About the little thing about mutual gluttony

"good to eat!"

Han Chengye followed closely behind, secretly took two pills and put them in his mouth, feeling refreshed, sniffing them secretly, only the cool mint flavor remained in his mouth.

Vincent took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the barcode of the lozenges, and then exclaimed, "Such a small box of candies costs more than 100?"

Li Jiaer crossed her arms and said in disgust: "You, you only see money in everything, can't you see Song SIR's concern for us?"

"I didn't say that SIR Song didn't care about us." Vincent spread his hands, "Say something, Uncle Hua." The old fritter, Uncle Hua, glanced at him and then ignored him.

Song Rong tapped the table with the tip of his pen, "Okay, it's already 09:30, let's start the meeting. Uncle Hua, how are you talking about the Dalong Fund?"

Uncle Hua adjusted his sitting posture, opened his notebook and said solemnly: "It's like this, Sir Song, the current stock market is not very good, there is no inflow of funds, it's all stock funds playing games. Dalong wants to keep warm with us, although Most of the small and medium-sized baijiu stocks have been hit hard, but they are still optimistic about high-end baijiu.”

Song Rong nodded and made a note on the tablet, "OK, let me think about it again."

"Sir Song." Uncle Hua leaned forward, "What Dalong means is that their current capital cost is very high. If we can't make a decision in Group B, they will negotiate with Angela from Group A."

Song Rong smiled confidently, "If they can convince Angela, I'm also sincerely happy for them. Jiaer, how is your acquisition case going?"

Li Jiaer switched the projector plug to her laptop and opened the PPT, "Sir Song, Zou's restaurant rejected the reorganization plan. They think that traditional lo-mei and handmade dim sum are things like ingenuity. If they become homogeneous fast food, then..." Li Jiaer spread her hands, "lost faith?"

"There is nothing wrong with their beliefs, but their operating methods are no longer suitable for this era." Song Rong pointed to the photo of the facade of Zou's Hotel and said, "The land of Zou's Hotel was named by Mr. Zhao. The reason Ling Group is willing to eat all of Zou's debts is because of this piece of land."

Song Rong said to Li Jiaer: "Jiaer, start with the debts and agree to reorganize. They are still Zou's spokesperson and refuse to reorganize. When the bank bills are due, they have to auction off the recipes of lo-mei and dim sum to pay off the debts. These recipes Let’s not mention how much it can sell for. Once it is auctioned, there will be no such time-honored brand as Zou’s in this world.”

Li Jiaer recorded the key points, "Alright SIR Song, I will follow what you said, start with the debt, and get them to agree to the restructuring."

Wen Sen raised a question: "Sir Song, I don't quite understand. Why did Mr. Zhao have to get that piece of land? The renovation of the old city is about to start. Why does it have to be the piece of land of Zou's Hotel?"

Song Rong looked at his watch, "OK, it's still early, we can discuss it for the purpose of chatting. Tiantian, if you were the person in charge of a group, where would you build the complex shopping mall?"

Zhao Tiantian, who was suddenly caught by the CUE, looked dumbfounded, and said cutely: "Made in... a place with a lot of people?"

"Do you have any brains?" Vincent said disgustedly: "The old city is the city center, and there are many people everywhere."

Song Rong looked at Wen Sen and asked, "Wen Sen, have you ever thought about what kind of person would go to a complex shopping mall for consumption?"

Han Chengye thought for a moment, "Parking space."

Everyone turned their attention to Han Chengye, Han Chengye's eyes were full of stars, "There are subways, optical cables, electric wires and water pipes underground in the old city, so there is no way to build an underground parking lot. Mr. A piece of land, transformed into an above-ground parking lot, connected to the Meiling complex that is about to be completed. The Meiling complex is a high-end shopping mall, and people who go there will definitely drive.”

Song Rong turned off the projector with a smile, "OK, it's getting late, the chat is over. Uncle Hua, Dalong doesn't need to make any concessions, and his attitude is quite tough. Jiaer, contact the bank more when you have time. Sweet , The documents in the office need to be sorted out. I will go on a business trip with Chengye for a week to discuss Mr. Zhou’s investment. I will leave the affairs of the company to everyone.”

Everyone showed a look of surprise.

