Hearing Song Ci's non-salty attitude, Zhou Yong was silent for a moment, and then lightly opened his thin lips: "He doesn't seem to be honest recently." ”

"He's never been honest."

Hearing the sound, Song Ci raised his hand to look at his somewhat faded nails, thinking about when to make another pair, and continued: "But it's okay, you don't have to pay too much attention, Mr. Zhou." ”

"After all, it has nothing to do with you."

As soon as these words came out, the air condensed for a moment.

Song Ci obviously heard Zhou Yong's breathing sink a little, and then his voice was faint: "Since you think it's okay, then it's okay." ”

His tone was suddenly cold, as if to a stranger.

Song Ci's heart was suffocated for a moment, but he continued to speak: "Well, but thank you, otherwise I will invite you to dinner later......"

The phone hung up suddenly.

Song Ci lowered his eyes, feeling that his patience with himself should be almost over.

She is no longer the self she used to be with respect for Zhou Yong.

After the divorce, many things changed quickly, and her mood also changed.

Jiang Zhen's real existence is an indelible estrangement between the two.

At least for the day she was there, the ambiguous relationship between them wouldn't be completely severed, but at least there wouldn't be any more progress.

Thinking about it, a wry smile rippled from the corner of Song Ci's lips.

However, after opening up with Zhou Yong, her career is thriving.

Song's father handed over the power in the company to her very early, so when Song Ci was a little younger, he had his own expectations for the Song family, and hoped to realize them one by one.

She recalled the past that was not old, and she even felt a little embarrassed.

But the next phone call brought Song Ci's mind back.

She glanced at it, and it was an unfamiliar number.

But the mobile phone kept buzzing, at least the other side must be very eager to talk to him, so he stopped dialing one after another.

So Song Cisi lined it for a few seconds, but it was still connected.

"Hey."

Immediately, the man's warm voice came from there, with a refreshing feeling of listening to it.

Song Ci was no stranger to this voice, and his voice was surprised: "Shang Cuo? ”

"It's me, why is Miss Song so surprised?"

He spoke elegantly and magnetically in English, and there seemed to be a joke in his words: "Could it be that I disturbed Miss Song's work?" ”

"Not really, just a little surprised."

Song Ci regained his composure after a brief moment of surprise, and pondered his words: "I don't seem to have given Mr. Shang my contact information?" ”

She only exchanged contact information with the boss of the partner, and the rest of the people kept in touch with each other on the work account at most.

"I made it my own way." Shang Tso was frank and did not hide it at all: "It's rare to meet Bole, I just want to have a good relationship with Miss Song to facilitate future cooperation." ”

This attitude and words made Song Ci unable to find any fault.

What's more, she herself also appreciated Shang Cuo's works, so she turned the matter over, and her voice was slow: "So what did Mr. Shang mean by calling me this time?" ”

"There will be an exhibition in a few days, and there will be my works in it, I wonder if Miss Song can enjoy her face?"

Shang Tso's words were very sincere, and there was no half-persecution or pleading, just a simple inquiry with Song Ci.

Hearing this, Song Ci thought about it seriously.

Recently, the work has been progressing quite well, and there is nothing in the country that she needs to worry about for the time being, but she can agree.

Merely......

Song Ci pondered for a moment, feeling that Shang Cuo's sudden kindness was still a little strange.

Between men and women, there is nothing more than those things, Song Ci is not a person who is arrogant and conceited of her beauty, but at least for now, she can't think of the second possibility.

"I may not be available lately, in two days?"

In the end, Song Ci politely declined Shang Cuo's invitation.

Shang Tso didn't seem surprised by this result at all, and his low laughter came over: "No problem, I hope to have the opportunity to enjoy the artwork with Miss Song in the future." ”

After saying that, he didn't dwell too much, and hung up the phone neatly after saying goodbye.

Song Ci stared at the phone on the phone that had been on the phone for a minute and a half, but still clicked the screen twice and stored the person in the address book.

On the other side, Gao Ze was sleeping peacefully in the hotel room when he suddenly heard his mobile phone ringing, which seemed to be a text message.

He didn't care about it, but when he saw that it was a notice of bank card disbursement, his face immediately changed abruptly.

Kari was actually swiped out of 200,000!

Although Gao Ze's family conditions are not bad, they are not wealthy, at least not like Song Ci or Zhou Yong, who don't attach much importance to money.

This 200,000 yuan was not a small amount for him, so Gao Ze immediately stared at the place of consumption.

It is a high-end shopping mall.

He immediately remembered that Su Nan softly told him that he wanted to buy a bag.

Gao Ze's expression instantly turned blue and purple for a while.

He did agree to Su Nan, but at that time, Gao Ze thought that a bag was only twenty or thirty thousand, and it was nothing to buy it to make her happy.

As a result, Gao Ze didn't expect to spend 200,000 yuan at once.

He felt uncomfortable, but he also knew that it was himself who waved his big hand to Ka, and now he couldn't slap himself in the face.

Thinking of this, Gao Ze was even more depressed and scratched his head irritably.

He glanced at Song Ci, who had been pinned to the top by himself, and it was full of recent work.

Song Ci really fulfilled his promise at that time and brought himself out to experience.

So in time, will he be able to climb to a higher position?

Gao Ze's face was gloomy, he had a lot of calculations in his head, and finally called Song Ci.

At this time, Song Ci was looking at the plan on the computer and frowned.

She was too tired to look carefully yesterday, but she audited it just now and found that there were a lot of flaws, and she was about to draw a circle by hand, and Gao Ze's name appeared on the mobile phone screen.

Song Ci's already sore head hurt even more.

He's adding to the mess here.

She tapped her fingers on the table, moved the mouse away, and after thinking for a long time, connected.

"Excuse me, where are you?"

As soon as Gao Ze connected, his voice was earnest, with some unnatural flattery.

Hearing this, Song Ci raised his eyebrows.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

So Song Ci watched the changes quietly, and just replied lightly: "I'm busy with work, something?" ”

"It's okay, I just thought about the last time you caught a cold, I don't know if it's okay now, I want to see you."

He sighed when he said it, as if he wanted to move Song Ci.

But Song Ci just wondered: "Are you very idle?" ”

These words made Gao Ze choke.

His work is almost done, just waiting for the next stage, and it is indeed very idle.

But the most important thing is that Su Nan swiped away his 100,000 yuan, and Gao Ze wanted to get some funds from Song Ci to fill his shriveled wallet.

So Gao Ze lied, his eyes were not red and his heart was not beating.

"No, it's just that when I went to contact the outsourcing company recently, the funds were a little insufficient, so I wanted to tell you."