Dear Mr. Shi

The more they talked, the more excited the two did not forget their appearance.

Seeing a guest push the door in, he immediately stopped.

Song Qinghuan walked to the front desk and asked politely and with a smile: "Hello, have the guests in the VIP box arrived?"

The lady at the front desk standing on the left flipped through the registration book, then smiled and replied: "Vip box, Manager Zhao of Times Group has booked it. He has arrived."

Throwing a word of "thank you," Song Qinghuan went to the VIP box upstairs.

"Xiaoya, the guest in the VIP box is not Manager Zhao." Another receptionist next to Xiaoya looked at her in surprise.

"Huh?" Xiaoya was taken aback, "Who is in there?"

"It's time, Manager Zhao gave the box to his boss~~"

Song Qinghuan did not hear the conversation between the two front desks, and quickly came to the door of the VIP box.

She was a little nervous, raised her hand to hook the hair that fell around her ears, adjusted her professional suit, and grinned in the mirror with the most decent smile.

After confirming that his image is 100% perfect, he opened the door of the VIP box.

In the elegantly decorated box, Song Qinghuan opened the door and saw the man sitting on the golden high-backed single chair.

He had a black suit, a tall figure, an imperial imposing manner, and a dim light shrouded his face. It was a stunning face. His facial features were as flawless as carved by swordsmen, and he was so handsome that he seemed to be jealous of the gods.

His expression was calm, and he didn't change at all because of Song Qinghuan's intrusion. He only glanced at her with just a small amount of light, with contempt and disdain!

Song Qinghuan knew that although he felt that his eyes were very impolite.

But still aroused, smiled politely and decently, and said softly: "Manager Zhao, hello, my name is Song Qinghuan."

Shi Yuhan glanced at Song Qinghuan faintly, and then withdrew his gaze again, his perfect thin lips were still pressed tightly, and he didn't mean to speak at all.

Manager Zhao? Song Qinghuan? But it seems to already know what's going on.

The man's negligence did not dispel Song Qinghuan's purpose of coming here today.

She walked towards Shi Yuhan, her voice was a little flattering: "I heard about Manager Zhao’s name early on, and I have been eager to become a colleague with Manager Zhao. I submitted several resumes to your company’s "Times Group" in a month, but I have always I haven't received the relevant interview notice. I learned that Manager Zhao will be here today, so I took the liberty to interrupt you. Please forgive me."

After listening to Song Qinghuan's words, Shi Yuhan raised his head slightly, and glanced at Song Qinghuan with a light look, "Unspoken rules?"

As he said, he faintly raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of sarcasm, and said casually: "Just you, if you want a face without a face, if you want a body without a body, are you sure you are suitable?"