"Mr. Zhou's investment, is... that Mr. Zhou?" Wen Sen got affirmation from Song Rong's eyes, and immediately patted his chest and recommended himself, "Sir Song, Xiao Han just came, this... what happened on the wine table I don’t even understand, I can do it, you take me there, and I’ll help you drink.”

"No need." Song Rong began to pack his things, "It's because he just arrived, so I want to take him out for exercise. You follow Uncle Hua and do a good job with Dalong."

Vincent glanced at Han Chengye unwillingly, followed Uncle Hua out, Li Jiaer packed up his notebook, and Zhao Tiantian followed closely behind.

There were only two people left in the meeting room, Han Chengye looked at Song Rong harmlessly, "Business trip... just the two of us?"

Song Rong turned off the power of the conference room with a smile, "Yes. It's just the two of us. Why, don't you want to go on a business trip with me?"

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"No, no! I... really want to go on a business trip with Song SIR."

"Little fool, no one wants to go on a business trip."

Han Chengye didn't dare to speak. What he said was that he wanted to go on a business trip with Song Rong, not a business trip.

Mondays are always busy. Song Rong never asked Han Chengye about the inhibitors. During the lunch break, Han Chengye knocked on Song Rong's door.

"Please come in." Song Rong looked down at the document without looking up.

Han Chengye held the inhibitor in his hands, "Song SIR, yesterday...you asked me to buy the inhibitor."

Only then did Song Rong raise his head and close the document, "Oh, I was thinking that I would ask you to bring it for me when I am on a business trip tomorrow, have you already brought it?"

Han Chengye handed the inhibitor to Song Rong.

Song Rong was startled when he saw it, and then touched his nose helplessly, "This is a concentrated liquid spray, why would you think of buying this?" After speaking, he reached out to take it and looked at it. "It should be... quite expensive."

Han Chengye lowered his head, and the dull hair on his head drooped, "I'm sorry Song SIR, the aunt at the pharmacy told me that the pill inhibitors are about to expire and won't work well, and asked me to buy this, it's expensive... I'm sorry."

"Oh...that's it. I didn't expect this. I should be the one who should be sorry." Song Rong smiled and said, "Chengye, you go out first. I'll transfer the money to you right away. Pack up your clothes tonight, tomorrow We're going on a business trip."

After Han Chengye left, Song Rong opened the table, and there were neat boxes of inhibitors in the drawer.

What a little fool.

Song Rong threw the concentrate in and closed the drawer.

Li Jiaer knocked on the door, "Sir Song, the general manager asked you to go to the office."

"Okay, I'll go right there."

Han Chengye gave Zhao Tiantian a bottle of inhibitor, Zhao Tiantian frowned and said, "Where will Alpha send Omega inhibitors! Hey, when will you give me the money?"

Why is it an Omega? Song SIR is so good-looking and gentle, this Zhao Tiantian knows how to be crazy all day long, "Got it, I will transfer it to you right away."

The office door was pushed open with a "bang", and Vincent rushed in, "Extraordinarily, Angela and Song SIR have entered the general manager's office together."

Uncle Hua slipped on the soles of his feet and turned around to avoid bumping into Wen Sen, "Look at you, you can't hold your breath even when it's a big deal, do you know why?"

Jiaer walked in after Vincent, "It seems that because of the land of Zou's Hotel, Gao's also wants it. So Angela went to the general manager and wanted to discuss it with Song SIR."

Han Chengye couldn't help being surprised when he heard Gao's name. He had attended Gao's banquet with Han Xiuyuan, but Gao was not involved in the real estate business. "Gao? What does Gao want that piece of land for?"

Uncle Hua had a clear look on his face, with "I see" written all over his face, and he attacked the young man as an old fritter: "It doesn't matter what you use it for, the important thing is to put the Ruyi surnamed Zhao The abacus is messed up."

Zhao Tiantian unpacked the bag of potato chips and ran to Uncle Hua, "What, Uncle Hua, are you going to gossip again?"

Uncle Hua purposefully said: "Oh, there are really talented people from generation to generation. The incident between Gao and Zhao made a lot of noise in the city. After more than 20 years, no one except us old guys knows about it."

"How can anyone know if you don't tell me?" Zhao Tiantian couldn't wait, "Speak, Uncle Hua!"

