of him, for fear that he would be gagged if he answered wrong.

"Both...... Not old, men, each with its own charm. Secretary Chen was struggling.

Song Yun nodded faintly: "Yes." ”

Secretary Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately evacuated when he saw that Song Yunshen no longer asked.

Laughing at the air, Song Yunshen still confidently walked back to the desk and took a sip of coffee.

Mencius was so funny that he even regretted that he hadn't bothered her all these years.

If I had known each other for a few years, I might have developed into a boyfriend and girlfriend by now.

It doesn't matter, it's only now that he has time to seduce this little girl.

Just by himself, and this face.

On the day Song Yunshen returned, Guo Jiamu, who was supposed to be at the airport to pick up the plane, temporarily released a pigeon and ran to meet Zheng Youhe.

Secretary Chen waited with Song Yunshen for a few minutes before receiving the news, and could only temporarily arrange a new car, and in the few minutes of waiting for the car, Song Yunshen was expressionless, and Secretary Chen was really panicked.

A president, a vice president, both of them are characters who can be a person at any time, I want him to be a secretary in the fir court for many years, and I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed at any time in the future.

Song Yunshen had never had the habit of holding his mobile phone in his hand after getting off the plane before, and he didn't know who he sent a message to and got a reply at this time, he raised his hand and checked the information after unlocking it.

[Qingqing Zijin]: Just came out with Zheng Hehe, just near the airport, do you want me to pick it up?

"Ahem-" Song Yunshen had tried his best to hold back his laughter.

Secretary Chen panicked: "Sir, the car is on its way." ”

Song Yunshen raised his hand: "You go back by yourself, I have someone to pick it up." ”

Secretary Chen: "? ”

Naturally, he didn't dare to ask about the boss's business.

I saw Song Yunshen looking down at his mobile phone and typing, with a serious face.

[S]: Where are you, I'll look for you.

[Qingqing Zijin]: Ark Square

Song Yun furrowed his eyebrows suddenly, raised his head and asked Secretary Chen, "How far is Ark Square from here?" ”

Secretary Chen pondered his thoughts: "It's about ten minutes by car. ”

"How long does it take for the driver to arrive?" He was thinking about something very seriously.

"Two minutes." Secretary Chen is sure.

"Take me to Ark Square first."

Secretary Chen was stunned for a while: "...... Good. ”

After the driver arrived, Song Yunshen got in the car and instructed: "Drive faster." ”

After that, Secretary Chen reported the name of the place.

[S]: About 10 minutes, find a place to sit and wait for me.

[Qingqing Zijin]: Sitting.

[S]: Where?

[Qingqing Zijin]: The big stone pier of the square.

Song Yunshen curled his fingers to cover half of his face, and his smile still leaked.

Secretary Chen heard laughter in the front seat, and thought that the person on the other side of the phone must be the eldest lady of the Meng family.

After arriving at Ark Square, Song Yunshen hurriedly got out of the car, and did not explain half a sentence to Secretary Chen, Secretary Chen couldn't cry or laugh, but he had to sigh at the contrast of his boss.

Mencius will come out today, all thanks to Zheng Hehe.

Guo Jiamu's WeChat was pushed to her last night, but she didn't add it until this morning, and she didn't note her name in the verification message, and Guo Jiamu didn't pass her friends until noon today.

It's through a friend, but she is entangled in not sending a message until this point, and the opening sentence is a domineering sentence "I'm Zheng Hehe, where are you now?" ”。

You don't have to think about it to know what Guo Jiamu's expression was at that time, so Guo Jiamu, who was already waiting at the airport entrance, immediately reported the name of the place.

Zheng Youhe was extremely familiar with Yingcheng, and after knowing that he was at the airport, he directly reported the name of Ark Square and asked him to wait for her there.

originally thought that Zheng Youhe was going to kill him, but before he went out, this person was coquettish and cute, and pulled her to accompany her to this meeting.

Meng Zijin saw the two of them meet and enter the café near the square together, and then he was alone in the middle of the square to blow the wind, and happened to meet the news from Song Yunshen that he landed safely, so he simply replied to the message.

"Wear so little, aren't you afraid of freezing into a fool?" When Song Yunshen approached him, his clothes fell with his voice.

Mencius got up and turned his head, a little frightened, but he still subconsciously scolded: "You are a fool, it will be spring and April soon." ”

He lowered his eyes, and suddenly looked straight at her without saying a word.

It seems that seven or eight days have passed since the last time we met, and I haven't seen her for a long time, and she seems to be much better looking again.

Meng Zijin avoided his eyes and coughed lightly: "Didn't you say invite me to dinner?" ”

Song Yunshen said seriously: "Here? ”

Mencius snorted.

"I'm talking about inviting you to eat at an old restaurant where I often eat." Suddenly, he became more serious.

Mencius looked at him: "Then do you have a car?" ”

Song Yunshen was embarrassed: "The car, drove away." ”

"That's not it." Mencius shrugged, "You don't have a car, and I don't have a car, is it possible that you are willing to deign to take a taxi with me?" ”

Song Yunshen thought seriously for a while, and proposed: "Then I will stop around here, and I will invite you to eat at the old restaurant next time." ”

Mencius: "? ”

Hesitating for a moment: "Okay." ”

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong.