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    Fang Lan is really not good at dating.

    Lin Yushu called Fang Lan, but the other party refused to answer.He called Fang Lan's assistant again, and the assistant asked him to contact a lawyer.

    If someone needs to send a message in the middle, it will be difficult to talk about the matter, and Lin Yushu was at a loss for a while.

    At noon, it is customary to come to the company cafeteria for dinner.

    Today Lin Yushu came a little late, the cafeteria was full of people, at first glance, only a few empty seats could be seen.

    After finishing his meal, he was looking for a place with few people, but when he turned around, he saw someone waving at him.

    "Manager Lin." Song Qiming's voice was bright and natural, "There is no one here."

    A colleague had already looked over, and Lin Yushu couldn't ignore it directly, so he could only bite the bullet and walked across to Song Qiming and sat down.

    "Didn't I tell you not to talk to me?" Lin Yushu buried his head and poked the rice on the dinner plate with his chopsticks.

    "It's okay to say no in front of Shao Guangjie last time?" Song Qiming seemed to be really chatting with his colleagues, but it set off Lin Yushu's unnatural behavior, "Did you have an appointment with Fang Lan?"

    "No." Lin Yushu quickly realized the reality, knowing that unilateral avoidance was useless, so he simply chatted with Song Qiming, "She doesn't answer my phone."

    "I found out that she has a private sister reunion tonight." Song Qiming also knew that walls have ears, so he deliberately lowered his volume when he said this, "Do you want to block her?"

    "Where is it?" Lin Yushu paused as he picked up the vegetables.

    "South Boundary Resort Hotel."

    Lin Yushu often went to Nanjie Hotel for meetings and entertainment. Hearing this location, he immediately deduced which floor Fang Lan was meeting on.

    But it's not good to break into the party directly, so can only wait for her in the hotel lobby.

    Lin Yushu thought for a while, and said to Song Qiming, "Call me after get off work."

    The reason why Lin Yushu asked Song Qiming to remind him to get off work was because he often missed the off work time.

    Today was no exception. He kept looking at the document in his hand until the phone vibrated, and he realized that the time was almost six o'clock.

    The message Song Qiming sent was very simple, just an emoji.

    "Song Qiming: Wo Wo Chong Chong.jpg"

    Lin Yushu couldn't help wondering, this person wouldn't just make emojis for Wo Wo when he was free, right?

    He also responded with a brief message.

    "Lin Yushu: Immediately"

    At Lin Yushu's rank, there is no need to clock in to and from get off work.He and Song Qiming both got off work ten minutes earlier, and there were not many people in the parking lot at this time.

    The Civic is used to parking on the negative third floor, but there is some distance between it and the GTR, and it is not parked side by side.

    The two left the Eternal Star building one after the other, joining the traffic flow of the evening rush hour.

    Because there are too many cars on the road, the GTR will disappear from Lin Yushu's sight from time to time, but after a while, that cool GTR will reappear, which makes Lin Yushu feel inexplicably at ease.

    About forty minutes later, the two arrived at the South Boundary Resort Hotel.

    Although the hotel has a lot of parking spaces, the two parked their cars separately, because the two performance cars, one red and one blue, were too eye-catching.

    After getting up from the parking lot, Lin Yushu went to the hotel gate first, and told the doorman to notify Fang Lan immediately if he saw Fang Lan coming to pick up the car, and gave the doorman a tip of two hundred dollars.

    These doormen working in five-star hotels all have good eyesight, so there is no need to ask Lin Yushu who Fang Lan is.

    "You still have cash with you?" Song Qiming and Lin Yushu chatted on the way to the cafeteria on the first floor, "Since I returned to China, I haven't had any money with me."

    "Cash can make people feel real." Lin Yushu walked in front, always paying attention to whether there were acquaintances around.

    "Forget that you love money," Song Qiming followed Lin Yushu unhurriedly with his long legs, "still hiding gold bars in the bedroom."

    Lin Yushu stopped abruptly, looked back at Song Qiming and said, "Can you not mention this? It was an accident for you to see."

    "Okay." Song Qiming zipped his lips, "Help you keep a little secret."