Everyone squeezed shoulders and served tea and water to Uncle Hua. Uncle Hua was flattered enough, and then he said eloquently:

"Generally speaking, it's just eight words. You must take revenge for taking your wife. Back then, Gao Shengxiong and Zhao Tianlu were brothers from the same school. They both started as decorators. Their master was a well-known Su Zhengying, king of ceramic tiles, Su Zhengying has an only daughter named Su Nian'er."

"Wow, two A's fighting for one O?" Zhao Tiantian looked excited, and she had already replaced the Omega Su Nian'er who was being contested.

Uncle Hua sat down with his teacup in his arms, "Later, Su Zhengying was found to have cancer and time was running out, so she planned to arrange her daughter properly before she died.

"At that time, Su Zhengying had three apprentices in total. The eldest apprentice, Zhao Tianlu, was average in laying tiles and choosing materials, but his ability in managing stores and handling bills was first-rate;

"The second apprentice, Gao Shengxiong, is born with high spirits, no matter if he is a gangster or a white man, he is willing to make friends with him and sell his face;

"The third apprentice's name is Lin Li, and his master is the most skilled. But at that time, he was too young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, so Su Nianer naturally couldn't talk about marriage with him.

"It just so happened that both Zhao Tianlu and Gao Shengxiong were interested in Su Nian'er, so Su Zhengying planned to choose a son-in-law candidate from among the two apprentices. The condition is very simple. Whoever does better business in a year between the two will marry his daughter Su Nian'er." Nian'er married him.

Vincent murmured, "Gao Shengxiong has many friends and a lot of face. There must be many people who help in marrying a wife. Isn't that a sure win?"

Uncle Hua agreed with this point of view, "You are right. In fact, Su Zhengying also likes Gao Shengxiong more, so he deliberately favors Gao Shengxiong."

"But in one business, Gao Shengxiong made false accounts and embezzled public funds, which was discovered by Zhao Tianlu. Gao Shengxiong broke the industry rules, and he was not allowed to continue in this business in the future. Su Zhengying was very angry and kicked Gao Shengxiong out.

"After Su Zhengying's cancer relapsed, Zhao Tianlu married Su Nian'er and inherited Su Zhengying's mantle. As for Gao Shengxiong, after being kicked out, he disappeared for seven or eight years. When he came back, he was already a wealthy overseas businessman with a large sum of money. The funds came back to invest in the financial industry, and Gao’s shares were established.”

When everyone heard this, their expressions were all kinds of strange. Wen Sen said, "After Gao Shengxiong was kicked out, he couldn't continue to do the tile business. Why did he suddenly become a wealthy overseas businessman?"

"Who knows." Uncle Hua put it another way, "However, according to unreliable gossip, the person surnamed Gao should have done some illegal things after being smuggled."

Zhao Tiantian rolled her eyes, "Could it be... poison?"

"Hey! You can't talk nonsense about this!"

Zhao Tiantian immediately shut her mouth.

Han Chengye pondered for a moment, then thoughtfully said: "If Mr. Gao insists on the land of Zou's Hotel and messes up Mr. Zhao's calculations, then... will Song SIR be in trouble?"

"Of course there will be trouble!" Uncle Hua took a sip of tea, "Angela is a woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions. Zhao Tianlu is the third largest client in Song SIR's hands. Although she is small in size, she has the highest profit. The land of Zou's Restaurant is to get rid of the cake in Zhao Tianlu's mouth, and once Zhao Tianlu terminates the cooperation, SIR Song's year-end bonus will be reduced by at least 60.00% every year, let alone this year."

"60.00%? How much is that?" Han Chengye rarely had direct contact with money, so he didn't have a deep concept about it.

Vincent hooked Han Chengye's shoulder, "Hey Xiaohan, how much do you pay per month now?"

Han Chengye lowered his head. In fact, he had no salary, so he could only whisper: "More than 5000."

Both Wen Sen and Uncle Hua laughed, "Little boy, do you think that Song SIR is just like you, earning a salary of several thousand yuan a month, so it doesn't matter if you have a little less year-end bonus?"

Vincent made a gesture, "Sir Song's salary is at least twenty times that of yours!" Uncle Hua followed closely, "Including the year-end bonus and company dividends, SIR Song's salary is at least 400 million a year."

"Why Song SIR can earn 400 million a year!" Zhao Tiantian rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

While everyone was gossiping in the office, Song Rong had already entered the general manager's office.

