"It's so beautiful."

Song Qingyou was so emotional.

It wasn't until the two collided in the air, and Jiang Zhihan showed some jokes that she knew that she actually spoke in her heart.

Song Qingyou raised her hand behind the unnecessary hair behind her ear. In order to avoid embarrassment, they took the initiative:

"Does President Jiang often come to this restaurant before?"

"It was recommended by Fang Yan, I came for the first time."

"Then you have to taste the taste, so that the assistant Fang will take care of it."

Song Qingyou only asked about the topic in order to divert the topic. I didn't care much about the answer.

After saying a few words, the waiter will be served.

This is a Western Restaurant. After the front cuisine, the high -quality steak is brought up. It looks very appetite.

Song Qingyou ate two sips and looked at the left and right before I found that there was no wine on the table.

She couldn't help curious: "Do Jiang always don't drink?"

Jiang Zhihan held his hand and fork's hand, and paused strangely, "Drinking at night, you may not be able to sleep."

"If you need it, let them send them."

Song Qingyou shook his head, "No, I just thought that President Jiang didn't drink, and it felt surprised."

Jiang Zhihan raised his eyes slightly.

He has not changed his expression, but Song Qinggou Fuxin is coming, knowing why he wants to ask why, and he explained:

"Because President Jiang may have to participate in various entertainment."

Jiang Zhihan: "Even if there is entertainment, I don’t need to please others."

As a flattering party, he drinks if he wants to drink, and does not drink if he doesn't want to drink.

Song Qingyou froze, and immediately laughed: "Is this President Jiang in Versailles?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhihan asked.

Song Qingyou stunned again, saying funnyly: "This is a network term, probably--"

She didn't know how to explain it for a while, should I just say X?

Song Qingyou thought about it, pulled out his mobile phone, leaned forward slightly, showed the entry encyclopedia page to the other party, and bent his lips again:

"President Jiang usually, don't you look at social platforms and the like?"

Obviously so young, but I haven't heard these familiar network words ... I don't know, I thought what kind of old mountains and forests were living in.

Jiang Zhihan shook his head and looked at the other person's clear and bright smile, and his mind moved slightly. Chinese website

Song Qingyou asked again: "What do you usually do?"

"Work."

"Except for work?"

"..."

Jiang Zhi was chilling in silence.

Seeing this, Song Qingyou finally understood that those people in the secretary department, the gold content of "work madness" in the mouth.

At that time, Lin Hui also said, saying that they used to think that President Jiang's lover must be the entire Jiangyuan Group.

So she couldn't help curious: "What about Jiang Jiang? What do you do?"

"study."

"No interest and hobbies ... or entertainment?"

"..."

Song Qingyou was really shocked this time.

Xu was her surprise look too obvious, Jiang Zhihan explained subconsciously:

"When I was in school, there was a problem with the company, and the time was more urgent."

If it wasn't for Jiangquan's poor operation and the position of the president of the company was not stable, the old man would not be as soon as he was an adult, so he would push him up.

At that time, Jiang Zhihan was so young, and there was no experience in managing the company. In the eyes of the company's veterans, it was no different from the mascot.

But now, Jiang Zhihan has become a perfect heir.

Song Qingyou can speculate how difficult the process is, looking at Jiang Zhihan's eyes, it can't help but have a little more compassion.

Jiang Zhihan was speechless for a while, recalling the news of Fang Yan's investigation, and asked, "What about you?"

"I? My hobbies are--"

Song

Qingyou opened his mouth and wanted to say that he would have a lot of things.

Sports, music, art, writing ... she will all.

There are more things that she can do, and she has been working hard to learn.

Strictly speaking, it is not a hobby.

She spit out two words for a long time: "Make money?"

The uncertain tone led Jiang Zhihan to hold back, and laughed.

Looking at the smile like Langyue's arms, Song Qingyou blushed for a moment, and then rarely embarrassed:

"In this case, I not only have no hobbies, no time, and no money. Compared to me, I am a bit worse."

"Then I want to cultivate more hobbies ..."

In fact, when an actor and writing, she is very happy.

However, your job and part -time job you do not want to say is eliminated!

"No retirement in advance, it will be fine."

"Retire in advance?" Jiang Zhihan "captured" the key points.

"Yeah." Song Qingyou nodded, "Enjoying life is more important."

Jiang Zhihan never expected that she would think so.

After all, when I was a cat, I saw that Song Qingyou was busy, and there was little rest time.

He thought Song Qinggou had liked so busy.

"When you cultivate your hobbies, don't you mind tell me?"

Jiang Zhihan seemed to have a tide.

"President Jiang also wants to be together?" Song Qingyou asked and asked himself, "There is nothing to mind, but if President Jiang wants to retire in advance, it will be difficult ..."

Without the words, she suddenly thought of Jiang Zhihan's coma last time, so she tentatively tested:

"Besides, President Jiang will faint from time to time, and the situation is more special."

Jiang Zhihan did not respond.

He didn't know how to answer this question, after answering this question, and worried that the other party would continue to ask ...

Looking at Song Qingyou's eyes, his reaction is equivalent to the default.

Rao was the answer to the question from Fang Yan. She still wanted to ask Jiang Zhihan's sober time.

"I can ask-"

The three words were exported, and Song Qingyou's mobile phone shook.

Seeing that the caller ID turned out to be Dr. Liu, she quickly said, "Sorry, I will answer the phone."

After speaking, he didn't care about Jiang Zhihan here, and hurriedly connected to call.

Because Dr. Liu was the attending physician of Song Xingye, Jiang Zhihan knew his heart, and naturally he also knew that Song Qinggou was a momentary affection.

His face was slightly sinking, and there would be any bad news from the dark hospital ...

"What do you say? My dad wakes up? Really?"

Song Qingyou rarely controlled emotions, and stood up at once.

"Okay, I will pass! Yes, trouble you!"

After speaking, hung up the phone immediately, prepare to say goodbye to Jiang Zhihan.

Who knows the latter has got up, "I will take you to the hospital."

"this--"

"Walk."

Jiang Zhihan's attitude is determined, and Song Qingyou wants to see his adoptive father.

There is no talk in tacit understanding.

When I got on the car, Jiang Zhihan handed the handkerchief to her.

Song Qingyou took it up, and later realized that the corner of her eyes was full of tears.

After Song Xingye adopted her back, she had always been like her and her daughter. She naturally regarded the other party as a father.

When she knew that the other party woke up, she was happier than anyone else.

Unfortunately

——It is also the reason that Song Xingye's body has not been very good, so that poisoned people can easily succeed.


Chapter completed!