    Lin Yushu admitted that this was his secret, but he didn't want to hear this word from Song Qiming's mouth, because it would feel like the two of them were sharing this secret.

    But Song Qiming just mentioned it, and insisted on adding the word "small" before "secret", which made Lin Yushu inexplicably feel that this sounded a bit ambiguous.

    It seems that the oolong incident last week has a bit of stamina.

    The buffet price in the evening market is twice that of the lunch market, but it will cost nearly 1,000 yuan for two people to dine.

    Song Qiming took the initiative to take out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, and the two found a corner seat, then ate dinner while waiting for news from the doorman.

    Lin Yushu went around the dining area, and when he came back, there were mostly seafood on the plate.

    Zhugang City is a city near the sea, and people are used to eating seafood, but looking at Song Qiming's dinner plate, there are all kinds of Chinese food, which shows that he really loves Chinese food.

    "Can you do this?" Song Qiming picked up a piece of fried chicken and asked Lin Yushu.

    Lin Yushu ate steamed scallops with minced garlic and vermicelli, and said, "As long as there is a recipe."

    Song Qiming nodded: "I'll go to your house for dinner that weekend."

    Lin Yushu: "..."

    He thought about it, and he didn't have to suffer if he was robbed, and said, "You prepare the ingredients."

    Song Qiming gnawed on the chicken bone: "Okay."

    Fang Lan's gathering place is in the high-end club upstairs, and the sisters' reunion will definitely chat for a long time, and the meeting will not end until eight or nine in the evening.

    Lin Yushu was worried, so he called to ask after seven o'clock, and the party was still going on.

    Both of them had already filled their stomachs, and they could only eat some snacks to pass the time.

    While Lin Yushu was eating creme brulee, he was browsing emails on his mobile phone, while Song Qiming, who was opposite him, seemed bored and unimportantly chatted with Lin Yushu.

    "Where did you study in college?" Song Qiming asked.

    "Singapore." Lin Yushu looked at the phone and replied casually.

    The first draft of Shao Zhenbang's autobiography has been sorted out. Recently, Lin Yushu contacted the publishing house, and several publishers have given their publication conditions in the mailbox.

    "Do you major in finance?" Song Qiming asked again.

    "Um."

    A publishing house even charged for the edition number, and asked Eternal Star to purchase 2,000 copies, and Lin Yushu directly PASSed it.

    It's not that can't afford the money, but the autobiography of the head of the Shaw Group. Why does it seem to be begging others to pay?

    "Come directly to Eternal Star to work after graduation?"

    "right."

    Several other companies are very welcome to submit the manuscript, but the number of copies to be printed and the binding conditions are different, so Lin Yushu has to think more carefully.

    "Did someone take you when you first started working?"

    "There is a teacher."

    With tired eyes, Lin Yushu simply put down the phone.He took a spoonful of pudding, only to hear Song Qiming ask again: "The teacher is your senior?"

    "Of course the teacher is a senior." Lin Yushu was a little baffled, and bit off the pudding in the spoon. "My teacher is Zhou Xian, the current CEO of the family office, don't say you don't know him."

    "He." Song Qiming bit the straw, looking disinterested, "Then do you have any other seniors?"

    "Other seniors?" Lin Yushu didn't think of anyone else for a while, but after talking about it now, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and said, "You have a lot of questions, why don't you check my account?"

    "Aren't you okay?" Song Qiming turned on the phone screen, checked the time, and asked, "Why don't you go home and work after graduation?"

    "The teacher wanted to bring me to do homework, so I came here." Lin Yushu really had nothing to do, and answered Song Qiming's question honestly, "At that time, the company at home was also small, and I think Eternal Star had more opportunities for development."

    "Your family is also a car company, so you are not afraid that Eternal Star will suppress your family's living space?"

    "No." Lin Yushu shook his head, "Do you know how much our most expensive car sells for?"

    Song Qiming said: "More than three hundred thousand?"

    "Yes, the main models of Eternal Star are all above 400,000 yuan, and there is no competition with Xunjie." Lin Yushu said, "And Xunjie only makes trams, and it is not on the same track as Eternal Star."