Angela was already waiting, and greeted Song Rong cordially after seeing Song Rong.

"I'm sorry, Song SIR, it's lunch break time, so I didn't disturb your rest."

Angela is in her early thirties, with short, capable hair, fair skin, and excellent maintenance.She is very capable of shorting futures, she is a well-known black rose in the industry, and she is also a rare female Alpha like Li Jiaer.

The weasel has no good intentions in wishing the chicken a new year.

"How come, I don't have the habit of taking a nap, and work keeps me full."

Han Xiuyuan watched the two of them point their needles at Maimang as soon as they met, coughed, pointed to the seat next to Angela and said, "Sit down."

After Song Rong sat down, Han Xiuyuan said, "Song Rong, you are the one following the Zou's restaurant case."

"Yes, the talks are almost done. At the end of this month at the earliest, they will agree to the reorganization plan."

Angela smiled after hearing this: "At the end of this month? Song SIR, you are not thinking about the account of Tianyi Bank, which is due at the end of this month, so Mrs. Zou will definitely agree to your proposal in order to pay back the money? Tsk tsk, Song SIR, you can't be so naive, can you?"

Song Rong ignored Angela, "General Manager, I can assure you that there will be no problem with the case of Zou's Restaurant."

Han Xiuyuan sighed, and opened his notebook, "Arong, I absolutely believe in your ability, but...the problem now is that the Gao Group also wants the land of Zou's Hotel."

Song Rong was expressionless but didn't speak after listening, and seemed to be surprised by Gao's intrusion.

Angela tapped the table with her finger, and said under pressure: "Sir Song, how important the Gao family is to our group, you should know without me telling you."

Song Rong smiled, and said softly: "I know. Of course I know. On the first day I entered the industry, my master told me that Mrs. Gao is the God of Wealth in the circle. You can't offend Mrs. Gao even if you offend God."

Angela originally thought that Song Rong would argue with reason, but as long as Song Rong opened his mouth to refute, he would fall into her trap, but who knew that Song Rong followed her words, which surprised her a bit. At this moment, Song Rong changed the subject , Turning defense into offense.

"But even if Mrs. Gao is in the circle, the proportion of business dealings with our company is not very high."

Song Rong pinched Angela's Achilles' heel, which was profit.

In Gao's business, the gross profit is not high.

"But Mr. Zhao is different. If Mr. Zhao is unhappy, the capital chain of the entire company may be affected. I think I am not capable enough to serve a group as big as Gao's as well as you, Angela, but Mr. Zhao and I Having known him for many years, I am confident that he will continue to support our company's business."

This move wanted to promote before suppressing, and gave Angela a step and a high hat, which caught Angela off guard.

"You!..." Angela slapped the table and stood up.

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"Okay." Han Xiuyuan interrupted the argument and told Angela to sit down.

"Angela, Mr. Zhao entrusted us to negotiate the business of Zou's Restaurant, which is open in the circle. If Gao really wants that piece of land, he should find other companies to compete fairly with us. They are now contacting Group A to interfere The business of Group B is against the rules."

When Han Xiuyuan said this, Angela's face turned blue and white.

"Go back and tell Gao's people that we won't do things that don't comply with the rules. If they don't accept this reason, you tell me, and I will go to see Mr. Gao in person and explain the situation to him."

Han Xiuyuan has been in contact with the company's business since he was very young, and his speaking skills are already perfect. After these words, even if there are many difficulties and dangers, Angela will not complain to him about any difficulties, because this will prove that she is not capable.

Angela glanced at Han Xiuyuan and Song Rong, and said coldly, "Got it. I still have something to do, so I'm going out to work." After speaking, she stepped on her high heels and walked out.

The door was slammed shut, Song Rong breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, but maybe the general manager can tell her from the beginning that this is against the rules."

"Unruly? Who broke the rules first?" Han Xiuyuan was suppressing his anger just now, and now he is even more angry, "Why did you take the case of Huamao Group last month? OK, you can say it was because of theirs." The business left, and there was an accident during the handover process, and you were found, so you took over the case. But don't tell me, you don't know that Huamao's case has always been the business of Group A. "

Song Rong didn't speak.

