No matter how Song Yuran scratched his head and made it clear, don't know if Huo Qingzhi didn't understand, or if he deliberately didn't answer.

never mind.

Song Yuran gave up the hint, what is this called?If you can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, what do you want to do? Anyway, it's not her who was cheated.

"Tomorrow at this time..." Huo Qingzhi thought for a while, and said apologetically, "I remember something and I can't go, sorry."

Perhaps it was because Chi Bizhen was not very happy because she couldn't get an appointment with her companion, Huo Qingzhi didn't make false claims with her anymore, and ended the call with an excuse of something to do.

She put the phone aside casually, with a clear smile in her eyes, looked at Song Yuran and said, "You don't seem to want me and my friends to go out for dinner."

"That's not true." Song Yuran thought for a while, and said seriously: "I just think that she is not a good bird, and she is not worthy of your friend."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment, realizing her current identity, it was too late to withdraw.

She and Huo Qingzhi have a working relationship, at best they can be regarded as "colleagues", while Chi Bizhen is a real "friend".

What I said in front of Huo Qingzhi was more or less gossip, even if she was telling the truth, everyone has a scale in their hearts, and they will involuntarily move closer to the eccentric direction.

Song Yuran believed that she and Huo Qingzhi were not good enough to drive a wedge between her and her friends.

Sure enough, Huo Qingzhi fell silent, staring at the quilt, wondering what he was thinking.

The atmosphere tended to be quiet, and Song Yuran's face gradually showed embarrassment, thinking about how to end this topic, or ignore it.

"Then..." Huo Qingzhi opened his mouth, and his eyes focused on Song Yuran's face again. His amber eyes met her eyes for a moment, and he slowly said the next sentence: "You want to replace her?"location?"

"..." Song Yuran had a big question mark in his head, and subconsciously replied, "What?"

Without turning the corner in his mind, he said whatever came to his mind, "Mr. Huo, you are insulting people."

"I am a pure and good citizen, how can I follow in her footsteps? I don't want to be a 'bird'." Busily waved his hands: "No, no, I can't."

As soon as the atmosphere was so warm, it was ruthlessly broken by Song Yuran, who was very upright. What was even more frustrating was that the parties did not seem to be on the same channel.

"..." Huo Qingzhi helped his forehead speechlessly, "Forget it, what time will it be tomorrow?"

"What time is it?" Song Yu asked blankly.

Huo Qingzhi suddenly had bruises on his forehead, and the atmosphere became tense along with her tense expression.

Song Yuran, who had a strong desire to survive, immediately realized, "Oh, it's watching a movie! I can do it except in the morning."

"Why except in the morning?"

Song Yuran replied confidently: "I'm going to sleep in the morning."

"Okay." Huo Qingzhi nodded, "I'll see you downstairs at the company at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Are you okay?"

It's not so much a negotiation, it's more like a one-shot deal by Mr. Huo.

Song Yuran didn't dare to say anything. For some reason, she seemed to have offended the boss again. It was too difficult for her.

Fortunately, Mr. Huo didn't mean six o'clock in the morning, thank you.

After deciding on the itinerary, Song Yuran went home. After taking a shower at home, she lay on the bed and looked at her mobile phone.

Suddenly, in an instant, the brain with a long reflex arc finally figured out the reason for Huo Qingzhi's unhappiness.

Huo Qingzhi asked her if she wanted to take Chi Bizhen's position, not what she subconsciously thought, but——

It seems to be asking her if she wants to be friends...

Song Yuran suddenly felt that the phone was not good, she patted her forehead and said, "Song Yuran, Song Yuran, forget about being stupid."

Thinking about this all the time made Song Yuran toss and turn. She didn't fall asleep for half an hour when she was supposed to fall asleep.

She didn't know why, but she just felt like she had lost an opportunity, but she didn't understand what the opportunity was, so she thought it was very important.

In the dark room, the light of the mobile phone screen was turned on, Song Yuran stared at the chat box with Huo Qingzhi, the record was pulled up a little, and the chat was only about work.

She turned over again, thought for a long time, and sent her a message regardless of whether Huo Qingzhi was still sleeping in the early morning.

It's a sentence that seems endless to others.

[Song Yuran]: Mr. Huo, I think I can do it again.

