Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

"dong dong dong"

The waiter knocked on the door and pushed it open, followed by Song Zhiyu. Jiang Ci looked up from his phone and smiled, "Here I am."

Song Zhiyu nodded and sat down. Seeing that everyone was present, Jiang Ci began to order food.

"Is everything okay with Doctor Qiu?" Jiang Ci said while looking at the menu.

Song Zhiyu wiped his hands and said softly, "Well, I've already contacted her and arranged a time. I asked her to come to Yuncheng in a while."

"Yuncheng? From what you said, you won't go back to Beicheng during this period?" Jiang Ci was a little surprised. He believed in his brother's ability and didn't think that anything could hold him back for several months.

Song Zhiyu curled his lips and said, "Well, I won't go back for the time being, but I will go back at the beginning of next month."

Jiang Ci ordered the dishes and handed the menu to Song Zhiyu. Seeing the latter shook his head, he put the menu on the table and raised his eyebrows, "Is it because of the girl you mentioned last time? I suddenly became curious. What kind of girl would make you, Song Zhiyu, care so much about her?"

Song Zhiyu didn't want to say more, after all, the fate was still unknown. He met Jiang Ci's half-smiley eyes and asked, "How is your mother doing recently?"

Jiang Ci sneered, knowing that his old friend didn't want to talk more, so he changed the subject, but he didn't force it, and said calmly: "Much better, I often go shopping with your mother recently, and everything is fine."

"What about you and Zhiwan?" This time it was Song Zhiyu who looked at Jiang Ci with a half-smile and asked curiously.

When asked this question, he began to hesitate, and then looked at Song Zhiyu opposite him. The two smiled at each other and said warmly, "Very good, we are also fine. Zhiwan will be returning to China soon, I hope you can be in Beicheng by then."

The parents of both families knew about the affair between Jiang Ci and Song Zhiwan. The Jiang, Song and Xie families in North City had always had a good relationship. Song Zhiwan and Song Zhiyu had even temporarily lived in the Jiang family when they were young, but because something happened in the Jiang family later, the two no longer lived there. However, the friendship between them had been cultivated since childhood.

"Tell me, before Xiaowan comes back, can you handle that girl? Xiaowan has been talking about wanting a sister-in-law." Song Zhiyu just tilted his head and smiled helplessly, "She is still young and will take the college entrance examination next year."

Jiang Ci almost spit out a mouthful of water. It turned out that his brother was an old cow eating young grass, and the one he liked was actually a high school student!

"What a beast!" Jiang Ci glanced at the man opposite him, rolled his eyes and muttered softly.

Soon, all the dishes were served. Jiang Ci had been busy with the competition yesterday and hadn't eaten much the whole day. Now that he finally had a full meal, he ate without hesitation.

"What about you? When will you return to Beicheng?" Song Zhiyu asked.

"Tomorrow, the game is over, and there's nothing else to do next. I'll book a flight for tomorrow afternoon."

Speaking of the competition, Jiang Ci immediately became interested, "Old Song, let me tell you, this competition will make those old men happy for a long time."

Song Zhiyu raised his head with an ambiguous expression and asked, "Have you found a good candidate?"

Jiang Ci likes talking to Song Zhiyu, he understands everything once he starts talking.

"Yes, although I didn't meet her, I saw her work. It was indeed very well drawn. Uncle Lu also said that this girl is extremely talented and is a good candidate for painting. This made the teachers very happy for a long time."

Song Zhiyu chuckled when he heard this, "This is rare. It must be quite good to be liked by Uncle Lu so much."

Jiang Ci nodded in agreement and added, "And the first place seems to be a student from Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, her name is... Jiang Qie. Uncle Lu kept talking to me about this girl in the elevator yesterday, praising her for everything from her appearance to her paintings. And coincidentally, I met this girl once in the elevator. She is really good."

After hearing what he wanted to hear and confirming what he had in mind, Song Zhiyu smiled and said, "Well, very good."

After the two of them finished eating, Jiang Ci prepared to go take a look at Song Zhiyu’s Hengshan Mansion, and they drove there together.

In the car, Jiang Ci was talking while Song Zhiyu was listening and sending messages.

【Congratulations, first place. 】

Jiang Qie was stunned when she received the message. How did Song Zhiyu know that she had won the award?

[Thank you, but how did you know? ]

Song Zhiyu chuckled, glanced at Jiang Ci who was driving, lowered his head and wrote,

[I am a good friend of Jiang Ci from the Yuncheng Jiang family, the organizer of this event. ]

Having said that, Jiang Qie remembered why the person she met in the elevator yesterday looked familiar. In her previous life, she was seriously ill, and Song Zhiyu took her to Beicheng Hospital. At that time, he spent almost all his time on himself, and Jiang Ci, as his good friend, naturally came to the hospital to check on her situation. That was when they met once.

[We are awesome, do you want any reward? ]

Jiang Qie looked at her phone and wanted to reply "no thanks", but for some reason, her mind suddenly popped up the small dessert that Song Zhiyu handed her after evening study that day. She looked at the bag on the side and found that she had already finished it.

[I want the little cake you bought for me last time.]

Song Zhiyu looked at the message the girl replied and smiled indulgently. She was so easily satisfied.

[Is cake enough? ]

[Yeah, that's enough. But I want three this time.] Jiang Qie only had two last time and he still didn't have enough. He originally planned to find that store this weekend and buy it himself, but he didn't expect Song Zhiyu to send him a message.

[Okay.] Song Zhiyu knew that girls loved desserts, but he didn't expect that they would like them so much. He turned off his phone and was about to close his eyes to rest when he felt a burning gaze beside him.

Jiang Ci was originally talking to Song Zhiyu, but there was no response from him. He turned around and saw that the other person was immersed in chatting with someone else.

"Is it that girl?" Song Zhiyu said nothing. He knew that Jiang Ci looked calm on the surface, but was actually as gossipy as Xie Xianqing behind his back. Saying more would only make him keep asking questions. Anyway, he would tell Xie Xianqing when he met him when he returned later. There was no rush.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Old Song, I finally see that you are serious, very serious." Both of them smiled.

On the other side, Jiang Qie put her phone aside and looked at the computer screen. This morning, Weng Heqing sent her a series of data program codes. Although Jiang Qie calculated it, the actual adjustment and trial still needed his computer equipment. But the problem was that these data codes were sorted out by Jiang Qie, and no one knew them better than her. If other people came, there would be more trouble and mistakes. And Weng Heqing also said that there were other problems that were not convenient to communicate on the Internet. Thinking of this, Jiang Qie frowned and finally decided that if possible, he still needed to go to North City.