Han Xiuyuan knocked on the table, "I know the company didn't transfer the shares to you, and you are not convinced, but this is already the company's decision. Now that you have grabbed the business of Group A, that woman will not let you go easily if she bites you. It's up to you to solve it yourself."

In a meeting, the high-level executives had their own thoughts, and finally broke up unhappy.

Angela returned to the office with an angry look on her face. William winked at everyone, poured coffee and brought it into Angela's office. Angela unfastened the straps of her high heels and threw them on the ground.

People outside the window raised their heads when they heard the movement, and William closed the shutters.

Angela said angrily: "Two Omega, what do they want to do? Give birth to each other's children! Do they have the ability! Song wants to fight with me, does he have the qualifications!"

"Calm down." William handed the coffee to Angela, "I've heard the rumors with the personnel, the real prince is going to be airborne soon, when Han Xiuyuan leaves, no one is covering Song Rong, he can still disturb Is there a storm?"

Angela became even angrier after hearing this, "It was rumored four or five years ago that the chairman had an Alpha son who was going to be in Han Xiuyuan's class. After so many years, is there really such a person?"

William walked behind Angela and rubbed her shoulders, "This time it must be close to ten. He was probably still studying a few years ago, so he just took him back to his hometown to worship his ancestors and recognize his ancestors."

Angela took a sip of coffee, was very satisfied, and nodded, "The chairman has so many concubines, each of them is hidden, and I don't know how many illegitimate children are behind his back."

"The eldest wife only gave birth to an Omega. As for those younger wives, they are illegal and cannot be on the stage. The chairman has a head and a face, of course it is taboo." William patted Angela's shoulder lightly, "Okay, don't be angry .” After speaking, he coughed.

Angela put down the coffee. She was so angry just now that she didn't notice that William's face was tired, thin and pale, and even his lips were almost bloodless. Angela worried: "What's wrong? I'll take you to the hospital."

William waved his hand, "No, it's an old problem. In short, the illegitimate son of the Alpha of the chairman will be airborne soon. If the illegitimate son wants to gain a firm foothold in the company, it is not necessary to reuse an Omega who may go back to give birth at any time. Bar."

In Group B's office, Han Chengye, who was filling out the application for going out, sneezed, wondering who was thinking about him.

Unknowingly, at nine o'clock in the evening, Han Chengye rubbed his eyes and dripped two drops of eye drops. The stimulation of mint made his tired eyes burn with pain, and he squeezed out some genuine tears.

On the computer screen, the Huamao Group's case was only half done.

Looking around, everyone else has already left.

Zhao Tiantian is a clerk, so she runs away at five o'clock every day.Others are higher in rank than him, but their positions are the same as his.It's also an Alpha, but others are so good that they won't work overtime so late.

Han Chengye sighed, why is he so good?Burying his head into his arms and knocking on the table, he felt a little further away from Song SIR.

It's better to make up for it with diligence.

Fortunately, the person Huamao is dealing with is also a novice, willing to get in touch with him, and even chat with him. This afternoon, I talked to him for a long time about Huamao's corporate culture and the current internal situation of the company.

Han Chengye picked up the water glass and went to the rest room to pour water. When passing by Song Rong's office, he found that the light was still on, but there was no one in the room.

With anticipation in his heart, he quickened his pace and went to the rest room. The door of the rest room was open, but there was no one there either.

When he was wondering, Han Chengye glanced out the window and saw Song Rong standing on the small balcony outside the rest room with a cup in his hand. He looked at the brightly lit street scene in a daze, as if he had something on his mind.

The company requires formal attire, and there is central air conditioning inside, so most people only wear shirts.

But once you leave the company, winter and spring will alternate, and the outside temperature is still very cold.

Han Chengye fights against the cold wind with his youth and strength, so it doesn't matter if he only wears a suit every day.

But when he looked out of the window at Song Rong, who was wearing only a black shirt and was thin, he was full of worry. He subconsciously wanted to take off his coat and put it on for others, but he thought it was inappropriate.

Although Song Rong stood outside the window, he didn't show a shivering look. It was very abrupt to rush over to put a coat on him.

But if the wind blows like this all the time, Song SIR's tonsil inflammation will definitely become more serious.

Then go to Song Sir's office to get his own coat?But would he be unhappy if he entered his office for no reason?What if Song SIR went to get his coat and happened to walk back? ...

