Song Ci spoke out without pity: "Since this is the case, I will transfer this project to others, don't be too sad, there will be many opportunities in the future." ”

Su Nan was now in a strong state of grief and indignation, biting her lip and crying as she walked out, without even saying anything else as a symbolic word.

There was a lot of movement in her, and many people in the company stared at Su Nan curiously and walked out crying, and there were many discussions.

"What's wrong with her, wasn't she okay just now?"

"Hey, haven't you heard, Mr. Wang, who signed the contract, has thoughts about her......"

The gossip was like a sharp blade, deeply stabbing Su Nan's heart.

She walked with her legs staggering, and forced herself to endure the grief and indignation in her heart before walking out of the company's door.

Gao Ze watched her leave the building, still a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he didn't chase her out.

Song Ci naturally heard the words of discussion in the company, but he didn't care, and was about to find someone to hand over the work, and the assistant entered the door respectfully.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Zhou is here."

Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned and frowned invisibly.

What is he doing at this time?

Without waiting for Song Ci to think more, Zhou Yong had already entered the door, holding a beautiful gift box in his hand and placing it directly on the table.

Seeing this, Song Ci glanced upward.

A foreign luxury brand, scheduled for next year's kind.

"I'm sorry about what happened last time."

Zhou Yong said, and his slender fingertips opened the box, revealing the jade bracelet that looked precious inside.

Song Ci heard that this was his compensation for the last incident, weighed the box, and smiled briskly: "Mr. Zhou thinks that this little thing can buy me?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's expression remained unchanged, and he lightly opened his thin lips: "You can mention the profit casually, as long as you don't make grandma suspicious." ”

Song Ci suddenly felt very bored and pushed the box back.

"No need, keep it for someone else."

Zhou Yong didn't respond, and the corners of his lips hooked into a smile: "I just went out and saw your good girlfriend." ”

Hearing what he said, Song Ci only hummed and asked out loud: "What, Mr. Zhou feels sorry for her?" ”

"I'm not related to her, what's so distressing." Zhou Yong rolled up his sleeves, and his voice was very deep: "It's just a good way to admire Mr. Song." ”

He said this with some ridicule, and Song Ci smiled: "Where can I compare to Mr. Zhou, there are no leaves in the ten thousand flowers, and I still think about the pot when I eat the bowl." ”

Zhou Yong squinted his eyes, held back the anger in his heart, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Huff.

Next.

At the bi-weekly regular meeting, Song Ci was absent.

Looking at the bright empty seat in the first place, many people were discussing, but Zhou Yong pinched the pen in his hand and opened the meeting as usual.

After the meeting, he immediately called Song Ci.

After a busy sound that lasted for a long time, it was hung up directly.

Zhou Yong's face was not good.

The assistant beside him was cautious: "Mr. Zhou, otherwise I'll go investigate Miss Song......"

"Hurry up." Zhou Yong didn't raise his eyes, and his voice seemed to be a little angry.

In the end, the assistant tremblingly showed Zhou Yong's whereabouts and positioning of Song Ci.

"A night bar?"

Zhou Yong's tone was raised, and his eyebrows were tightened.

He had heard the name of this bar, and he could even say that he was familiar with it.

Many people in the industry like to go there to play, and he himself has heard a lot of rumors, but they all scoff.

Song Ci actually went there?

Zhou Yong felt the blue tendons on his forehead jump for a while, and ordered in a deep voice: "Prepare the car." ”

Inside the night bar at this time.

The dim lights were intertwined with heavy metal music, and Gu Manman shouted loudly in Song Ci's ear: "Why are you willing to come, my eldest lady!" ”

"What?"

Song Ci frowned and rubbed his sore ears, picked up the wine glass casually, thought about it for a while and put it down.

"What do you pretend to be when you don't drink at the bar?" Gu Manman scolded with a smile and stuffed a wine glass into her hand.

Seeing this, Song Cipao pulled aside and shook his head: "Sensei, my mother almost killed me when she saw me drinking too much a few days ago, my sister is not at home today, and I don't dare to drink if no one picks me up." ”

Gu Manman didn't force it, staring at the people dancing on the dance floor, his eyes lit up: "Hey, look at that." ”

Following the direction of her finger, Song Ci looked over and squinted.

There is a man in the center who is embraced, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, smiling evilly, at first glance, it is the type that Gu Manman likes.

So she pushed Gu Manman to go over there: "Come on, isn't this your heavenly food, go over." ”

The two of them laughed and scolded, and came to the middle.

With their figures and appearances, they naturally attracted the attention of a large number of people, either greedy or envious.

Gu Manman pretended to be reserved and walked to the man's side with Song Ci, and began to dance to the sound of heavy music.

The man writhed with Gu Manman with great interest, and Song Ci snorted, trying to turn around and leave to make enough space for them.

But before she could move her steps, there was a sudden agitation around her.

The music fell silent after a momentary cacophony.

Everyone in the bar immediately looked unhappily at the center of the dance floor, and the bustling sound came and went.

"What are you doing?"

Song Ci also looked over in some surprise, but touched a familiar gaze.

Zhou Yong was dressed in a dark gray suit, silently watching her dancing with the people around her.

Somehow, Song Ci suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

But in the face of Zhou Yong's increasingly gloomy expression, Song Ci came back to his senses.

She doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, does she?

So Song Ci restrained a slightly flustered look, and looked at Zhou Yi calmly.

Gu Manman naturally saw Zhou Yong, who was standing not far away, and a playful look appeared on his face: "Coming to you?" ”

"Who knows."

Song Ci muttered, looking away.

"Song Ci."

But Zhou Yong walked straight up to her and read in a deep voice without hesitation.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Zhou?"

Song Ci did not avoid his gaze, and asked neatly.

The people around him were still noisy, as if they were not satisfied with the music that had suddenly cut off.

In the midst of the crowd, Zhou Yong said indifferently: "I will pay for all the consumption tonight." ”

The brief silence was followed by cheers that almost exploded.

Although it was only a bar at night, there were a lot of expensive drinks, and everyone cheered and opened the champagne.

Song Ci lifted his eyelids and asked, "Have money and nowhere to spend it?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong laughed angrily and pulled the person out of the dance floor.

His movements were so heavy that Song Ci couldn't break free at all, and was forced to crash into his arms.

"Yo~"

Gu Manman praised and glanced at Zhou Yong more.

"Let go of me."

Song Ci whispered, the roots of his ears were a little red.

Hearing this, Zhou Yu didn't let go, and even clutched the person tighter, and soon took her to the bathroom.

The noisy voice in his ears suddenly disappeared, and Song Ci was still a little uncomfortable.

Before she could speak, Zhou Yong pressed her into the corner.

His face was as dark as being rendered by thick ink, pinching Song Ci's white chin, and his voice was heavy.

"Song Ci, have you forgotten the agreement between us?"