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A Cadillac was parked on the side of the road not far from Zia Machinery Company.

It was early morning at this time, and occasionally a few morning joggers or dog walkers passed by the side of the road, and they all looked at this expensive car curiously, but unfortunately the black privacy film protected the owner's privacy well , On the contrary, it makes people have the urge to find out.

Passers-by passed the corner and all disappeared in the rearview mirror.The door of the passenger seat opened, and a young man in a suit got out of the car with a briefcase.Just as he was about to close the car door, a hand reached out from inside the car and dragged him back into the car.

After more than ten minutes, the young man opened the car door as if fleeing, got out of the car in a hurry, and then slammed the door viciously.Combing his messy hair, biting his bloodshot lips, he hurried to the direction of Zia Machinery Company.

After a while, the Cadillac restarted and slowly drove into the gate of Zia Machinery Company.

Facing the car, Xu Yao adjusted his tie in the vanity mirror, and he was perfectly dressed.He forcibly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, put on his usual poker face, and walked into Zia's door.

In order to avoid the peak hours of crowds, he deliberately waited until after working hours to come, but even so, the employees coming and going in the hall still recognized him, stopped and greeted him in surprise: "President Xu! "

"En." Xu Yao glanced condescendingly, nodded reservedly, walked to the front desk and stopped, "Visitor registration."

The little girl at the front desk smiled like a flower, and quickly hid the visitor registration book under the table: "Oh, you're still registered. You can say hello to whomever you want, you are free! Feel free!"

The person I'm looking for really can't be greeted casually... Xu Yao silently took back the pen he just took out, and gave her a barely kind expression.

The girl at the front desk immediately let out a low gasp, held the visitor registration book to cover her flushed cheeks, and peeked shyly from the top of the page.

With countless hot gazes on his back, Xu Yao walked into the elevator expressionlessly and pressed the top floor directly.

Before stepping into this office, Xu Yao was considered to be in a good mood, and even the nympho female employee who was the most troubled in the past didn't seem so annoying today.

However, Xu Yao's good mood fell apart in an instant and disappeared completely when he saw Song Sifan's enchanting face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

... It seems that the next time I come back to Zia Machinery Company, asking for a kiss in the early morning will not be enough.Xu Yao raised the stakes in his heart, pulled out a chair almost rudely, and sat opposite Song Sifan, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, barely suppressing the irritability that was churning.

Song Sifan calmly pushed the ashtray in front of him, and gently reminded him: "Mr. Xu, smoking is not allowed in my office."

"Hehe," Xu Yao sneered, "I am also forbidden to send messages through Xu Weichen."

"If I call you without Xu Weichen, will you come?"

"Not coming!"

"That's it." Song Sifan showed a friendly smile, and shrugged helplessly, "My heart is clear to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. There is no other way to make such a bad plan, Mr. Xu!"

"Hmph." Xu Yao put out the cigarette in the ashtray, lay back on the chair, crossed his legs, and asked arrogantly, "Tell me, what's going on this time?"

Song Sifan paused for a moment, with a slightly strange expression on his face: "Speaking of which, this matter is really tricky, otherwise I wouldn't bother to invite you here..."

There are really not many things that can move Song Sifan's face. Seeing him like this, Xu Yao can't help but get serious. Could it be that Zia has encountered some century-old problem?

"...I'm going to visit Raymond's house after get off work today."

Xu Yao didn't say a word, stood up and walked towards the door decisively: "President Song asked me to come all the way from the Asia-Pacific headquarters to listen to your show of affection! It's really interesting!"

"Hey? Hey!" Song Sifan was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped him, "Don't go!"

"Please find someone else to continue, I will not accompany you." Xu Yao kept walking, and opened the door of the general manager's office.

"I warn you, if you walk out of this door, we won't even be friends in the future!"

Xu Yao sneered and took a step forward.Who the hell used to be friends with you?

"I will disclose our relationship to the whole group!"

Xu Yao froze in place, he turned his head slowly in disbelief, Song Sifan picked up the landline and looked at him with a smile.

——It’s not about disclosing Xu Weichen’s sexuality.

——It’s not about disclosing Xu Yao’s sexual orientation.

——Not to mention the relationship between Xu Yao and Xu Weichen's lovers.

——It's the relationship between "our" lovers.

What the hell is "we"!

Who the hell told you "we"!

Xu Yao twitched the corners of his eyebrows, his fingers almost broke the doorknob, he ground his teeth, and asked word by word: "You, say, again."

Song Sifan threw the microphone away with a "snap", put his hands in a gesture of surrender, and smiled flatteringly: "Speak up if you have something to say! Sit down first..."

"Hehe, Mr. Song, I found that you seem to be sitting too comfortably as the general manager?"

"Either sit for you? I don't mind." Song Sifan suggested sincerely.

