C269 (2/2)
Tang looked at him, but he didn't think about it: ”no, thanks.”
The man gently raises his eyebrows.
”If you have any questions, you can come to me. On the relationship of our strategic alliance, this little thing is just a piece of cake.”
Tang fenrui: ”thanks.”
She got out of the car and walked towards the Banshan apartment, thinking about how to deal with those female students when she arrived at the classroom tomorrow.
Thinking about this, she saw Huan Jing mowing the lawn at the door.
Seeing Tang qiurui coming, he raised his head slightly, with a slight smile on his quiet face.
The man wore a casual shirt, and the whole man was like a model about to be painted.
Looking at her like this, Tang xianrui suddenly has a bold idea!
Huan Jing picked up his eyebrows: ”Oh? What do you think? ”
Tang xianrui is about to open his mouth, but this idea has been passed through in his mind. How can it be unrealistic.
”Nothing I just think about it. ”
Huan Jing frowned, as if to ask, Tang xianrui hurriedly waved his hand: ”there was something to trouble you, but you have every chance in your day, I'm sorry to trouble.”
The maid trotted to the door and spoke excitedly.
”Miss, you are back at last. Dinner is ready. The young master has been waiting for you.”
”Wait for me?”
Tang xianrui's heart is empty, but he doesn't have a good heart when he thinks of doing business today.
”Oh, I've been recruiting people all day. I forgot you didn't go to the company today, or I could come back earlier.”
Huan Jing asked casually.
”How's it going?”
”It's very smooth. It's basically based on a certain foundation or major, except for the last one...”
Tang xianrui said, suddenly paused.
It seems that Huan Jing can't know about his communication with Yan xiechen, right?
This is troublesome. In the future, even when Huan Jing goes to her studio, she has to be careful.
”Except for what?”
”Nothing.” She waved and smiled. ”If it's OK, I'll go upstairs first!”
She grabs a few meals at the table and plans to go upstairs, but Huan Jing stops her.
”Are you free this Sunday?”
”What's the matter this Sunday?”
”Well...”
Huan Jing hesitated for a moment in a low voice.
In the impression of Tang fenrui, Huanjing always does things simply and rarely drags on.
”I'm free. What can I do for you?”
Huan Jing cuts the things in the dinner plate. His eyes droop. He doesn't seem to see her, but he can feel that all his senses fall on the girl in front of him.
He was very concerned about her reaction.
”There's an event in the company. It's a masquerade party. You need to bring your partner.”
With that, he concentrated on cutting the steak in his hand, as if it had nothing to do with himself.
But Tang found out.
”With a girl So you're going to take me over? ”
It took a long time for the man in front of me to respond quietly.
”Well.”
Tang xianrui thought for a moment that it was just a masquerade dance. It's OK for her to go there. She lingered under the eaves of other people's houses for so long to eat and drink. No matter what, she did some good or bad.
In this way, she should come down.
”No problem. Let's go that day.”
As she said that, she rubbed up the stairs.
When I got upstairs, my cell phone dingdong a message.
As soon as she saw it, she took a breath of air conditioning, and it turned out that the director who sponsored the competition sent her a message.
”Hello, Miss Tang. Do you have time for another trial tomorrow?”
This is more than that of Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu is no more than a small judge.
I don't know why the organizer should contact her actively?
At the same time, she quickly returned to a ”good”, at the same time, she called Yan xiechen for questioning.
”Did you meddle in something about me?”
Yan Xie Chen over there is careless.
”I just happened to know the organizer. I inquired about your situation by the way. I didn't say a word about it.”
Tang xianrui: ”...”
So Yan Xie Chen helped her ”seemingly unintentionally”?
Although she was reluctant, she said in a low voice on the surface: ”thank you. I owe you this time.”
They laugh.
”Who and whom do you need?”
Now, downstairs.
Looking at Tang fenrui's back, Huan Jing dials a phone and whispers.
”Get ready for Sunday.”
The assistant was shocked. ”No, young master, you really Are you really going to propose? ”
”Well.”