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The two looked back and saw Mo Yuran walking slowly, the tall figure still made Song Zixi feel a little oppressed unconsciously.

"Mr. Mo actually participated in such an event. I thought that Mr. Mo would not want to participate in these cumbersome banquets." Ke Ran greeted Mo Yuran with a smile.

"It's not bad to participate once in a while, is it?" Mo Yuran replied with a smile.

Hmm... Song Zixi felt that he seemed to be the one who came to participate but didn't know whether he should participate or not.But now facing two people, he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Ah, I have something to do, excuse me." Ke Ran said, then turned to Song Zixi, "Remember to contact me."

Song Zixi smiled and nodded.Ke Ran left in peace.

"What did you talk about?" Mo Yuran frowned.

"Huh?" Song Zixi had some doubts.

"Hey, no, he only makes trouble..." Then, he may feel that there is no need to continue this topic. "Are you... are you okay?"

"Hmm? Hmm. It's all good. You should be busy too."

"It's all good... all good..." Mo Yuran murmured.

For a moment, neither of them knew what to say.

Song Zixi felt that this was a free-moving banquet, and he didn't even need a host, and he didn't seem to need to stay any longer.

"Well... If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

"I see you off…"

"Ah, no, no, there are so many people looking for you in a while, I'll go first, that, goodbye." After speaking, he left in a hurry, and the eyes behind him made him feel like he was about to tie a knot when he walked.

"I can finally go back, that kind of banquet is really not suitable for me."

The weather is getting hotter again, I took off the heavy coat, put on comfortable spring clothes, and occasionally put on cool summer clothes.

Song Zixi felt that Huang Tian paid off, his magazine supported more and more readers, and he was encouraged and became more and more motivated.

He is also recognized as a good boss in everyone's eyes. He is not demanding, strict, or oppressive. Where can I find such a boss?Everyone is like a family, and everyone jokes that Song Zixi is the leader of everyone, the boss.

On this day, the editor planned to come in to deliver the manuscript, and told Song Zixi that there was a man named Ke Ran outside.Song Zixi had some impressions. After thinking about it, he remembered that it was the young man he met at the banquet.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, and I haven't seen you take the initiative to contact me. I can only come here uninvited." The young man came in and said with a smile.

"Ah, I'm sorry, please sit down, please sit down, I was busy and forgot when I came back...I'm so sorry." Song Zixi said apologetically.

"The overall style of your company is the same as that of your magazine, which is minimalism." Ke Ran looked around.

"Well, yes, because there are indeed too many fancy things now, it's better to be simple, isn't it?"

Ke Ran smiled and agreed with him. "Hey, when do you get off work, shall we go have dinner?" Ke Ran suddenly approached, startling Song Zixi.

Leaning back, "Okay... okay, but it may take a while."

"I'll wait for you." After speaking, she sat on the sofa with open hands.

Song Zixi felt a bit of a headache, he felt that this Ke Ran...was...naturally familiar, they had only met twice, and this person had already invited him to dinner naturally, even the tone of his speech was familiar and casual.

He didn't know what Ke Ran's sudden visit was for, did he also want to join them?That's not bad, if Ke Ran is a person with rich ideas, then he welcomes it.After all, who would let go of a different talent?If it's finding fault...um...should...can't...