After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Song Xier looked up and saw Yang Ming who was pressing the elevator with his hand raised.

The latter also saw her and was obviously stunned.

Where there is Yang Ming, there must be Shang Ji!

Thinking about this, Song Xi'er looked past Yang Ming, and sure enough she saw Shang Ji, who was one step behind and walking towards someone while talking to someone.

The man has broad shoulders and long legs. He only wore a three-piece suit on such a cold day. The Italian handmade custom-made full suit on him made his already imposing temperament even more reserved and noble.

He doesn't walk fast, but because his legs are so long, the women wearing high heels following him can hardly keep up.

The woman kept saying something on the side. Shang Ji tilted his head slightly and listened quietly. He occasionally responded and said something. The line of his jaw was very beautiful.

When he walked to the elevator door, he suddenly raised his head, and his deep and cold eyes met Song Xi'er's.

Song Xier did not expect to see Shang Ji here.

So when the other person looked over, she forgot to react for a moment and just faced him.

Yang Ming raised his hand to block the elevator door: "Mr. Shang."

Shang Ji's calm eyes briefly glanced at Song Xi'er's face and then looked away, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't recognize her.

Song Xi'er also came back to her senses in an instant, averted her gaze with a bit of embarrassment, and stepped back to stand in the corner of the elevator.

The elevator door closed, Song Xi'er's eyes were fixed on the display screen beside her, and she just wanted to get to the eighth floor quickly and get out.

As she looked at it, she suddenly noticed something was wrong, because she suddenly realized that Yang Ming had not pressed the floor button.

forgotten?

Or should we go to the eighth floor...

Song Xier pursed her lips and said nothing.

The woman wearing a professional skirt is very young and good-looking. Especially when talking to Shang Ji, her body will tilt toward Shang Ji intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mr. Commerce, it is such an honor to work with you. Our manager is already on his way back. He has repeatedly stressed that I must entertain you well."

The woman's voice was very pleasant, and her eyes never moved away from Shang Ji's face the whole time she spoke.

Song Xi'er was standing behind her. Her position was quite coincidental. When she looked up, she saw the figure that the woman wanted to reveal to Shang Ji, intentionally or unintentionally.

He is indeed in good shape, looming under his professional suit.

Song Xi'er said "tsk" in her heart, and then withdrew her gaze.

Sure enough, there is really no shortage of women to chase wherever you go.

Where did she get the confidence to think that the other person could give up the colorful world outside and fall in love with her, a little girl who wanted nothing but nothing?

Thinking about it, Song Xi'er couldn't help but look up at the back of the man in front of her.

Fortunately, it's not too late to wake up now.

The perfume on the woman's body was a bit strong, and Song Xi'er couldn't help but sneeze.

As a result, I don’t know whether she moved too much or was too close to the person in front of her. Her forehead accidentally hit the person in front of her on the back.

Song Xi'er quickly backed away, but when she looked up and saw something, her whole body suddenly froze.

She stayed up late these days to review, and she didn't sleep very well. She had heavy dark circles under her eyes and a bad complexion. In order to prevent Su Mei from seeing and worrying, she would cover it with foundation every day when she got up, and today was no exception.

The impact of the sneeze was quite strong. She had not controlled it well just now, and the impact on her forehead actually rubbed the foundation on her forehead onto the other person's back.

Although the color is very light, it does rub off.

Song Xi'er suddenly thought of the short video she had seen on the Internet before, in which a girlfriend with exquisite makeup was hugged by her boyfriend and left an obvious foundation on her face.

Although there was only a small white mark on her face, it was enough to make Song Xier want to disappear from this world.

And the person she bumped into was Shang Ji!

Song Xi'er didn't wait for Shang Ji to turn around and quickly said, "I'm sorry!"

She was already standing in the corner, and there weren't many people in the elevator. How could she still bump into someone even if she sneezed?

The woman next to her turned around and saw Shang Ji's back, and her expression changed drastically: "Oh, what's wrong with you? You've soiled Mr. Shang's clothes."

Song Xier lowered her head and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Shang Ji didn't look back, he raised his hand to unbutton his clothes and took off his coat.

Seeing this, the woman raised her hand: "Mr. Shang, why don't you send me dry cleaning? There is a store nearby, and it's a quick trip."

"Thank you, no need to bother." Shang Ji said and hung his coat on his arm.

"...I'm really sorry." Song Xi'er apologized again, and then shrank herself into a corner, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

After Song Xi'er apologized, she originally wanted to send it to dry cleaning. Although she didn't want to, it was her fault after all. Unexpectedly, the woman said it before her, and Shang Ji refused.

Song Xier breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt a hint of bitterness and self-deprecation.

It seemed that not only did she not want to be involved with the other party anymore, but Shang Ji did the same.

This is just right and saves her trouble.

The elevator door opened with a ding. Song Xier raised her head and was about to go out, but Shang Ji and the others in front of her had already exited the elevator one step ahead of her.

It's really the same floor, it's not such a coincidence.

Song Xi'er deliberately fell behind for a few seconds, feeling a little depressed. Why did she happen to be able to meet her when she came over today to give her some clothes?

If she had been earlier or later, she would definitely not have encountered it.

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly came from in front of him.

Song Xi'er paused, looked up, and saw Shang Ji standing not far away talking to someone, and the person talking to him was Kang Nan.

So Shang Ji wants to cooperate with BST, and the person he wants to meet happens to be Mr. Kang?

But that's right, this is BST, what is Shang Ji's status? Since he has come in person, he can't just send a manager to receive him.

A few people said a few words and then walked into the conference room nearby.

Before going in, Kangnan turned back and glanced at Song Xier.

When Song Xi'er was hesitating whether to put down her clothes and leave, a secretary-looking person came towards her: "Miss Song?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Kang asked me to receive you."

"No need." Song Xi'er handed over the bag in her hand: "Please help me return this to him. I will leave first."

After going back that day, Song Xi'er suddenly thought about whether Mr. Kang would offend the banker by taking her away in front of Zhuang Lin, so she thought of using this time to return the clothes and ask.

If the other party was really targeted by the banker because of her, Song Xier would really feel guilty.

However, the timing was really unlucky, so it was natural that Song Xi'er would not be disturbed anymore, and she did not want to wait until the negotiations came out before bumping into the other party.

"Miss Song can actually wait." The secretary saw that what was in the bag turned out to be clothes, and then looked at Song Xi'er with a different look: "Mr. Shang is actually our Mr. Zhang's client. Mr. Zhang has something to do and hasn't arrived yet." , so Mr. Kang will help with reception first."

Mr. Zhang is another partner of BST Firm.

"Thank you, but no need." When Song Xi'er went out, she took a few books with her to read on the road. The books were quite big, with a small part of them exposed.

The secretary saw the words on it with sharp eyes, and asked with a smile: "Did Miss Song also study architecture? I happen to be fine, how about I take Miss Song for a walk?"