Song Ci'an and Yan Jin set off from the company together, and on the way to a high-end restaurant, Yan Jin's voice sounded first.

"You represent the image of the company, be careful not to lose face."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I will never cause you trouble."

Song Ja'an lowered his eyes and responded, Yan Jin was expressionless and silent, but he didn't believe it in his eyes, and Song Ci'an saw it clearly.

didn't have time to mutter a few words in his heart, Song Ja'an had already buried his head in carefully understanding the next work content, and tried to get through this day smoothly.

The two had already arrived at the restaurant, and the other was still on the way.

Song Ja'an greeted the restaurant in style, but fortunately, the secretary had determined the dishes in advance, and he could serve the dishes as soon as the other party arrived.

Just when Song Ci'an felt that there was no difficulty, Yan Jin, who was originally staying in the box, suddenly opened the door and came out.

"You don't need to come in for a while, stay outside honestly."

"Oh, I see."

Song Ci'an nodded slightly and agreed, since it was Mr. Yan's request, she did it so as not to make him unhappy for some reason.

During Song Ja'an and others, she was called away by the waiter in the restaurant.

She said that she needed to check the details of some dishes, and when she returned to her place, she could clearly hear laughter coming from the box.

She reacted that the client she had been talking to during her departure had already arrived.

Song Ja An was worried about what time period was more appropriate to serve, and a waiter walked out of the box.

said that it was the meaning of Mr. Yan, and now it can be served one after another.

Song Ci'an stood at the door blankly, staring at the dishes of color and flavor coming into the box.

Her stomach gurgled uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, she hadn't eaten yet.

So she called the waiter again, wanting to give herself something to cushion her stomach.

Unexpectedly, she still overestimated the consumption of this restaurant, and a bowl of porridge cost thousands of yuan.

Those boastful prices scared off Song Ja'an.

I could only awkwardly hand the menu back to the waiter, with an embarrassed smile on my face.

At this time, a message came from her mobile phone, it was Zhang Bimei who asked when she would get off work today, and was going to cook a few good dishes and wait for her to come back for dinner.

Although Song Ja An is not sure of the time, he promised to go back as soon as possible.

As the message was sent, she finally felt that there was hope for the long wait outside the box.

Vaguely hearing the hearty smile inside, Song Ja'an guessed that the negotiation of cooperation should go smoothly.

About an hour later, someone came out of it, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, who was still drunk, with a noticeable crimson on his face, and mistook Song Ja'an for a waiter.

"Where's the bathroom?"

Fortunately, Song Ja An went there once, so remember, she stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction.

"Sir, go straight ahead, turn a corner, and you'll see it in a moment."

Director Huang snorted, then staggered to the position of Song Ci'an's finger.

Seeing that he was unsteady after walking a few steps, Song Ja'an called a waiter to help him go.

After a while, Director Huang came back and was about to open the door to find Song Ja'an with his head down.

He roared softly, "Raise your head." ”

Song Ja'an raised his eyes and looked at Director Huang, who squinted.

"It's a good look."

"Thank you, boss, for the compliment."

Song Ja'an deliberately lowered his voice, and after Director Huang looked at it carefully, his expression became strange.

"I happen to be short of a substitute driver tonight, it's you, the price is arbitrary."

"I'm sorry boss, I have something to do in the evening."

Song Ja'an smiled with a smile on her face, the other party didn't appreciate it and said that she wanted her to be the substitute driver tonight.