Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

Only occasionally looking out the window slightly and concealing her speechless expression, she has a bad premonition that this client of Wang Yiling will definitely not be able to meet tonight.

Otherwise, Wang Yiling wouldn't talk to her so much, now I just hope she thinks more.

Half an hour later, she followed Wang Yiling to the private room of the agreed hotel.

The moment she opened the door and entered, Wang Yiling changed her arrogant and powerful expression and smiled and walked towards the middle-aged man with a big belly in the private room. Her tone was full of apologetics: "Boss Tan, I'm so sorry, we're late."

"Where is it, we arrived early." The oily middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Boss Tan, you are so polite," Wang Yiling smiled, and took Song Qinghuan to sit next to Boss Tan.

The table in this box can seat twelve people. Boss Tan brought only a male secretary.

In addition, Song Qinghuan and Manager Wang Yiling, there are only four people, so it is very empty. Song Qinghuan wanted to sit a little farther, but Wang Yiling was ordered to sit next to her.

And Wang Yiling sat beside Boss Tan, the two places were very close.

In order to express her apologies for being "late", she even poured tea for boss Tan.

When she stood up, she bent down slightly and leaned her chest forward. From Boss Tan's angle, she could clearly see the deep **** on Wang Yiling's chest.

Boss Tan smiled squintingly, his hand touched Wang Yiling’s chest intentionally or unintentionally, and after Wang Yiling sat back in her place, she glanced at Song Qinghuan: "Oh, Manager Wang, don’t you introduce the beautiful one next to you? Madam?"

"Sorry, I was negligent," Wang Yiling smiled apologetically, "She is my assistant, called Song Qinghuan."

Song Qinghuan, who was named, had to smile politely at Boss Tan: "Hello, Boss Tan!"

"It turned out to be Miss Song, this is my business card." With that, Boss Tan took a golden business card from the secretary and stood up and handed it to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan also hurriedly stood up and stretched out his hands to pick it up.

When she had received the business card, it was logical that Boss Tan should let it go.

However, instead of letting go, he patted Song Qinghuan's hand gently, with a look of emotion, "It's still a young man, look, how good is this spirit."

Still in good spirits? She was in such a bad state today, she was exhausted at first glance.

Song Qinghuan licked her lips reluctantly, and put her hand back uncomfortably. It was definitely not her illusion. The expression of the boss Tan just now was really wretched and disgusting.

That action was not clapping her hands at all, but touching her hands!

Wang Yiling, who was sitting in the chair nearby, saw Boss Tan with a smile: "Boss Tan, you are still young, so don't be so emotional!"

Then, Boss Tan and Wang Yiling exchanged greetings with each other, and it gradually became a normal business exchange.