Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 20 This is the deal
After sending that carefully edited text message, Qian Mengmeng put her mind to rest, and went to the subway station contentedly, intending to take the subway home.

As she walked, she thought that Mr. Song would be very relieved to see that sincere text message.

But in the end, after walking a short distance, she received a call from Mr. Song.

On the other end of the call, the female voice was replaced by a male voice.

The extremely magnetic voice came through the earpiece, making Qian Mengmeng's scalp a little numb.

Although the other party only said three words, "Qian Mengmeng."

"Ah, ah Mr. Song!" After being infatuated for a moment, she remembered that she was still talking to him at this moment.

Song Huaijin's brows twitched inaudibly, and her surprised and obsessed silly face flashed in her mind.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, you are such a good person!" On the other end of the call, the little silly hat was still chirping.

She didn't recognize him, Song Huaijin was sure in her heart.

"A good person? I'm not a good person." Song Huaijin spoke, cutting off Qian Mengmeng's words.

The dark back seat of the car was suddenly illuminated by an oncoming vehicle. Through the rearview mirror, Linda vaguely saw a flash of light in her boss's eyes, which was a bit eerie and frightening.

"You're not good, what is that?" Angel?Qian Mengmeng was puzzled.

"I'm a businessman." Song Huaijin said with serious eyes, "This is just a deal."

trade?Qian Mengmeng didn't understand at all. She frowned and wanted to ask questions, but before she could speak, Mr. Song on the other end of the call reported a series of numbers.

"My cell phone number." Song Huaijin was certain in her heart that she didn't hear her say anything for a long time, and the idiot didn't react.

Sure enough, Qian Mengmeng replied, her tone was weak, as if she had done something wrong.

She said, "Mr. Song, can you say it again, I didn't remember just now."

Song Huaijin: "..."

……

After hanging up the call, Song Huaijin handed the phone to Linda, picked up the file at hand and flipped through it again as if nothing had happened.

Linda secretly glanced at him several times, but didn't see anything from that indifferent and distant handsome face.

But in fact, Song Huaijin really didn't see anything.

The reason why he cast Qian Mengmeng in "Light in the Red Dust" was all because when he saw the cast list that day, he thought of her crying little face.The crying bag that shed tears at any time made him unconsciously think of the person in his memory.

So by accident, he decided to help her a little.

If Qian Mengmeng hadn't taken the initiative to call today, he might not have had any interaction with her again.

but……

Song Huaijin exerted a slight force on the fingers holding the document, and said in her heart, it was you who came to the door on your own initiative!

Compared to Song Huaijin's composure, Qian Mengmeng's mind was buzzing like a bee that had been stung after answering the phone.

Looking at the newly saved phone number in the address book, her pretty face crumpled into a ball.

God damn it, what is Mr. Song trying to do by giving her her phone number!

And that is a deal, what does it mean!
She has always had a bad brain, and her CPU is still stuck in the first generation of Intel, so she can't keep up with Mr. Song's high-speed thinking that is comparable to I7.

After getting on the subway, Qian Mengmeng was haggard.

Just at this time, the girl sitting next to her raised her mobile phone, pouted and posed for a selfie with a click, and sent the photo to her friend.

Oh, that's what it means!
Qian Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and she reacted instantly.

The feeling for Mr. Song is that she is worried that she will not work hard enough after joining the group and lose his face. She wants to supervise the work!
Oh, Mr. Song is so careful!

After figuring it out, Qian Mengmeng's depression disappeared, and she felt at ease again.

(End of this chapter)