It's easier said than done, she doesn't have a ticket, and she can't get a ride.

On the evening of the twenty-ninth of the year, everyone in the company got off work.

Yu Jian also asked a few friends to go out to dinner together.

Shen Qiang was the only one left in the entire office, she sat in her position, looking at the sky outside the window that was gradually darkening, and her longing reached its peak at this moment.

Thinking that she couldn't go back, and Zhuang Fangjie's injured leg, she was so fragile for the first time that she touched the scene, and her eyes were red.

She doesn't have to go back for the New Year, she just wants to go back to accompany Zhuang Fangjie.

But as long as Zhuang Fangjie is accompanied by others, she will not be so uncomfortable.

After all, they haven't seen each other since they went abroad.

Shen Qiang raised her hand to wipe away her tears, cleaned up the tabletop, and walked downstairs.

As soon as she stepped out of the automatic glass door, Shen Qiang saw a black and white double-spelled Maybach parked at the door, low-key but luxurious.

As soon as you get out of the glass door, the wind hits the door, and the sky is still very cold in early February, the night is hazy, the night stars are shining, and the cold wind is accompanied by scattered snowflakes. Falling on the beginning, rendering loneliness to the extreme.

Shen Qiang was wearing a long brown windbreaker, a white shirt and a brown vest, a dark blue plaid skirt, a small woolen glove, and a brown and white plaid scarf around her neck.

As soon as she walked a few steps, Shen Qiang heard someone shouting her name.

The wind blew the ends of her hair, and as soon as she turned around, she was wearing a long brown woolen windbreaker, a black sweater, black trousers, and a Hong Kong-style back, dressed casually, holding two cups of hot cocoa in her hand.

He stood in the wind, not moving, the hem of his clothes was blown off and fell, and the dark night could not hide the elegance of the elegant son on his body.

Shen Qiang stopped in place.

Song Boli stepped forward, stuffed the hot cocoa in his hand into Shen Qiang's hand, and said, "Drink some and warm up." ”

The hand wearing the small wool gloves held the hot cocoa that had been forced in, and the heat passed through the gloves into the palm.

Shen Qiang raised her eyes, her eyes trembled slightly, she didn't understand why Song Boli suddenly appeared here, she hid her chin in a scarf, revealing a pair of apricot eyes, staring at him wetly, bowing her head slightly to resist the cold, and said, "Why are you here?" ”

In previous years, on the twenty-ninth of the year, Song Boli was always busy, he had to attend this summit for a while, and he had to have dinner with shareholders for a while, and the Song family still had a request to go back for a reunion dinner, so it stands to reason that he should be in Hong Kong City today.

"I have an emergency meeting to go on a business trip, and I just happened to pass by your company, and I don't know when I can see you again after the New Year, so I want to buy you a cup of hot cocoa," Song Boli lowered his eyes, looked at Shen Qiang's slightly red eyes, and thought that she couldn't go home and just cried, and she didn't see through it, leaving her decent, and said softly: "What time is your plane ticket, I'll send you to the airport." ”

It's really not worth looking back at before.

She stopped, not in nostalgia and throbbing.

But at this moment, this street is full of people, but all are unfamiliar faces. He was indeed the only person she knew in Shanghai.

Or maybe it was the hot cocoa in her hand that gave her a little comfort for a while.

Shen Qiang held the hot cocoa, sniffed, did not hide it from Song Boli, and while declining his kindness, she said truthfully: "I didn't grab the ticket, I may go back after the year." ”

Her voice was faintly hoarse after crying.

Song Boli's face did not change, he did not pierce the sensitive mind of the little girl, and said with a chuckle: "Coincidentally, the city I am going to on a business trip this time is in Sioux City, if you don't mind, you can take my car back together." ”

Shen Qiang wanted to go back very much, and she was also worried about Zhuang Fangjie's injury, but asked her to take Song Boli's car, she thought for a while, and still refused: "No, I'll come back in the next year." ”

She didn't believe in such a coincidence.

Shen Qiang's refusal was expected by Song Boli, he looked at Shen Qiang, quietly understood her thoughts, opened the car door, took out a document from inside, and said, "Did you misunderstand?" ”

Shen Qiang raised her eyes and asked knowingly, "What is the misunderstanding?" ”

"I didn't mean to, this is a business trip document, Secretary Chen handed it to me today, and it was set two days ago," Song Boli pointed to the date on it, and explained warmly: "I'm just stopping by, and I don't have any other ideas." ”

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes and saw that the business trip documents on it were indeed two days ago.

It's really a coincidence.

She pursed her lips, and Song Boli's still warm voice sounded above her head again.

"Shen Qiang, you didn't grab the ticket, and I happened to be going to Sioux City on a business trip, it's just a coincidence, if you refuse, it seems that there is an ambiguity between us."

When Song Boli said this, his tone was flat, as if he was stating a fact.

"If it's Yu Jian, you should have already gotten in the car."

Song Boli's words did speak to her heart. If Yu Jian was going to Sioux City on a business trip, she would definitely take Yu Jian's ride.

And in Song Boli, her first thought was to refuse. In this way, it seems that Song Boli is a special person in his heart.

It also seems that she can't let go, and she is still thinking about the past.

Shen Qiang raised her eyes and met Song Boli's gaze.

On one side is my mother's injury, and on the other side is the ride of my old lover.

