Jing Ran looked up and saw a figure hurrying out and stood up. She greeted him, “Su Zong, early.”


    “Morning, morning.” As he said this, Su porcin pushed open the door of the office. “What about the meeting? How are you getting ready?”


    “Meeting?” Blink of an eye, Jing Ran propped up the door panel and looked at Su porcin running to the desk. “Su Zong, the meeting has been changed to 3 o’clock this afternoon. Have you forgotten?”


    “What?” Footsteps a meal, Su porcin rake rake hair, this just remembered.


    “I forgot.” Sitting in the chair, she was given a stupid smile by herself. “I thought I was going to bete, and I ran all the way.”


    Jing Ran also smiled, “Su Zong, then I’ll go out first.”


    “Good.”


    After Jing Ran went out, Su Ci picked up his cell phone and wanted to send a message to Wen Jin’an.


    However, when he thinks that he has to work, he still forgets it.


    The cell phone was on the table. She turned on theputer and the office door was knocked.


    “Come in.”


    “Su Zong.” It was Jing Ran who pushed the door and came in. She was still carrying a bag.


    “What is it?” Su porcin stared at Jing Ran’s bag.


    Jing Ran came over and put the bag on the table. “This was sent by someone just now, saying it was breakfast for you.”


    “Breakfast?”


    Su porcin wondered and murmured, “I didn’t order breakfast.”


    Taking out the lunch box from the bag, thebel on it was Tan Jia’s private kitchen.


    “Wow! Breakfast for Tan Jia’s private kitchen?!” Jing Ran eximed, “It is said that they can’t buy it in line. Besides this point, Su Zong, who is it? I take so much care of you.”


    Opening the lunch box and giving Jing Ran a steamed stuffed bun blocked her mouth.


    After Jing Ran went out contentedly, Su porcin thought for a moment, as if there was only that person.


    I took a picture of the food and sent it to him.


    A few minutester, he replied.


    ‘Uh－huh.’


    It was him.


    Eating the breakfast he sent, Su porcin’s mouth was almost to the root of his ear.


    He did it without saying sweet words.


    *


    The afternoon meeting is about cooperation in the next quarter.


    The cooperation talks were almost over. Zhao Zong, the head of the otherpany, took the initiative to invite Su Ci to have dinner together at night.


    Cooperation is not yet certain, so naturally it cannot refute each other’s face.


    “It’s just this meal, or I’ll invite it.” When Su Ci finished, Zhao Zong said with a smile, “Su is always frank enough. In the second round, Su always won’t argue with me. I’ll arrange it.”


    “Good.”


    LYE.


    Just after 8 o’clock after dinner, a line of people moved here.


    In the balcony, Zhao Zong hung up his cell phone and looked at Su Ci. “Su Zong, a friend of mine willeter. Sue doesn’t mind, does she?”


    “No, more people are busy.” With the mouth out of mind, Su porcin took a sip of the wine.


    I hate this kind of game most. I can’t finish it until midnight.


    She lost sleepst night and expected to sleep today. It seems that there is no hope again.


    In addition to Zhao Zong, there are also Zhao Zong’s secretary and two managers in the balcony. Su Ci is alone here.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    Originally Jing Ran was going toe, but Su Ci let her go back.


    Some people in the market have unclean hands and feet. They can still restrain their words and deeds to Su porcin. If Jing Ran is not sure.


    She doesn’t like people to embarrass people in herpany. She is afraid that Jing Ran will suffer losses if she can’t look after them. She simply won’t let Jing Ran follow.


    At this time, another friend from Zhao Zong really seemed helpless.


    It seems that it is true to find a starting point and finish early.


    Thinking, the box door was pushed open.


    Zhao Zong’s friend is here.


    “Laozhao.”


    “Beijing, here we are.” Zhao Zong got up and walked towards the bearer.


    People smiled and hugged him, but their eyes flitted across the Su porcin sitting on the sofa.


    The fingers holding the ss tightened and Su porcinughed coldly.


    Unexpectedly, it was him.


    Zhang Jing.


    This scum.


    Thest time I framed her, I put something dirty in her wine, but I didn’t pursue it because there was no evidence.


    He was too embarrassed to appear in front of her again.


    Wait!


    Zhao Zong didn’t mean it, did he?


    Thought of here, Su porcin back a cold, have a premonition of being calcted.


    Needless to say, Zhang Jing’s arrival must not be simple.