The president is bullying: the creditor is too stingy

"Up to now, you still miss me so much?" Tan Zongming looked at her with a bit of sadness and sadness in his eyes.

You Bing pursed his lower lip, but he couldn't take back what he said.

After a while, You Bing looked to the side of his study, looked at the balcony over there, and said, "Can I go in?"

Tan Zongming nodded.

You Bing walked in and gently pushed open the door connected to the balcony. The golden sun shone warmly on her face. She stretched out her hand to touch the glass, and retracted it again.

Tan Zongming came over, stood behind her, and said, "The wings of the little bird are stiff, and they scattered away."

You Bing turned around and looked at him, "That script, you gave me to revise... Is it your real experience, the little boy in it is you, right? Some content has been changed, but many things are Really, for example, your mother had a very traumatic experience. It’s not in the script, so I can’t speculate, but that’s probably why you treated your stepmother and your father like this, right?”

Tan Zongming poked her forehead with a smile, "Your body is not fully recovered yet. You came here to preach to me."

"This is not preaching, just to confirm. You didn't deny it. It seems that what I said is right. But in real life, it shouldn't be so bloody."

Tan Zongming took another step forward, "Reality is often bloodier than stories."

You Bing said, "I'll go back first."

Tan Zongming took a step across, blocking her way, then raised his arm, and put his big warm hand on her forehead. "The temperature has cooled."

"Nonsense." You Bing opened his hand, "Are those two needles so big for nothing?"

Tan Zongming smiled.You Bing pushed him away and walked out.When she reached the door, her footsteps paused. Maybe she wanted to say something to him, but she couldn't speak in the end.

Tan Zongming walked back to his desk, took out the letter again, read it again, then took out a pen from the pen holder, looked at the letterhead, found a blank piece of paper from the side, and wrote on it: few words.

There was an obvious vibration of the desktop followed by a buzzing sound.Tan Zongming put down his pen, took a look at his phone, connected it, and said, "Hi, hello, who is it?"

A playful girl's voice came over, "Are you Tan Zongming?"

"I am." Tan Zongming said.

The other party seemed to smile, "Then guess who I am?"

When he heard her voice, Tan Zongming already knew it in his heart, but he deliberately hung on the other party's appetite. "I can not guess it."

"You haven't guessed yet!" The other party was obviously a little unhappy, and shouted at him with a small temper.

"Zhang San Li Si Wang Er Mazi..."

The girl interrupted him angrily, "Tan Zongming!"

Tan Zongming laughed, "I haven't finished talking yet. I don't know these individuals. But I should have met you. I hear your voice quite familiar."

"Familiar? If you say something wrong, it will be embarrassing."

Tan Zongming said: "If I am wrong, you are more embarrassed than me, because it shows that you are not impressive and attractive."

The girl said angrily, "Is this how you always talk to girls? No wonder no one wants to look good."

Tan Zongming said: "You are wrong, I have a fiancee. If you are interested in me, then you are late."

"Hehe, it's better to be late than never, and it's better than to have no hope." The girl said, "But don't worry, people chasing aunts are lined up. If you wait in line to be called, you will have to wait until next year."

"Miss Zheng, you are so humorous."

Zheng Qiaoqiao chuckled, the voice was clear and melodious, with the unique vitality of young girls, it was very pleasant to hear.

"You already knew it was me, didn't you?"

Tan Zongming said: "The girl who dressed so coolly and went to the reception is very impressive, how dare Tan forget it."

Zheng Qiaoqiao, who was on the other end of the phone, pursed her lips and laughed, with her legs resting on the coffee table, and the other hand holding the phone. "Are you busy now?"

"What's up?"

"I..." Zheng Qiaoqiao bit her lower lip, thought for a while and said, "My ankle is sprained, I'm outside alone, and I can't drive, can you come pick me up? I'm...'auditing hallucinations' that 24 The entrance of the bar that opens at hours."

Tan Zongming said: "Actually, you can take a taxi. In that case, it will be more convenient than me picking you up."

"But I didn't bring any money. Besides, I can't walk anymore, and I can't go to the side of the road to take a taxi."

Tan Zongming thought about it, took a deep breath, and said, "Family and friends, I believe there will be many people you can contact in your address book. Why are you looking for me?"

Zheng Qiaoqiao didn't even hesitate, and blurted out, "I don't have a single phone number in my address book, I only have your business card. Believe it or not, it's up to you." She was afraid that Tan Zongming would really not come, so she added, "If you have the heart to see If you want me to wait here to die, and you are not afraid of my elder brother making trouble for you, then you should stop coming."

Tan Zongming hung up the phone with the corner of his mouth curled up. If she was still there, she must be more playful and clever than Zheng Qiaoqiao.

Tan Zongming closed his eyes and leaned back, playing with his mobile phone in his right hand. He got some clues to find her from Han Yunmo's words, but until now, there is still no news.

"Sister...don't worry, please."

Zheng Qiaoqiao hung up the phone, ran to the door barefoot, put on her sneakers casually, picked up her small backpack and was about to run out, pushed open the door, and returned.She thought for a while, it would be more beautiful if she wore high heels, and it was more in line with the saying of sprained feet.

Then she thought of what she told Tan Zongming that there was no contact number in the telephone address book.She turned on her phone and deleted all the numbers without mercy.

Zheng Qiaoqiao was actually quite anxious, she had to reach the auditory hallucination bar before driving away Tan Zongming.However, she felt somewhat uneasy, because Tan Zongming might not go.

When Tan Zongming walked out of the study, You Bing was about to go downstairs.

Seeing his eyes, You Bing said unconsciously, "I'm going to drink water."

Tan Zongming nodded, but blocked You Bing's way at the stairs, "Do you have anything to say to me today?"

"Huh?" You Bing shook his head.

"When you went to look for me in the study, I saw you hesitated."

You Bing lowered his head, raised it up again after a while, looked into his eyes and said, "The girl at the reception is very beautiful."

Tan Zongming naturally knew that she was referring to Zheng Qiaoqiao, nodded in agreement, and said, "That's right. She is not only beautiful, but also has a lot of personality." He observed her expression and saw her pursing her lips uncomfortably. Couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

You Bing said: "So, you like her very much."

"Is there anyone who doesn't like a lively girl like her?"