Just as a series of question marks were running in Han Chengye's brain, Song Rong turned around and returned to the lounge.

"Chengye?" Song Rong's voice was very soft, and he asked tiredly after work: "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"I'll stay for a while." He was still dizzy from exhaustion just now, but knowing that Song Rong stayed on the same floor with him for so long, he was full of energy again.

Others suck cats, but he sucks Song Rong.

Song Rong stretched out his hand and looked at his watch, "Just now the property management told me that there will be a power outage at 09:30, so let's get here first, things are always endless, aren't they?"

"Oh, good." Han Chengye nodded obediently.Song Sir is right in everything.

"It's late, let me take you back."

The two entered the garage together, and Han Chengye saw a lonely two-wheeled motorcycle not far away.

Brother Motor, I'm sorry, but you can sleep in the company for a week by yourself.

Song Rong took out the car key, pressed it twice, there was no response, and the battery was dead.Song Rong usually drives to and from get off work. There are central air conditioners in the company and at home, so he only wears a black shirt. The garage is already damp and cold, so he rubbed his arms subconsciously.

"Sorry, the key didn't have any electricity before, and I kept forgetting to change it. I'll call a car to take you back."

Han Chengye seemed to hear his own motorcycle saying——Guisun, didn't you ask me in the end.

"Sir Song, let me take you home." After speaking, he took off his coat and put it on Song Rong. With a "beep", the motorcycle emitted a dazzling light.

Normal motorcycles only have two cylinders, but Han Chengye's car has six cylinders, and the roar of the engine is extremely powerful, proclaiming his dignity.

Han Chengye handed the spare helmet in the car body to Song Rong. Song Rong was taken aback when he saw the bow tie sticker on the white helmet. Han Chengye also saw the bow tie immediately, and immediately felt his scalp tighten, "No! I'm single! I'm not Falling in love! This must have been posted by the car company on its own initiative!" I don't know what I'm explaining.

Song Rong burst out laughing, "Why are you so nervous?" After speaking, he was about to put the helmet on.

"Song Sir, you can use mine!" Han Chengye changed his black helmet with the white helmet in Song Rong's hand.

The size and material of the two helmets are the same, it should be a pair of helmets set at the factory, but why is there a bow on the white one?

"Is it like this?" Song Rong put his head into the helmet, "It seems a little out of breath."

"It should be stuck, I'll help you." Han Chengye walked up to Song Rong and helped him adjust the buttons to the proper position.

Song Rong's neck was white and slender, and when Han Chengye's fingers touched the smooth and delicate skin, electric current swept through his whole body.

Withdrew his fingers hastily, "Okay... okay. Song SIR, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Well, it's better now."

Kicking off the stand of the motorcycle, Han Chengye put on his helmet and sat on it.

The suit pants were not very flexible. Song Rong supported Han Chengye's arm and tried several times before getting on Han Chengye's motorcycle. "Chengye, do you usually drive a motorcycle in suit pants?"

Han Chengye blushed, "No... today is... a special case. Song Sir, don't you like riding a motorcycle? How about I take you out of the garage and call you a taxi?"

"Not really, it's just... a little scared." After speaking, Song Rong stretched out his hand, pressed his chest against Han Chengye's back, and put his arms around his waist.

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6. Please eat skewers

Even through the clothes, Han Chengye could feel the softness of Song Rong's body. The skin on his back, which was originally sensitive to cold and hot water, shuddered because of the buttons on Song Rong's shirt.

The capillaries under the skin are like a smooth highway, and the red blood cells inside run at super speed one by one.

With his heart beating faster, Han Chengye started the motorcycle engine.

But what Han Chengye didn't expect was that the transmission of everything in this world is mutual, the transmission of force is mutual, the transmission of sight is mutual, and the transmission of temperature is also mutual.

A healthy, strong Alpha body full of youthful vigor is also fatal to an Omega.

What's more, the owner of this body is still pure|feeling and young.

That's enough to make an emotional omega make a move to deepen the hug.

Han Chengye was almost out of breath. He really wanted to take out his phone and post a question on the forum, but his account was banned for a week because he posted irrelevant content to a specific forum.

Traffic was prohibited at the red light, and Han Chengye stopped his motorcycle.It's almost ten o'clock, but for an international city like City S, many people's nightlife has just begun.

