After Song Qiming left, Lin Yushu's office returned to the state where the door was open and the shutters were drawn.

Zhan Ting came to the door with a thermos, leaned on the door frame and knocked on the door, and said in a teasing tone: "Recently, Mr. Song seems to come to our Mr. Lin often."

In fact, Song Qiming has only been to Lin Yushu's office twice in total, but the two often "encounter" in the restaurant or tea room, which may have given colleagues a wrong impression.

But Lin Yushu and Song Qiming should also pay attention.

"No." He said, "Boss Song rarely comes to see me."

"I think Mr. Song must also want to win over our Mr. Lin." Another colleague raised his head from behind the screen and joined the chatting camp, "Now Mr. Lin is officially promoted to the CEO of the family office, and he is in charge of the Shao family's affairs. Which Shao?The members of the family don't want to win over him?"

"No wonder Mr. Song is so considerate." Another colleague joined the chat, "He's not afraid that Mr. Shao will guard against him."

A major pastime in the family office is to gossip about the bosses. Before Lin Yushu can find a legitimate reason for Song Qiming to appear, these colleagues have already "guessed" his motive - to win over Lin Yushu.

"Can Mr. Shao not be on guard against him?" Zhan Ting, the gossip leader, took up the conversation again, "I can't see how long the Shao family's camp will become Director Shao vs. Deputy Director Shao, and Mr. Shao vs. Mr. Song."

"Deputy Director Shao probably has no chance of winning." Another colleague interjected, "It's really hard to say between Mr. Shao and Mr. Song. Recently, the investment market is more optimistic about Mr. Song."

"Mr. Lin," a colleague called Lin Yushu who pretended not to exist, "Which one do you think has a better chance of winning, Mr. Shao or Mr. Song?"

Of course it was Song Qiming, Lin Yushu thought.

But he still said: "Mr. Song doesn't have those thoughts, so stop guessing."

"I can't see it." Zhan Ting said, "Mr. Song is very capable at first glance. Is he willing to submit to Mr. Shao? Even if he really doesn't have that intention, Mr. Shao will definitely regard him as a threat."

"Speaking of which, I saw an article on the investment circle's official account a while ago, comparing the overall combat effectiveness of the two, Mr. Song won completely."

"I saw it too. Song is always a hexagon, and Shao is always a triangle. I'm dying of laughter."

"You laugh to death, Mr. Shao is afraid that he will die of anger. That article has been deleted, and Mr. Shao probably signaled it."

"What's the use of deleting it? Everyone has seen it."

"..."

Listening to the chatter of colleagues, Lin Yushu suddenly realized something.

He said why Shao Guangjie cared so much about him and Song Qiming recently, and was so attentive to him, probably because he felt threatened by Song Qiming.

If this is the case, then with a few simple hints, he might not be able to persuade Shao Guangjie to quit...

Dinner in the evening is at a Southeast Asian restaurant.

Du Yufei heard that it was about cooperation, so he called the head of the strategic investment department, and Lin Yushu also called the deputy general manager of Eternal Star Real Estate.

It was originally an unremarkable meal to enhance cooperation intentions, but unlike Du Yufei's eloquent talk, Lin Yushu's three sentences here were all about his concerns about this cooperation.

"The official document for the planning of the scenic spot hasn't been issued yet, right?" said Vice President Zhang brought by Lin Yushu. "The current policy is really bad. A new mayor will be transferred next year, so it may not necessarily continue to plan that area."

The previous mayor drew a lot of big cakes for the sake of performance, and there are many cases where the new mayor is unwilling to accept the cake.

Deputy Zhang was always from Shao Hexu's side. Lin Yushu called him because he wanted him to talk more, so that Du Yufei could reconsider and postpone this project.

"You can rest assured that the official documents will be released in the next year at the latest," said the other party's investment minister.

"Isn't it more appropriate to talk about cooperation after the documents come out?" Vice President Zhang said, "After all, the value of that piece of land will be different once the documents come out. Only then can we have a more accurate judgment."

"Mr. Zhang, look at what you said," the Minister of Investment said in a tone that shouldn't be offended, "Are you afraid that our Southern Border Group will take advantage of you?"

The two of you said something to each other. After several rounds, Vice President Zhang didn't gain any upper hand.

But at this time, Du Yufei seemed to realize that something was wrong with the seedling head, and asked Lin Yushu, "Why, junior, do you still have doubts about the cooperation?"

"No, no," Lin Yushu quickly denied. After all, he came here on behalf of Shao Hedong, so of course he couldn't mess up his position. "I'm just thinking that many things are still uncertain, and it seems difficult to estimate future earnings."

"It's actually not difficult." Du Yufei said, "Southern Group has had many successful experiences, such as the × Paradise in Singapore. You also know that when we were studying, we had just started construction and encountered many difficulties, but we never passed.In two or three years, × Paradise has already started to make a profit, and now it has become a popular check-in place in Singapore.”

...While studying?