    "But trams are the future." Song Qiming said suddenly.

    "You think so?" Lin Yushu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I thought that people who play modified cars would look down on trams."

    "Do you look down on trams?" Song Qiming asked.

    "I'm different." Lin Yushu said, "My family makes trams, so why would I look down on them?"

    Both of them ate up their desserts, but Fang Lan still didn't come down.

    Song Qiming asked now, as if he couldn't think of any other questions, and said, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

    Why ask questions?

    Lin Yushu found it strange that the two were not on a blind date.

    "No." He said, "I know everything about you better."

    He knows the date and month of Song Qiming's birthday, and he also knows where Song Qiming went to college. If these are superficial, then after getting in touch with him recently, he not only knows how many car models Song Qiming has in his collection, but also knows that Song Qiming likes to sit cross-leggedsitting posture.

    "Since when did you start paying attention to me?" Song Qiming asked again.

    The "concern" in his mouth obviously refers to the concern at work, but Lin Yushu thought that he paid attention to Song Qiming's ins just after he learned how to climb over the wall.

    "I don't remember," he said.

    At this time, a familiar "student" suddenly sounded not far away. Lin Yushu followed the sound, and then saw Du Yufei leading a few people who looked like hotel managers, who seemed to be on patrol.

    Before coming to Nanjie Hotel, Lin Yushu had thought that he might meet Du Yufei, but thinking that Du Yufei was in the strategic investment department, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

    It turned out to be such a coincidence.

    "Senior." He greeted.

    "Come to eat?" Du Yufei walked to the side of the two, looked at Song Qiming, "This one seems familiar."

    "Song Qiming." Lin Yushu introduced briefly, "Eternal Star's new automotive engineer."

    After finishing speaking, he said to Song Qiming: "This is Du Yufei, my senior in college, and now works in the investment department of Nanjie Group."

    The two nodded to each other as greetings, and then Du Yufei said to Lin Yushu, "Why didn't you tell me when you came to eat? I'll give you free bills."

    Lin Yushu said politely, "I just don't want to trouble you, senior."

    "Why bother?" Du Yufei said to the manager following behind, "Give them a free bill." After speaking, he looked at Lin Yushu and said, "When will you be free? I can't even ask you to eat."

    "I'm a bit busy at the end of the year." Lin Yushu said the same social routine, "I'll treat you to dinner when the work at hand is over."

    "It's settled." Du Yufei pinched Lin Yushu's shoulder and said in a familiar tone, "Don't fool me."

    Du Yufei quickly left with his men, probably because he still had work to do.

    Lin Yushu looked at the time boredly, and at this moment, Song Qiming asked abruptly: "Can people from the investment department still manage the catering department?"

    "Didn't you find out that his surname is Du?" Lin Yushu looked at the back of Du Yufei's leaving, "The Southern Boundary Group belongs to them, so it's nothing."

    When he said this, Lin Yushu's tone was a bit absent-minded, because he thought of Du Yufei's dinner appointment, since he was exempted from the bill now, and he owed him a favor, it would be hard to shirk it next timeup.

    Although Lin Yushu has never resisted socializing, he still feels a little uncomfortable when facing the person he once confessed to.

    And his discomfort seemed to have another interpretation in Song Qiming's eyes.

    "I don't know that the founder of the Southern Boundary Group is named Du." Song Qiming said, "Is this common sense?"

    Lin Yushu faintly felt that something was wrong, Song Qiming's tone was not as casual as before, it seemed to have some thorns on it.

    He thought for a while and said, "You've been active in Europe all year round, so it's normal if you don't know."

    "So his family background is very good." Song Qiming said again.

    Not a question, but a statement.

    "Of course." Lin Yushu said, "When he was studying, he was very generous to his juniors."

    "I see." Song Qiming nodded thoughtfully, and said something Lin Yushu couldn't understand, "So 'senior' doesn't mean a teacher or a colleague, but a 'senior'."

    During the meal, the word "senior" appeared repeatedly.

    Lin Yushu finally remembered that he seemed to have told Song Qiming that he had a crush on a senior...

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