The office building of the Han Group is located in the financial street in the city center, surrounded by four or five complexes. At this time, the road is overcrowded, and young men and women in twos and threes walk together.

When commuting to and from get off work in the past, I didn't feel that there were many people on this road, and I didn't feel that the red light in this place was very long, but at this moment, the information transmitted from the back to the brain made Han Chengye really "like a light on his back".

He is embraced by the one he loves...

When the red light was still 15 seconds away, the back that was originally imprisoned finally loosened a bit. Song Rong took off the helmet and put his hand on Han Chengye's shoulder lightly, "Chengye, are you hungry?"

The stomach said, "I'm not hungry."

The brain says, "No, you're hungry."

The stomach said: "You can't increase my work, and eating late at night will increase the burden on other internal organs."

Liver, kidney, spleen, etc. have seconded.

The mouth said: "Song SIR, there is a skewer shop at the end of the street that is very delicious, let's go and eat, okay?"

The stomach said: "It's not fair, why can the mouth be able to talk and eat, all the benefits are taken by it, and I can only work hard every day... Ouch! So spicy, so spicy! This turtle swallowed the pepper again Already!"

Spicy sweet pot is the special pot base of this skewer restaurant. Ordinary spicy pots are generally divided into spicy and spicy, but this shop's spicy pot has a hint of sweetness, which makes the taste of the ingredients more delicious.

Song Rong asked for a bottle of cold beer, filled it up for himself, and teased, "If you want to drive, I won't pour it for you."

Han Chengye ate a bunch of lobster balls, "Does mine count as a car?"

"Anything with wheels counts."

Song Rong drank the wine, her fair skin was flushed, she rolled up her sleeves and looked at it, and said with emotion: "When I drink beer, my whole body turns red."

Han Chengye stared at it for a while, underlined the emphasis and said, "Is it an allergy?"

Song Rong didn't speak, but leaned against the wall helplessly, and poured himself another glass of wine.

The supper in this skewer shop can be described as a booming business, with seven or eight tables full of people.The two sat in the corner, not the waiter's attention, and the communication was avoided.

The pot of skewers soon bottomed out.

Stomach said: "Don't eat any more, I don't want to work overtime."

The mouth said: "Not enough, I still want to eat."

The brain said: "You are called to the Chuan Chuan shop, not for you to eat."

Han Chengye raised his head and found Song Rong's empty wine glass hanging in his hand, looking at him quietly, the chopsticks were still clean, and there was no red oil on the snow-white disposable chopsticks.

Their eyes met, the atmosphere was slightly awkward, Han Chengye put down his chopsticks.

As a subordinate, he should not behave in front of his boss and eat nonsense; as a crush, he should pay more attention to the object of his crush than food.

No matter how you look at it, what he did was wrong.

But an instinct out of nowhere told him it was all right for him to do so.

Song Rong put down his wine glass, "Chengye, I saw you playing games with Zhao Tiantian during your lunch break two days ago, what is that?"

"Hmm..." Han Chengye recalled and remembered, "It's a tower defense game, you win by knocking out the opposite crystal."

"Why do you say that the person opposite has a crush on Zhao Tiantian?"

"Because the people on the opposite side are always giving her heads, she can't even fight, and she can still be the best in the game." The tone was full of resentment.

"Oh? Did someone give you a head?"

Han Chengye's shoulders slumped, and the hair on the top of his head drooped, "No one gave me a head."

Song Rong smiled meaningfully and said, "Could someone give it to you, don't you know?"

"Impossible!" Han Chengye replied decisively: "I am very good at playing games!"

Song Rong seemed to hear something funny, covered his eyes and smiled for a while, then smiled and sighed, "Is it enough? Do you want to add something?"

Han Chengye saw the dense bamboo sticks in his bucket, touched the index fingers of both hands, and moved his eyes to the left, "No...don't eat."

Song Rong raised his hand and called the waiter over, "Hi, let's add some more things here, enoki mushroom, corn, lobster balls, and add two skewers of each."

The waiter took the bottom of the pot away, and Song Rong poured the last bit of beer to Han Chengye, "Fat Cai wine, drink some."

Han Chengye looked at the "Fat Cai Wine" about one centimeter high in the wine glass, and took a sip.When I was in the student union, many people would take the ability to drink as a way to show off in private gatherings.

But Han Chengye never understood that this kind of