Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Song Yang glanced at the medicine box on her bedside table, "I didn't know you were sick, I knew I would buy you some light medicine."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry anyway," he said, handing him the bedside water glass, "help me get a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst."

Then he told him that the water bar was just outside, so there was no need to go to the first floor.

They have been friends for many years, and Zhong Ying never sees him.

Song Yang was also willing to be ordered by her, but when he took the water glass, he said to her: "If I don't come, you will always be thirsty?"

"I'm sick, I'm too lazy to move."

"It's just two steps, can it be 20 meters?"

"Go quickly, I want to change clothes." Zhong Ying waved at him, not wanting to be educated by him again.

Song Yang shook his head helplessly, and went to fetch water with her cup.

Zhong Ying also took advantage of this time and went to the cloakroom to change into a decent home shirt.

You can't dangle in front of him in a nightdress in a vacuum.

Anyway, this is also a heterosexual.

After changing his clothes, he took the supper bag he brought to the balcony table.

There is a large balcony in her bedroom. There is a round table and two small middle-aged chairs on the balcony. When the lights are turned on, there is a dining atmosphere.

It's just a little dusty...

Quickly took out a paper towel and wiped off the dust on the table.

Then I took out the supper and put it on the table.

Two small bowls of wonton, still in red oil, two seafood soups, and a few other small boxes filled with some exquisite snacks.

It suits Zhong Ying's taste, but she is now a patient, her mouth is bitter and she has no appetite.

Then be with him.

They had known each other for many years, and this was Song Yang's first visit to her house, so she, the master, naturally wanted to accompany her.

As for the reason why he came to her suddenly, it should not be simple.

I only know that he has something on his mind.

And it won't be a trivial matter.

You can tell by looking at his expression, the eyebrows are tight, and the eyes are deep.He is not usually like this, he is basically a sunny person.

Besides, his family is not in Jiangcheng, and he has often been abroad recently. In the middle of the night, people from all walks of life came to look for her, and it was definitely not to accompany her to eat this bowl of wonton.

Even for Xun Xia's sake, he rarely did such things.

Zhong Ying squinted her eyes, looking at the night in the garden outside the window, wondering what was the reason why Song Yang came to see her wearing stars and wearing moons.

It is estimated that it is a business matter, and it can only be about business.

Although he used to be engaged in literature and art, but the two of them are essentially the same.

They are both unromantic people.

Only focus on what you can grasp, and the invisible and intangible emotional needs are all ranked at the bottom.

What can catch?Business.

Like Gu Hanye, who is on a business trip and flies halfway around the world because of his little wife saying "I miss you", and then flies back after warming up for a few hours. Yang body.

Otherwise, Xun Xia would not have felt his heart for so many years.

His uneasiness is actually caused by himself.

In the matter of chasing his wife, he didn't try his best, not even a tenth of that of Ouyang Zheng.

So, what happened to this guy's company?

Song Yang's company has been developing very well in the past two years, and has a large spread. It has expanded from the direction of cultural media to the automobile manufacturing industry, and even once appeared on the cover of a well-known newspaper.

But Zhong Ying also reminded him, be careful of striding too far, and dragging things.

Song Yang also said to her, you are a girl, you can't speak more politely...

Just thinking about these things, Song Yang came back with a glass of water and sat on the chair opposite her.

He opened a set of tableware and handed it to her, and Zhong Ying took it over. He couldn't really watch him eat alone, but at least he would accompany him.

"Eat more, I'll just have a bowl of soup."

Song Yang nodded, with a look of regret on his face.

"I wanted to call you again tomorrow morning, but I thought you were a workaholic and didn't sleep before one o'clock. I didn't expect you to be uncomfortable today."

Zhong Ying took a sip of seafood soup, "It's okay, I just wanted to talk to someone."

Song Yang glanced at her, feeling incredible.

"I have emotional needs too, okay?"

He took apart another set of tableware: "Then why don't you find one and still think about that one?"

Zhong Ying smiled disdainfully: "I don't want to waste time."

As for "the one" he said, he was referring to a relationship she gave up on years ago.

Thinking of the dusty past, Zhong Ying couldn't help but be overwhelmed with a layer of sadness.

"If you really can't forget, just get in touch, maybe he's waiting for you too." Speaking of this, he laughed at himself: "Don't be like me, you won't regret it until you get married."

"I'm different from you. I don't have that much obsession. If you don't mention it, I'll forget about it."

What else did he want to say, Zhong Ying immediately told him to stop, and he would not accompany him any more.

But when he picked up the spoon, he couldn't help but have a question in his mind: Is that guy really not married yet...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help pressing her temples.

Sure enough, people can't be sick. When they are sick, their willpower will become weak, and then they will think wildly.

The supper was almost over, Song Yang cleaned up the lunch box and took it downstairs to throw it away.

Zhong Ying also came out of the bedroom, went to the small hall outside, hugged her knees on the sofa, sipped the ginger tea Song Yang had just made, and waited for him to come back.

Just now she was really too lazy to move, so she didn't pay much attention, and even ate on the balcony of the bedroom.

But after eating, I feel refreshed, and I don't want to stay in the house anymore.

Talking about things with a big man in your own bedroom... It's somewhat strange.

Song Yang came back and sat on the sofa next to her.

Zhong Ying asked straight to the point: "Are you having problems with your funds?"

He froze for a moment, then showed a bitter expression.

"You used to say that I was expanding too fast. As long as one link of the capital chain is broken, the investment will not be recovered, and everything else will be affected. I was in a rising period at the time, and I was catching up with the dividends of the times. I couldn't stop. Besides, I have always adopted a healthy way of doing business, and I don’t think there will be any problems.”

"So where are you stuck now?"

Zhong Ying picked up the teapot and poured some ginger tea for herself.

Regardless of how much older Song Yang is than her, in terms of business, she has her father in charge, and she has dealt with difficult situations alone.

Especially after falling through the bottom, you will not be too surprised if you encounter ups and downs.

She knew there would always be a solution.

Song Yang is different, he is too smooth, he only rises but not falls, no wonder he is so anxious.

Later, Song Yang told her that his business was fine, but the management had credit problems and the funds were cut off.

He liquidated all his assets, but the turnover was still not enough, and the group suddenly fell into trouble.

Only a few items can be sacrificed to gain respite.

A movie he was preparing to bear the brunt, the first one to be aborted.

However, the director, script, and characters of this film, including the shooting location, photography team, and pre-stage publicity, etc., are all in place, and because the funds have been cut off, there is no way to proceed.

If it was a low-cost movie, he would find a friend and make it, but the cost was too high.

And the script is what he likes at a glance. It not only has commercial value, but also has a moving story. He really wants to present this work.

After hearing Song Yang say so much, Zhong Ying understood the meaning.

She thought for a while and said to Song Yang, "Then I'll return the ring to you, and you can sell it, so the movie can start shooting."

Song Yang's face was ugly: "You are scolding me."