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

After all this, Zhong Ying calmed down the thoughts in his heart, and felt suddenly enlightened.

It was still early, and she was not in a hurry to meet the partner, so she asked Song Yang to drive the car to the riverside.

She's going to blow some air and relax.

It was only after giving the instructions to her that she realized that she might also be busy with her own work, so how could she stay with her all the time.

"If you have something to do, you can go and take care of yourself. I will stroll by the river by myself. When it's time for the meeting, I will take a taxi there by myself."

Song Yang said: "I knew you came to Haicheng, but I didn't go to Lille to accompany you. What else can I do?"

Zhong Ying was in a happier mood: "Okay, let's go for a walk together, you can treat yourself as a vacation."

Song Yang didn't speak.

He, who hasn't taken a vacation for several years, has already put all his vacations with her...

After Song Yang drove the car to the open space by the river, Zhong Ying stood by the stone fence, opened his arms, facing the cool breeze blowing slowly from the river, his whole body was clear.

Today, she has cried and cried, and laughed and laughed.

At this moment, my whole body and mind relax, and I feel as light as a water bird, flying lightly on the river.

Maybe it was because of the drunkenness, so after standing with eyes closed for a while, his body fell forward involuntarily.

Song Yang grabbed her waist and stabilized her body.

"My mind is resolved, can I fall asleep standing up?"

His magnetic voice came from behind her and penetrated into her ears, coupled with that warm and powerful arm, tightly wrapped around her waist.

Zhong Ying couldn't help shuddering, and looked sideways at the man behind him.

Song Yang was also looking down at her, with something unclear in his eyes.

The look in his eyes made Zhong Ying panic, and immediately broke free from his arm, and scolded him jokingly: "I'm not asleep, don't try to take advantage of this opportunity."

Song Yang also joked with her, and looked at her waist deliberately: "It's quite thin, and it feels good in the hand."

Zhong Ying glared at him: "I'm tired, let's go back to the car first." After speaking, she turned and got on the car.

Song Yang leaned on the railing and looked at her back, raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm still embarrassed."

Later, he also got into the car, lowered the roof and changed it to an open hood.

Zhong Ying sat in the car, with the breeze blowing, and closed her eyes to rest.

Knowing that Song Yang was always by her side, she felt more at ease, and soon became tired, "I'll sleep for a while, call me at five."

"Yeah." Song Yang took the spare blanket from the car and put it on her lap.

Zhong Ying closed her eyes and said thank you, her head gradually became dizzy.

When she woke up, the car had already left the river and was driving on the city boulevard, and the hood had already been raised.

Looking at the time, it's already 05:30.

Song Yang didn't wake her up, but sent her to see the partner directly.

Looking at the man in the driver's seat who was driving quietly, she felt very relaxed, and there was also an inexplicable tenderness in her heart.

It's really comfortable to be with him.

At this moment, she even felt that it would be good if she was with Song Yang.

But that's still the problem, if they are really together, they will only get together less and leave more.

Feelings cannot stand the test of time and distance. Long-term long-distance relationship, the body is far away, and the heart is also far away.

Instead of becoming a tasteless tasteless rib that is a pity to discard, it is better to maintain a clean friendship like now, no matter how long you do not contact, the relationship will not fade, and you will always be good friends.

She picked up a bottle of mineral water in the car, unscrewed it, took two sips, and swallowed it together with the thoughts of the moment just now.

Seeing that she was awake, Song Yang turned up the volume of the car stereo slightly.

He was listening to the traffic radio broadcast, which was broadcasting traffic information.

The radio said that the road they were driving was experiencing congestion during the evening rush hour.

Song Yang turned his head and asked her, "What time did you make an appointment with over there?"

"Six o'clock..."

"Give them a call, it won't be six o'clock."

Zhong Ying looked at the long queue in front of him and the red brake lights that lit up all the way, and knew that Song Yang's judgment was correct.

Given the road conditions, it would be nice to arrive at 06:30.

She called the subordinates who were on a business trip this time, told her about the traffic jam, and asked them to say hello to the partners, show the company's other businesses, delay the time, and wait for her to talk about specific projects.

The subordinate said: "Alright Mr. Zhong, but Ling Zhu is here, do we still need to deliberately delay?"

"Ling Yao is here? Let him answer the phone."

Zhong Ying waited for his subordinate to give Ling Yao the phone.

Song Yang moved forward in a long line, but after hearing her mention Ling Yao's name, Yin Yang said strangely: "Yo, that love bento is here?"

Zhong Ying glared at him, covered the microphone, "He has a name."

Song Yang pursed the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

Ling Yao answered the phone, "Mr. Zhong, it's me."

"Why are you here? Have you dealt with everything at home?"

When they are on a business trip, they like to call the headquarters "home", which is a very common name.

It's just that, at this moment, this very intimate name, after being heard by someone, is a bit tasteless, and I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and then when driving, I feel a little uncomfortable, one foot on the accelerator, one foot on the brake , very irritable.

But he is a million-dollar trot, no one dares to touch him, and hides as much as he can.

Zhong Ying, the passenger, didn't feel well either, so she couldn't help reminding him: "Drive slowly, don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll call you."

Zhong Ying ignored him and continued to talk to Ling Yao on the phone.

Ling Yao said that everything was taken care of at home. He was afraid that Zhong Ying would temporarily take over the project, and he was not familiar with the content and would not be able to handle it, so he bought a plane ticket and flew over in the afternoon.

Zhong Ying felt that this assistant was too caring and understood her too well.

She has been absent-minded for the past two days, and she doesn't know what she is thinking. Anyway, she is not focused on work. She is indeed not familiar with this project that she has not handled much, so she can only rely on experience and adapt to the situation.

It's good that Ling Yao is here, she is relieved.

So he said to Ling Yao, let him negotiate directly with the partner and make a bold decision, Zhong Ying believed him.

The assistant to the president is a very critical position. It is not about making miscellaneous coffee for the president every day, but it can play a role in the company's business. Sometimes it can even help the president analyze the situation and make decisions.

In terms of position, it may not be as good as the vice president, but its importance is definitely no less than that of the vice president.

Zhong Ying's existence today is inseparable from Ling Yao, a powerful assistant.

After explaining the work, Zhong Ying hung up the phone and stretched, "I have a good assistant, so worry-free!"

Song Yang smiled: "No, he is still good at cooking."

After Zhong Ying listened, she looked at him amusedly: "Why are you still having trouble getting over cooking with others? Are you jealous?"

"What am I jealous of?"

After speaking, he kicked the accelerator again, with a bang, and then braked again, stopping behind the car in front.