Ann and Zen

Zhao Chan proposed to leave at the year-end meeting, so he had to wait until the annual meeting was over before he could leave Beijing, but Song Zian had already completed the sacrifice, so he decided not to wait for Zhao Chan to leave early.Zhao Chan actually wanted Song Zian to wait for the two of them to leave together, but Song Zian had been embarrassed by too many people these days. Based on this guilt, Zhao Chan decided to send Song Zian away.

The train was scheduled for the evening, and the two went to the train station together.As soon as he got out of the car, Song Zian's phone rang, "Hello, Xiaolong, what's the matter?" It turned out to be Song Zilong. It seems that Zhao Chen has reported yesterday's incident to his home, but I don't know what kind of tendency his words have. sex.

"Brother, when did you come back? You didn't say anything when you came back. If it wasn't for uncle, I wouldn't even know you were back. Where are you now? Have dinner together?" Song Zilong first complained, and then invited him to dinner at night .

"I'm going back today, we won't be together today, see you next time." Song Zian obviously had a deep obsession with going back to Qingdao.

"Come on, where are you now? At least see me?" Song Zilong's tone sounded a little eager.

"Then...you come to KFC at Beijing South Railway Station, I will wait for you there, I have an evening train, you hurry up." Song Zian couldn't refuse him under this situation, and simply explained a few words , hung up the phone.

"Who? Song Zilong?" Zhao Chan looked at Song Zian with puzzled eyes.

"Yes, he'll come over later, it's fine." Song Zian remembered what happened yesterday, as if he hadn't told Zhao Chan yet, the two went to KFC and found a seat with great difficulty, Song Zian then simplified what happened last night told him.

Soon, the two found Song Zilong looking outside the door, waved his hand, and called him to his seat. Song Zilong gently put the car keys on the table, leaned on the back of the chair,

"Brother, why did you leave so soon? If it weren't for my uncle, I wouldn't even know you were back. He even said that you came back to ask for shares at the annual meeting. I don't believe it anyway, so I'll call you now."

"Um...that's what he said? Well, I just came back to sacrifice, and I went back today. When I went to buy toys for the dog yesterday, I ran into him in front of a hotel. I remember me and He said it, why would he say that? By the way, he was with the secretary, and he looks pretty~" Song Zian was obviously not easy to bully, and he took Zhao Chen into the army.

"Okay, brother, you know who he is, why should we be angry with him?" Song Zilong obviously believed in Song Zian a little more, and he continued, "By the way, why are you in such a hurry to go back? It's almost New Year's Day, and we're staying at home." A few days."

His sudden invitation almost broke through Song Zian's defenses, "No, the tickets are already bought."

The atmosphere was suddenly a little stiff, and the two of them didn't know what to say. Fortunately, there was Zhao Chan, "It's okay, we will get together some time later."

Song Zilong was a little surprised by the sudden voice, "Excuse me, this gentleman is with you? Hello."

"Well, I'm with you, Zhao Chan from the Zhao family. You can contact more about business in the future." Song Zian briefly introduced the two of them.Song Zilong had just taken over the business not long ago, and Zhao Chan had been in Qingdao for a long time recently, so the two didn't know each other yet, but they had heard each other's names, and the atmosphere became active.

Just like that, they talked a lot about business or gossip, and soon it was time for Song Zian to get on the train.

"I should go, see you later." Song Zian proposed to leave, Zhao Chan was obviously a little bit reluctant, and insisted on sending him to the platform, while Song Zilong watched all this quietly, and seemed to have a truth in his heart.Although Song Zian didn't tell him, he had already seen the truth.

In this way, Song Zian's panic-stricken trip to Beijing came to an end.

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