It was only then that Xu Yao remembered that the other party really didn't care about this position at all.

... There is no sense of accomplishment in a verbal battle with the prince, no matter whether he wins or loses.

Xu Yao snorted softly, the nameless anger disappeared inexplicably, and what came to his heart was a deep sense of powerlessness.He sat down again and lit a cigarette: "Stop talking, you fart quickly."

"I don't have much experience, so I just want to ask you, what should you pay attention to when meeting parents? What should I buy as a meeting gift? What clothes are more suitable?"

Xu Yao pointed to himself with a cigarette in his mouth: "Are you asking me?"

"Yes," Song Sifan nodded bluntly, "You are the only male best friend in City B!"

Xu Yao almost vomited up last night's overnight meal, fuck your boyfriend!You are the boyfriend!Your whole family is male girlfriends!

"Well, do you have any suggestions?"

"Song Sifan," Xu Yao called him once in a rare serious manner, "Xu Weichen is an orphan."

"Well, I know that. But he has someone close to take you to meet?"

Yes, yes...but that time I asked for it on my own initiative, and the incident happened so suddenly, I couldn't care less about clothes and gifts during the business trip, and I only had time to go to the supermarket.

But Xu Yao didn't intend to tell Song Sifan the whole story of this experience, and it has always been Xu Yao's principle not to leave any opportunity for the enemy to laugh at him.

So he pretended to be cold and said lightly: "Of course."

Song Sifan asked eagerly: "How is the effect?"

Xu Yao looked at him coldly, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth: "What do you think?"

"Wow, I knew I found the right person. Come and teach me!" Song Sifan lay on the desk with his upper body lying on his desk, staring at him.

"Clothes don't have to be the best, but they must be the ones that complement your temperament the most. Simply put, they are the most handsome. Gifts don't have to be the most expensive, but they must be what the other party wants the most. If you I don't know, I can ask Raymond for his opinion..."

As expected of Xu Yao's background in sales, things that he has never experienced at all can be described as if he was actually there by just relying on his imagination and imagination.Song Sifan didn't know whether he was really listening carefully or just having fun, so he applauded enthusiastically every few seconds.

The two of them played such a meaningless game. From how the son-in-law came to talk about Ziya's future, Xu Yao also pointed out several problems and solutions in Ziya's business process, and it was time to get off work in a blink of an eye. time.

Xu Yao took a sip of water, and it took him a while to recall why he came to Song Sifan's office today.He put away the spinning pen uncomfortably, stood up and prepared to leave: "That's about it, I hope it can help you."

Song Sifan raised his head from his contemplation, and smiled at him: "It's so helpful, it made me suddenly enlightened, Mr. Xu."

Xu Yao didn't know whether he was talking about the door or Qiya, so he asked with a pun: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Hmm..." Song Sifan deliberately made a long nasal sound, walked around the table and walked towards the window.The secretary came in at noon and closed the curtains to block the harsh sunlight outside.Now that the sun was setting and the curtains were drawn, the office looked a bit dark.

Song Sifan suddenly opened the curtains, and the orange-red sunset rushed into the room unexpectedly, painting the air with a layer of warm color.He stood in a halo of orange, looking down on his empire like an emperor, his tone was obviously ordinary, but it sounded a bit of unquestionable majesty: "I plan to do as you say."

Xu Yao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "I said..."

Song Sifan's temper is a bit eccentric, but his upbringing has always been considered outstanding. No matter how disinterested others are in speaking, he must listen carefully, and he has never been as unresponsive as he is now.

Xu Yao shut his mouth, walked to his side, and followed his line of sight to look down from the glass curtain wall on the top floor.

It was getting dark, and Zia's employees walked out of the company gate in twos and threes, their figures elongated, intersected with each other, and then hurriedly separated.Lei Meng stood at the gate, turning on the phone screen to check the time every two minutes, and stretching his neck to look in the direction of the elevator from time to time.

Yang Qili squeezed out of the crowd and walked to Lei Meng with difficulty. The two chatted for a while. Yang Qili waved her hand and walked towards the gate. Lei Meng said goodbye to her and then walked to the parking lot.

Song Sifan then turned his head and asked, "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"I said," Xu Yao turned his eyes back to him from downstairs, his expression was so serious that it was almost indifferent, "Be nice to him."

Realizing who he was referring to, Song Sifan frowned: "Did I treat him badly?"

Xu Yao said bluntly, "Not good."

"..."

The author has something to say: Oops, this is actually a side story about Mr. Song’s door-to-door visit, but I accidentally wrote it too long. After all, the double supervisor CP is so loving~

A little description of Xu Yao’s heartthrob state in Ziya (before Song Sifan and Xu Weichen came, Mr. Xu was harassed by female employees X every day), and show you Mr. Song’s deep "love" for Mr. Xu " and trust.

I should be able to successfully meet the parents in the next chapter... Believe me