After sending this message, Song Yuran turned off the screen in an instant, threw the phone aside, and tucked his head into the quilt, a little like pretending to be an ostrich.

She decided that if Huo Qingzhi replied, she would wait until tomorrow to read it, because she was afraid that she would not be able to fall asleep after reading it.

The moment Song Yuran turned off the screen, Huo Qingzhi's phone on the other end of the network rang synchronously.

He basically slept during the day, and Huo Qingzhi, who had a lot of sleep, didn't feel sleepy at the moment, and didn't want to play with his mobile phone, so he could only lie on the bed and think with his eyes closed.

Her thoughts are very messy, and it is always easy for a person to think wildly in the middle of the night.

At times like this before, Huo Qingzhi was mostly thinking about the company's affairs, how to increase sales, and how to persuade those one-sided shareholders.

But now, due to the enthusiasm brought by the design competition, Jane Eyre's turnover in this quarter has already surpassed that of the previous quarter, and she is also preparing to participate in important activities in the industry. Because of these visible progress, shareholders can't find an excuse to complain to herattack.

The brain, which is spinning like a top, can finally relax, and there is room to squeeze in some things other than work.

She thought that she should think about new brands and do market research, but every time the scene in her mind cut to the familiar shopping mall scene, it suddenly changed and changed to a clear face.

The man chattered on and on: "What kind of friends are you not?"

The quiet atmosphere of the years was broken in an instant, Huo Qingzhi opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, the blanket was piled on his lap due to her movements.

Just imagining Huo Qingzhi made me feel inexplicably angry. Although Song Yuran never said such a thing, this person has an outrageous brain and always feels that it is entirely possible to say such a thing.

thump——

The phone rang in an unknown corner, and with the light of the screen, Huo Qingzhi found the phone to unlock the screen.

At a glance, can see the message sent by the object who was still complaining a few seconds ago.

The man said: I think I can do it again.

Huo Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, chewing on the endless meaning of this sentence.

Half a minute later, Mr. Huo, who was cleared up, snorted coldly, and didn't intend to go back. Instead, he put the phone on the table and lay back on the bed.

People who worry too much are prone to insomnia, but this time Mr. Huo fell asleep within a few minutes.

The next day, Song Yuran got up early.

It's not that early in the morning, it's a little later than the usual time to get up for work, and can easily eat breakfast before going out.

Zhao Anye didn't go to those two movie tickets yesterday, because the movie tickets are exchange vouchers, as long as they can be used within the validity period, the first thing Song Yuran did when he came to the company was to pick up the movie tickets.

It's also great to save two movie tickets!Though not for herself.

As soon as he came down from the upstairs, he walked out of the lobby and saw Huo Qingzhi's car parked under the steps. The time was just right.

Song Yuran jumped down the steps in three steps and two steps, and the action of opening the door and getting on the bus was done in one go, she still held the two tickets in her hand, and said like offering a treasure: "Mr. Huo, I have an exchange voucher for the movie ticket, you don't need to buy it."Said, fastened the seat belt, and said: "Then shall we go to the movies now?"

"The movie theater isn't open at this point." Mr. Huo said.

"???" Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then why did you wake me up so early!Isn't this deliberately tormenting people!

The complaints in my heart disappeared instantly after hearing Huo Qing's next words.

"I want to go shopping first and look at some clothing brand stores. If you have clothes you like, I will reimburse you."

"Okay!" Song Yuran was instantly happy when she heard the word reimbursement, and said with a thumbs up, "Boss Huo, you are really Louis' sister!"

Seeing Huo Qingzhi cast a puzzled look at her, she continued, "It's Yi (Yi) Si (Si) enough!"

Huo Qingzhi: "..."

The first stop for shopping is Tiansu City, which is the closest to the company. The square in the morning on weekends, even at ten o'clock, has a lot of people, some come to eat, some come to shop, or to entertain.

After parking the car in the ground parking lot, you can also see the chain restaurants of the outer shops on the first floor, and there is a promotional sign for breakfast set at the door.

Huo Qingzhi paused and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Song Yuran wanted to say that he had eaten, but he stopped the words and said, "Have you eaten?"