Of course, Lin Yushu remembered that at that time, Nanjie Group successfully won the project of × Paradise, and it was in the limelight for a while.

And Lin Yushu's company is undergoing the transformation from batteries to trams. It is an out-and-out small workshop, so it's no wonder that it can't catch Du Yufei's eyes.

Perhaps Du Yufei was the one who was more drifting at that time. When he refused Lin Yushu's confession, he even used the word "class".

However, at the age of early twenties, it is normal to be frivolous. Lin Yushu, who is already in his third year, is naturally too lazy to worry about the past.

"But Zhugang City can't be compared with Singapore." He said slowly, "Let me give you an example. The track of the F1 Shanghai station is built in the suburbs, and the atmosphere of the game can hardly be felt in the city. But Singapore is a city street race, and everyHolding the competition every year has a strong boost to local consumption. You can’t compare a suburb with Singapore.”

"Yes, what you said makes sense." Du Yufei nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "It seems that our sincerity is not enough, I think we need to communicate more after this, anyway, this is a win-win project, I believe you will make the right choice."

Judging by Du Yufei's attitude, it is almost impossible for him to give up the idea of cooperation.

Lin Yushu looked at Vice President Zhang beside him, and saw that he no longer expressed his opinions, probably because he had given up fighting for Shao Hexu.

After the dinner, Lin Yushu called a driver to take him back to the community.

When he opened the door of his room, he saw Song Qiming coming out of his study with a glass of water, and said in surprise, "Didn't you call me after dinner?"

Lin Yushu also wanted Song Qiming to pick him up, but thinking of his colleagues' gossip, he dismissed the idea.Now that there are so many eyes in the company on Mr. Song, it's better to keep a low profile.

"Do you already think this is your home?" Lin Yushu asked.

He put on his slippers and walked straight to the cloakroom in the bedroom. Song Qiming followed him slowly and said, "Everything is at your side, it's convenient to come and work."

Lin Yushu didn't deny that his house was cold, just like a working atmosphere, while Song Qiming's house was often messed up by Wo Wo, which added a lot of life atmosphere.

Taking out home clothes in the cloakroom, Lin Yushu looked back at Song Qiming who was leaning against the door, frowned and said, "I want to change."

"You change it." Song Qiming raised the water glass and took a sip of water, "Is there anything on you that I haven't kissed?"

Lin Yushu angrily grabbed a piece of clothing from the laundry basket, and threw it on Song Qiming's face with a "slap": "Get out!"

After finally enduring the muscle pain and changing into home clothes, Lin Yushu came to the living room and collapsed on the sofa. While turning on the TV, he said to Song Qiming in the kitchen: "The southern border will not give up cooperation."

Song Qiming didn't answer immediately, he opened the refrigerator and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

"Tea." Lin Yushu replied lazily.

Southeast Asian cuisine is mainly hot and sour. Now he just wants to drink something light to dilute the taste in his mouth.

Song Qiming took a can of beer himself, then went to the drinking machine to make a cup of hot tea for Lin Yushu, and then went to the sofa and sat cross-legged.

"What did you talk to him about?" He opened the can and asked.

"I brought Vice President Zhang of Eternal Star Real Estate, mainly because he was talking."

In fact, Lin Yushu played a trick. What he and Du Yufei wanted to talk about were land matters, so it was reasonable for them to bring the Eternal Star real estate.

Instead of having to explain it specifically, Vice President Zhang will definitely speak for Shao Hexu, which saves him a lot of trouble and does not require him to "charge the battle."

As for Vice President Zhang, he is a member of Shao Hexu himself, and he is not afraid of offending Shao Hedong. He can say whatever he wants directly, which is more useful than Lin Yushu's tactful temptation.

Song Qiming immediately saw through Lin Yushu's intentions, raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised: "You also hired someone to be a spearman?"

"He must also want to communicate directly with the other party." Lin Yushu said, "It's just mutual benefit."

Song Qiming laughed, and Lin Yushu glanced at him: "What expression do you have?"

"It's nothing." Song Qiming suppressed his smile, took a sip of beer, "I was thinking, I'm not mistaken, you are a fox."

... What kind of fox, if you want to talk about his heart, how can Lin Yushu dare to compare with Song Qiming?

He glanced at the beer in Song Qiming's hand and said, "I want to drink tea."

The teacup was placed on the tea table, but Lin Yushu held on for a whole day and finally relaxed, he really didn't want to move.

Song Qiming leaned forward, took the teacup, handed it to Lin Yushu and said, "So your senior's attitude is very firm."

"Yes, it's useless to start with him."

In short, the matter of building a track is just two words: no play.

Lin Yushu took a sip of hot tea, looked at Song Qiming and asked, "Have you thought of a way?"

"Not yet." Song Qiming said, "We're going to hold a press conference this weekend. I'll talk to Shao Hexu after I'm done."

The press conference is Song Qiming's debut show, which will directly determine the market's reaction to s-power, and is the current top priority.

Lin Yushu also knew that, compared with the press conference, the local affairs could only be put aside for the time being.