"I didn't send you on purpose, just by the way," he lowered his eyes openly, and then made a final explanation, and laughed softly: "I'm also very busy going to Sioux City, I guess I can only let you get off the bus, and I'm going to a meeting." ”

"The later the high-speed is, the more congested it is, and the plane and high-speed rail will not be there immediately after the year," Song Boli leaned against the car door, raised his watch, looked at it and said: "I can't wait for you on a business trip, you think about it for ten minutes, and I'll leave when it's time." ”

It is true that high-speed rail tickets and plane tickets are not bought if you want to, and they may not be able to do so after the year, but as long as she nods, it won't be long before she can see her mother.

Seeing Shen Qiang's hesitation, Song Boli took advantage of the victory to pursue: "It's been there for four years, we have not been innocent from the beginning, no matter how you get rid of the relationship, we can't really not know each other." ”

"Shen Qiang, between us, it's not like this, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

The four words of raising hands fell on Shen Qiang's ears, and her heart trembled.

What Song Boli said is not unreasonable, the reason why she refused was because of the relationship between the two.

But as he said, will this previously entangled relationship really be erased because of frequent rejections?

has been refusing, but it seems that I can't let go.

It also seems deliberate.

And she has always been worried about Zhuang Fangjie, she is worried about her legs.

She couldn't go back, but now the opportunity is in front of her, and she doesn't want to miss it.

The corners of Song Boli's mouth pressed, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and made a choice in his heart for her: "I'll send you back to get your luggage, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

The co-pilot of the Maybach opened, and Shen Qiang sat inside.

The heating was turned on in the car, and Shen Qiang held a cup of hot cocoa and returned to the community to take the luggage that had been packed.

When she dragged her luggage out, she thought to herself, and after a while, she transferred the money for refueling and highway tolls to Song Boli's Alipay.

Alipay is different from WeChat in that it does not require the other party to receive money.

Shen Qiang thought of this, so she sat in his car with peace of mind.

The car drove towards the highway and passed the toll booth.

There were only two people in the car.

Song Boli drove like his character, unhurried and gentle.

The speed of the car is very steady, neither fast nor slow.

He doesn't have a youthful drag racing habit or angry road syndrome, and he keeps his eyes on the front, sometimes hitting the steering wheel with one hand, and sometimes asking her to hand him water.

Navigation in the quiet carriage to broadcast the next turn of the intersection, Song Boli lowered his eyes, pointed his fingertips, and clicked on the music.

Zhang Xinzhe's song "With Love" sounded.

It's still the familiar singing, the familiar lyrics.

The music reverberates in the Maybach car.

Shen Qiang was originally sending a message to Zhuang Fangjie and hitchhiking back, and just put away her mobile phone, singing sounded in her ears.

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Looking down, I was sitting in the co-pilot.

Looking back at the empty back row again, she looked sideways at Song Boli and wondered, "Why are you alone on a business trip?" ”

He used to go on a business trip, when did he not take Secretary Chen with him?

Without waiting for him to reply, she continued to ask, "What about Secretary Chen and the driver?" ”

Song Boli's throat rolled, his face did not change, but the hand that hit the steering wheel slowly tightened.

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Chapter 40: Chapter 40

◎Not a friend. ◎

Two days ago, the top level of the Song Group's president's office.

Song Boli remembered what Yu Jian said.

The signatory's hand paused, and without raising his head, he asked, "Do you have any trips to Sioux City in the near future?" ”

Secretary Chen stood aside, heard the words, picked up the ipad and glanced at it, and said honestly: "Song Dong, there is no need to go to Sioux City on a business trip in the near future. According to Song's regulations, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, you should first go back to Hong Kong City to have dinner with the shareholders, and then the leaders of each region are responsible for arranging the year-end general meeting of the region, and finally on the 30th night of the lunar calendar, you will have a reunion dinner with the old man and the old lady. ”

The Song family is a real Hong Kong city family, and the rules have been passed down for hundreds of years.

The Mid-Autumn Festival and the Chinese New Year are the most important days, and they need to be reunited with incense, so every time they come to these two festivals, even if Song Boli is busy on weekdays, he must go back to incense and reunion for dinner.

Song Boli lowered his eyes and pondered, and after a few seconds of silence, he made a choice between Shen Qiang and the Song family, "Let the people of the board come out together tomorrow night to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in advance, and the matter of going to Suzhou City on a business trip is scheduled for the day after tomorrow." ”

As Song Boli's secretary, it is necessary for Secretary Chen to dissuade Song Boli when he makes the wrong choice, and said: "Song Dong, but we have no plan to go to Sioux City, and according to the regulations of the Song family for thirty nights, we must go back to the incense for reunion." ”

Secretary Chen has been in the Song family for so many years, how could he not know the rules of the Song family.

The old man Song is most concerned about the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, twenty-eight dishes every year, served on time and on time, and the descendants of the Song family each have three incense smokes to prepare, and they are not allowed to leave the table halfway, let alone be absent. Once Song Boli was ten minutes late, and Old Man Song's face darkened for half an hour.

"I rarely want to achieve anything, and I rarely have a strong desire to succeed." Song Boli looked at Secretary Chen, his eyes were firm, and said, "But Su Cheng, I must go, she, I must too"

"The papers for a business trip to Sioux City are in my office tonight."

It seems that Song Dong is determined to go to Sioux City, and he has no right to interfere with his choice.

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