After getting a negative answer, she replied: "I have eaten, I can eat with you, anyway, I am not in a hurry."

Huo Qingzhi thought about it and thought it made sense, so the two walked into the restaurant.

After ordering a single breakfast set, Huo Qingzhi ordered another cup of hot soy milk for her.

During the breakfast time, talking about today's itinerary, Song Yuran asked the other party if there was any brand that he particularly wanted to visit.

"The focus is on chain brand stores." Huo Qingzhi replied, "I want to see their latest new styles and understand the current clothing hotspots."

She paused and said, "You brought up the trend of ripped pants before. Many brands are following suit and launching new styles. I see that more and more people are wearing ripped pants on the street. They are very good at dissipating heat in summer."

"It's just ripped pants." Song Yuran said indifferently: "This kind of trend is that the first batch of people who follow the trend eat meat, and those who follow the trend eat soup. Like us now, we can only eat scum."

Huo Qingzhi sighed lightly, it was true.

"Mr. Huo, don't be discouraged, maybe you will be full of inspiration after shopping today!" Song Yuran, the anxiety maker, comforted.

After breakfast, it was close to eleven o'clock, and the flow of people in the mall increased, but most of them went upstairs to eat. There were not many customers in the brand stores on the ground floor, which was convenient for them to hang out.

Song Yuran followed Huo Qingzhi into a store, and seeing the familiar feeling rushing towards her face, she raised her eyes and saw the words "Home of Praying for a Long Time" on the signboard.

Isn't this the company that missed when went to the interview before and suffered a split period?Almost became an employee of this company.

But... in front of the boss, it's better not to reveal the fact that he wanted to climb the wall.

But who knows, when she just walked in, the store manager happened to be in the store, and she happened to remember her appearance, and even more coincidentally, she remembered that she had recommended jobs for customers.

"Miss Song, you haven't been here for a long time."

"I've been busy recently." Song Yuran sneered, and he was embarrassed to say it. Last time, the store manager helped to contact the interview, but then nothing happened.

The store manager looked at Huo Qingzhi's face and asked Song Yuran, "Is this your friend?"

Song Yuran responded vaguely, she didn't speak, but Mr. Huo took the initiative to chat with the store manager: "So we are acquaintances."

"It's not familiar, I met it once." The store manager smiled, "I almost became a colleague."

"Huh?" Mr. Huo noticed, "Really, I didn't know that Yuran was interested in selling clothes." While speaking, she gave Song Yuran a cool look.

Song Yu was sweating coldly, and before he could wink at the store manager, the store manager went mad: "It's not from our store, Ms. Song intended to join our company before." The store manager paused and asked: "I heard you knowThe interviewer said that you were not feeling well that day, how is the follow-up situation? Do you still have any intention to come to our company, and we are currently recruiting a lot of people."

Feeling the scrutiny from the boss, Song Yu ran a drop of cold sweat from the corner of his forehead. If you talk about black history, just say it, why are you poaching people in front of you!

"That..." Song Yuran smirked and wanted to bring this topic to light, but just as she opened her mouth, she heard her immediate boss say, "The follow-up is that she is now working in my company, signed a 20-year sales contract, and still owes me one million."

Song Yuran: "???"

"That's it." Hearing this, the store manager looked at Song Yuran with more sympathy, "Miss Song, come on."

No, why do you still believe such nonsense???!

After finally dismissing the store manager, Song Yuran rolled his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to sneak into the deep shelf, but when he turned around, the back collar was grabbed again.

Song Yuran obediently stood where she was.

"It seems that our company's treatment is so bad that you are anxious to leave."

Whenever the boss speaks ironically, it is probably going to be bad luck.

"No, it was all a long time ago!" Song Yuran said immediately: "Really, I am now loyal to the company and to Mr. Huo!"

As soon as Song Yuran finished speaking, it was as if God wanted to slap her in the face on purpose, when another voice sounded behind them.

"Secretary Song? It so happens that you are here too?"

Song Yuran: ...I think it's better if I'm not here.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Huo's Diary of Revenge: Today, during a thunderstorm, Song Yuran actually climbed the wall behind my back.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 58204390, 1 Xiaoice;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of 666; 2 bottles of choo, Fugui is not a dog; 1 bottle of 17622433, oh;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!