"By the way," he said, putting down his teacup, "don't come to my office anymore."

"Huh?" Song Qiming tilted his head in confusion, "Why?"

"You're a walking topic maker, you know?" Lin Yushu said, "People in the family office are comparing you with Shao Guangjie. I guess Shao Guangjie himself is thinking about it."

"What's the matter?" Song Qiming asked inexplicably.

"You will irritate Shao Guangjie like this, and make him always court me."

"What?" Song Qiming frowned.

"He still wants to give me a promotion gift today." Lin Yushu raised his teacup again and took a sip of tea, "I declined."

Different from his leisurely attitude, Song Qiming frowned deeper: "What is he going to give you?"

"It's nothing," Lin Yushu said, "it's just a watch."

Lin Yushu admitted that he was playing tricks again.

Who told Song Qiming not to give him a promotion gift?Counting the one he posted upside down, Song Qiming should owe him two gifts now.

As expected, the man couldn't be stimulated. As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiming put down his beer and stood up: "You wait."

After a while, Song Qiming returned to Lin Yushu's house with a black wallet.

He threw the wallet into Lin Yushu's arms, and said lightly, "Take it, a promotion gift."

Lin Yushu picked up the wallet and looked at it, feeling a little strange.

He doesn't care if things like gifts are expensive or not, but this wallet has been used by others, so could it be that Song Qiming gave him second-hand things?

This is too insincere.

"I have a wallet." Lin Yushu frowned, and put the wallet aside.

"It's not your wallet." Song Qiming sat down beside Lin Yushu, and put the wallet back into his hand, "The promotion gift is what's inside."

in?

Lin Yushu's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his wallet to look, only to see several bank cards and even Song Qiming's ID card inside.

So the promotion gift...

Is it a bank card?!

"The password is the last six digits of my ID card." Song Qiming said, "Is this promotion gift enough?"

"No, you..." Lin Yushu's eyes widened in shock, "What are you doing, give me your bank card?"

"Isn't it right for you?" Song Qiming asked back.

Lin Yushu is very clear about the grades of bank cards. These cards are all private bank cards with a deposit of at least five million.

"So," Lin Yushu slowed down, and said, "The way you chase me is to throw money at me?"

I have to say, it really hit Lin Yushu's heart.

He has two hobbies in his life, one is racing and the other is making money. No one has ever sniped his hobbies so accurately like Song Qiming.

"Can't you?" Song Qiming said, "I thought you would like it."

Lin Yushu really liked it, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and asked with a frown, "So I mentioned Shao Guangjie, and you just thought of this trick, right?"

"No." Song Qiming scratched his cheek with his index finger, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, "I originally planned to wait until after the press conference to formally confess my love to you. After all, you have been promoted now, and I have to work hard to match you."You can do it."

"Be worthy of me?" Lin Yushu understood the logic in Song Qiming's words, and was slightly stunned, "How can you not be worthy of me?"

Song Qiming said: "You didn't rely on your family, and you got to where you are today step by step. I don't want you to think that I am weaker than you."

Lin Yushu never thought that in Song Qiming's eyes, he was actually the better one.

But thinking about it the other way around, doesn't he think the same about Song Qiming?

He always felt that Song Qiming was an unreachable existence, but he didn't expect that one day, Song Qiming would notice him and even fall in love with him.

If the time was brought back to the moment when Lin Yushu followed Song Qiming's ins, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

No, let the time go back to the night when the two met in Singapore, he never thought that he could keep touching the breasts that feel so good...

This feeling is even more dreamy than driving SP-01.

For Lin Yushu, this is really a dream come true.

"Song Qiming." Lin Yushu smiled lightly, looked at the people beside him and said, "I've accepted the wallet, and you don't want to go back in the future."

So much property was confiscated, but Song Qiming's mouth was smiling. He took the teacup away, pressed Lin Yushu on the armrest of the sofa and kissed him: "Okay, baby."

The case that was sent by the property manager yesterday will be used up tonight.

I can't do this again in the future, Lin Yushu thought.

Every day is squeezed to the last drop, and sooner or later, his colleagues will find that he is overindulgent.

Song Qiming looked refreshed, he took Lin Yushu to take a shower and he didn't feel tired at all, and now he still has the mind to half lie on the bed and play with his mobile phone.

Lin Yushu lay on Song Qiming's chest, and glanced at Song Qiming's phone screen, which was the WeChat interface.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Change the notes." Song Qiming put one arm around Lin Yushu's waist and typed with one hand. He was so proficient that he didn't look like he grew up abroad.

"Whose note?" Lin Yushu glanced again and found his profile picture on the screen.

"You." Song Qiming pressed the confirm button, and his new nickname for Lin Yushu appeared at the top of the dialog box.

It's not "baby" or any other endearing terms, but three words: Wo's mother.

Lin Yushu: "..."

The warm atmosphere was instantly broken. Lin Yushu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the veins on his forehead and saying: "Your Chinese still needs to be improved."