Zhou Yinghuai still smiled, he spoke slowly, very gently: "I didn't know what style of ring to choose, but after thinking about it for a long time, I felt that it was better for me to make it myself." ”

He said this, and then opened the ring box.

Jiang Tan saw the ring in his hand, the whole body was jade, it was in the shape of an epiphany, and the milky white jade enamel was delicate, and he felt warm when he looked at it.

Jiang Tan didn't see it with his own eyes.

But at this moment, she looked at Zhou Yinghuai in front of her, as if she could see him carefully described, engraved little by little.

A drizzle of rain came in through the edge of the umbrella.

Jiang Tan blinked, holding back the dampness under her eyes, she raised a smile towards Zhou Yinghuai: "This. Really give it to me? ”

Zhou Yinghuai put the umbrella aside, the rain was fine, and it fell very lightly on the person's body, more like a thin layer of light yarn.

"Really." Zhou Yinghuai's voice was warm and lazy, and he said lightly: "Give it to my fiancée." ”

Jiang Tan thought that maybe for so many years, she had come to the tomb alone countless times, but this time, she was happy.

This person named Zhou Yinghuai, he loves her with everything Jiang Tan asked for in the past, and he is really looking forward to her return.

Jiang Tan slowly stretched out his hand with a smile: "Then you help me put it on?" ”

This late autumn is no different from previous years, but Jiang Tan is thinking that the upcoming winter may not be so cold

Song Zhaozhao left Zheng Heng's company and signed with a budding record company. Zheng's father's so-called help, Song Zhaozhao didn't want it, and he didn't bother to ask for it.

She has such a field, but she can't do it to wagging her tail and begging for mercy at the culprit.

The president of the company is said to be from Hong Kong City, unruly and youthful, and in a group of natural voices, Song Zhaozhao, who speaks ugly, was chosen.

Song Zhaozhao saw the disobedient president through the heavy frosted glass.

The shadow of the back, probably someone is opposing, the man spoke, speaking in a tone with a little Hong Kong flavor: "It's her, I chose, it's your turn to say no?" ”

Song Zhaozhao thought that he was probably being used as a bargaining chip.

It's just that the road of the entertainment industry is not easy to follow, no matter what, it's always good to be able to sign a contract.

Song Zhaozhao stayed so relieved, today is the day of the signing.

Song Zhaozhao sat in the office and finally saw the true face of the president.

It was a very young face, with deep folds in the eyelids, and the tails of the eyes were raised when looking at people, like a fox.

Compared with Zheng Heng's bewitching beauty, the man's eyes are more cunning and banter.

His complexion was very white, white to the point of pale, tall and thin, standing reclining against the door frame, and spoke, emphatically: "Song Zhaozhao? ”

The word Zhao Zhao used an accent, so it seemed to have been brewing between the teeth for a long time.

Song Zhaozhao got up, didn't dare to slack off, learned the title he just knew, and called out to Mr. Qin seriously.

The man smiled and sat down in front of Song Zhaozhao.

His posture was leisurely, with a taste of scrutiny: "I'm not used to you being so respectful." ”

Song Zhaozhao has long lost the vigor she once had, she lowered her eyebrows, like all the unknown juniors who have been in the entertainment industry for many years, with a modest smile: "You are the boss, and it is right to be polite to you." ”

"You're very different from when I met you before." Mr. Qin's eyes were smiling, and his white jade face was full of interest: "Song Zhaozhao, you really don't remember me?" ”

Song Zhaozhao really doesn't remember, he doesn't remember that he has seen him.

"Mr. Qin. Before us? ”

Before Song Zhaozhao's words were finished, Mr. Qin leaned back, leaned back on the seat, and looked at Song Zhaozhao for a long time, "Before, weren't you in love with Zheng Heng?" The charity dinner that the kid took you to attend was organized by my family. ”

It turns out that he is really an old man.

Song Zhaozhao smiled bitterly, she couldn't help but think of the worst result, she was not embarrassed, and asked directly: "Between Mr. Qin and Zheng Heng, is there any holiday?" ”

"Why do you ask?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her curiously.

Song Zhaozhao's voice was soft: "If it's a holiday, I have nothing to do with Zheng Heng now, and I hope that Mr. Qin won't be angry with me, I can leave directly without signing a contract with your company." If it's a good friend and wants to take care of me, then it's even more unnecessary, I have nothing to do with Zheng Heng. ”

The smile on the corner of the man's lips deepened, probably because he thought her statement was very interesting, so he was full of interest and said slowly: "Miss Song, what do you think, what kind of person am I?" ”

Song Zhaozhao clenched his fists, and his voice was helpless and sincere: "Mr. Qin, can I say that I don't want to know?" ”

As she spoke, there was an eerily quiet moment in the office.

The young and handsome president looked at her for a long time and chuckled.

He said: "Don't tease you, I'm neither, I don't know the Zheng family well, it's just that the charity dinner made a deep impression of you." Song Zhaozhao, my name is Qin Yao, please give me more advice in the future. ”

I don't know when the sunlight outside the window came in, and everything in the office was very clear.

Song Zhaozhao saw the deep smile between the man's lips and teeth, and it was not until this moment that Song Zhaozhao realized that the man actually had tiger teeth, and when he laughed, there was a kind of youthful spirit that violated the harmony.

He looks, in high spirits.

Qin Yao, what a good name.

Song Zhaozhao got up and stretched out his hand towards Qin Yao: "Mr. Qin, I will work hard." ”

Qin Yao smiled and shook it casually, he just pinched Song Zhaozhao's fingertips, full of proportion, and immediately separated.

"Before you make an effort, go here and have a look." Qin Yao put a business card in front of Song Zhaozhao, "My singer must have a good voice." ”

"It's." Song Zhaozhao sighed in his heart and took it.

"My uncle is an expert in vocal cord repair, this hospital is in Hong Kong City, Song Zhaozhao, I will accompany you to cure your throat." Qin Yao's eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked at Song Zhaozhao who was standing in front of him: "Such a good voice, it can't be wasted, I cherish my talents, and I won't allow this kind of thing to happen." ”

Song Zhaozhao's hand holding the business card trembled slightly.

She looked at Qin Yao with a smiling face in front of her, "Thank you, Mr. Qin." ”

"No thanks, I never trade at a loss."

Qin Yao said: "To cure your throat, I not only have to have the principal, but I also have to have interest." You sign a 10-year contract with me, and for three years from now, all the money you earn will be mine. Your time, I say. ”

It's really not a cover-up at all, pure businessman's behavior.

But Song Zhaozhao only felt that this was a life-saving straw that she had grasped, and it brought her a glimmer of life in the raging tide.

She clenched the business card in her hand and did not hesitate at all, "Mr. Qin, I promise you." ”