Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 132 Let Her Give Up
After leaving the company, Qian Mengmeng saw that it was still early and there were no other arrangements for today, so she asked An Zhi to park the car near a cake shop, and wanted to buy some desserts to calm her mood.

An Zhi has been standing by Qian Mengmeng's side since she came out of Jin Ping's office.

Therefore, she heard every word of what Chen Ningfan said just now.

Looking at Qian Mengmeng's somewhat depressed face, An Zhi left her in the car, "Mengmeng, you are now a well-known artist, let me buy desserts, and wait in the car .”

After speaking, she opened the car door and went down.

Standing in the dessert shop, An Zhi dialed Pei Hang's mobile phone and told him everything that happened at the door of Jin Ping's office just now.

"Look, is it with Mr. Song..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Pei Hang, "This is what Mr. Song meant."

"what?"

"He wants to use Chen Ningfan to make Miss Qian completely give up on him." Pei Hang pushed up his glasses, "Mr. Song understands that Miss Qian is a person who values ​​affection. Even if he doesn't like him, I think he has helped him before. On her face, she still has some affection for him."

"Since I have a good impression..."

"In Mr. Song's opinion, this kind of goodwill is not only useless to Miss Qian, but also makes him unable to restrain his feelings. In the end, it is Miss Qian who will be hurt."

As soon as Pei Hang said this, An Zhi understood it.

"But President Song never told Chen Ningfan about Miss Qian." Pei Hang added.

An Zhi opened her eyes slightly, and instantly understood Pei Hang's meaning.

Sighing, she replied that I knew, she hung up the call, and at the same time silently lit a candle for her boss in her heart.

Returning to the car with big and small bags of desserts, An Zhi was about to ask Qian Mengmeng where she was going, but Qian Mengmeng suddenly said to her, "An Zhi, is your brother's birthday coming soon?"

Hearing her question so suddenly, An Zhi was a little surprised.

"I heard that the salaries of your assistants are all deducted from the income of our artists." Pursing her lips, Qian Mengmeng was a little shy, "I don't earn much, so your salary must not be high."

An Zhi: "..." Her salary was actually paid by President Song!
"However, I've been paid recently, which is quite a lot." After finishing the sentence, Qian Mengmeng took out a red envelope from her bag, "This little money is my little love for your brother."

Fearing that An Zhi would be disgusted, she explained, "I don't know what your brother likes, so I didn't dare to buy anything."

Looking at the not-so-thin red envelope in front of her, An Zhi was filled with emotions.

Qian Mengmeng is not a deep-minded person, she is easily seen through.Therefore, during the past few months following Qian Mengmeng, An Zhi had already known her preferences clearly.

Money, just like her name, is the most important thing to her.

No matter how much she earns, Qian Mengmeng is not extravagant at all.She is like a squirrel about to prepare for the winter, she saves her income bit by bit, and even hesitates for a long time to get a new mobile phone.

Now, knowing that her only younger brother is celebrating his birthday, she has given away so much. To be honest, An Zhi is not unmoved.

"Well, don't you think it's too little..." Seeing her delay in answering, Qian Mengmeng was a little embarrassed.

Stretching out her right hand to hold the red envelope, An Zhi smiled and said, "I thank you on my brother's behalf."

"Well, it happens that we are in the urban area, and there is a shopping mall next to it, let's go buy gifts." After saying this, Qian Mengmeng put on her sunglasses and mask, and got off the car with her bag.

"Mengmeng..." An Zhi was taken aback, and wanted to stop her, but Qian Mengmeng pushed the car door before her.

"I'll wait for you in the coffee shop next door." Smiling brightly at her, Qian Mengmeng got out of the car and entered a very stylish coffee shop next to the dessert shop.

(End of this chapter)