The Luo family was busy looking for people, and Song Yiqing had successfully arrived in Zhecheng and checked in at the hotel.

Song Yiqing's room is on the 10th floor, a local landmark.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows can overlook the night view of the entire Zhejiang city at night, and the lights are brilliant.

Song Yiqing took a comfortable bath, wrapped in a white nightgown, and held a glass of red wine in her hand.

All the negativity seemed to fly away.

The room was too quiet, and Song Yiqing didn't turn on the lights.

"Fusu ......"

"Host."

"When can I go back?"

"Once you've saved enough points, you can go back."

Song Yiqing took a sip of the wine in her glass, and for the first time, she was extremely eager to go back.

Thoughts drifted away, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"It's pretty fast."

Song Yiqing thought it was Fang Huai'an, but when she opened the door, she found that it was Ruan Huaizhi.

She was amazed, and reached the hotel with her front foot, and he caught up with the door with her back foot.

It was hard for her not to suspect that he was stalking her.

Thinking that the grievances she had just received were inseparable from him, she had a cold face: "Why are you?" ”

Ruan Huaizhi didn't care about her cold attitude: "I saw you downstairs, and I thought I was wrong." ”

Song Yiqing opened his mouth to reject his alienation thousands of miles away: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I haven't seen you since the last wedding. Long time no see. ”

Late at night, in the silent corridor, the two chatted through a half-hidden door.

Song Yiqing looked at it and took the initiative to distance herself from him.

If it is seen by outsiders, maybe there will be some rumors.

"Long time no see, if Mr. Ruan is okay, I will rest."

"Wait a minute."

Ruan Huaizhi stopped her, looking at her pink face, white and red, as smooth as an egg, people couldn't help but want to feel it.

For a moment, he quickly pulled back to his senses.

He really made a move, I'm afraid she won't pay attention to herself anymore.

"I forgot to tell you, Zhecheng is my base, and most of the Ruan family's career is here. I'm familiar with this, and you can ask me for help if you need it. ”

Song Yiqing said nonchalantly: "Well, thank you." Then the door slammed shut.

Ruan Huaizhi didn't say the second half of the sentence, and shook his head helplessly at the closed door.

In fact, the hotel she stayed in was also the Ruan family's property.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have easily known Song Yiqing's room number.

He wanted to invite Song Yiqing to dinner, but after looking at the time, I am afraid that I will have to eat closed door today.

It snowed all night below, and in the early morning, the world turned a snowy color.

Song Yiqing woke up naturally from a sleep, and without Fang Huai'an's arms, she didn't sleep steadily.

The hotel brought its own breakfast, and she went downstairs and met Ruan Huaizhi unsurprisingly.

Ruan Huaizhi was reading the newspaper, the coffee in front of him was cold, and he had obviously waited for her for a long time.

"Morning. Miss Song. ”

Finding that someone was staring at him, Ruan Huaizhi raised his head and met her gaze.

"Early."

"Let's have breakfast together."

Song Yiqing hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Ruan Huaizhi's breakfast is simple, three slices of bread with two slices of ham, all cold.

Song Yiqing drank wine last night, felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup.

Ruan Huaizhi's movements were orderly, and his gestures were all elegant: "Why did you suddenly come to Zhecheng?" ”

"The Luo family has some industries here, and I need to deal with them."

Song Yiqing is not familiar with him, so there is no need to tell him those trivial things.

"Oh. Feel free to contact me if you need help. ”

He picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, watching her eat the noodles in front of her little by little

"If you need to, I will."

"By the way, I haven't invited Miss Song to dinner for so long, I don't know if Miss Song has an appointment tonight?"

Song Yiqing hesitated for three seconds, the Ruan family has a lot of influence whether it is in Zhejiang City or in the provincial capital.

Ruan Huaizhi didn't break his mind about herself, so she had no reason to offend him.

For the sake of the development of her career, she pretended to be confused.

"Nope."

"Then can I have the honor of inviting Miss Song to dinner?"

"Absolutely."

After finalizing the time for dinner, Ruan Huaizhi's smile was a little more sincere: "See you in the evening, Miss Song." ”

Song Yiqing came suddenly and visited the Luo family's various industries, and there were many problems.

She was on a whim and made an excuse, but she didn't expect to find out a lot of things for herself.

The manager of the redundant industry does not seek his job in his position, and there is all nepotism in a company.

Song Yiqing had a straight face and urgently convened a general meeting of shareholders to clean up the door and clear the scabies.

She plunged into her work, from dawn to dark, and almost forgot the dinner she agreed with Ruan Huaizhi.

Or the secretary quietly reminded: "Director Song, didn't you eat at noon, and didn't eat at night?" ”

Song Yiqing came back to her senses and looked at the time, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

There was still an hour left before their appointment.

"I'm not going to eat here, let's do it today, I'll come back tomorrow."

She grabbed her bag and went out the door.

Fang Huai'an arrived in Zhecheng when it was almost dawn and looked for Song Yiqing for a whole day, but there was no clue at all.

He asked Zuo Lixin for a copy of the Luo family's property in Zhecheng, which was the third one he came to - Luo Shi Cloth Co., Ltd.

He entered from Exit A, Song Yiqing came out from Exit B, and the two passed by.

Song Yiqing was in a hurry to go to the appointment, and Fang Huaian was in a hurry to go upstairs.

"Excuse me, did Miss Song Yiqing come to the company today?"

The female secretary stared at the tall and somewhat vicissitudes of life in front of her, and replied truthfully: "Director Song just left, didn't you see her?" ”

Fang Huai'an was stunned for three seconds and rushed to the elevator entrance.

The elevator has reached the top floor, and Song Yiqing has already walked away.

He slammed the wall hard and turned back, "Do you know where she lives?" ”

The person in front of him doesn't look like a bad guy, but a bad guy never writes the word bad guy on his face.

For the sake of safety, the female secretary still asked, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"I'm her husband, her phone is off, I can't reach her."

"Oh."

The female secretary's face turned red, and they discussed it behind their backs, they heard that Director Song was married, and they didn't know what kind of man could be worthy of Director Song.

The manhood in front of him is extraordinary, there is light in his eyes, although his face is haggard, but it has a different taste.

"Excuse me, can you get in touch with her?"

The female secretary shook her head, today Song Yiqing broke into the company with the official seal and killed them by surprise.

There is no time to care about Song Yiqing's private affairs.

"Director Song didn't keep his phone number, nor did he keep his address."

Fang Huai'an frowned.

"But Director Song will come to the company tomorrow."

"What time is it tomorrow?"

The female secretary shook her head: "It's past ten o'clock today, and it should be about this time tomorrow." ”