A week has passed, and it’s the seven-day National Day holiday. Tan Xize’s itinerary is to depart on the afternoon of the 1st and return on the evening of the 7th.

Song Mi packed her luggage the night before departure, bringing some simple changes of clothes and necessities, and prepared to set off lightly.

Before departure, I made an appointment with my best friend Yang Qian.

The two made an appointment to meet at the mall.

Song Mi was the first one to arrive, sitting on a bench next to the fountain in the square in front of the mall, waiting.

Boredly, he lowered his head and scrolled through Weibo.

There is a big v emotional blogger she follows, called Lulu Zhixin, who posted an anonymous contribution from a netizen an hour ago.

The title is very eye-catching——

【What should I do if I fall in love with my male leader?】

Netizens said it in great detail.

- Lulv, I am an assistant, and I follow my leader every day. The leader is young and handsome, and has a very charming personality. He is at the vice president level, with an annual salary of more than 10 million. I suddenly found myself

I fell in love with him because I saw him smiling at other female colleagues, which made me feel very sad. Now I am so confused and don’t know what to do. I kind of want to confess but don’t dare.

-Tell me about my own situation. My family's situation is average. My parents are farmers in the countryside. In terms of appearance, I can look six points without makeup, but about eight points with make-up.

-Lulv, If selected, please help with the code! Thank you!!!

I don’t know what kind of mood he was in, but after reading this, Song Mi’s curiosity was aroused, and he couldn’t wait to enter the comments, wanting to see what everyone thought about falling in love with the male leader.

The Internet has always been a place full of hostility. At a glance, the comments can make someone have a cerebral thrombosis on the spot.

"To highlight the point, the vice president level, with an annual salary of tens of millions...we are just saying that the motive of wanting to cross the class with men can be more obvious? I really know how to laugh." 230,000 likes of hot comment

“I don’t know where the confidence comes from. You only have six points without makeup and you want to win the leadership?” A hot second comment with 190,000 likes

"It's better not to confess your love. Then you will lose your job and it won't be worth it." A hot second comment with 120,000 likes

Song Mi was thinking that the girl who submitted the article must be very sad after seeing these comments. She had a different view, what if the girl just liked it and there was not so much interest in it.

So she also left a message: If you really like her, just confess it boldly. Don't care about other people's opinions, lest you regret it.

After posting this comment, a hand suddenly waved in front of her eyes, and Yang Qian's voice sounded energetically: "Hey! I'm here!"

Song Mi turned off the phone and raised his head.

She and Yang Qian have been good friends since high school. They went to the same university, but their majors were different. Yang Qian studied accounting and now works in a bank.

Yang Qian's family conditions are very poor. She applied for the school's poverty subsidy during her schooling and relied on scholarships and part-time jobs to survive in college.

Even so, after Song Mi's family went bankrupt, Yang Qian still scraped together 20,000 yuan to help her. It is true that a friend in need is a friend indeed, and so is this friend.

After not seeing each other for a long time, what Yang Qian cared about most was her brother. Yang Qian's eyes shone: "Didn't I ask you to bring your handsome brother with you? Why are you the only one?"

Song Mi smiled helplessly: "He won't come."

Last night I asked Song Xun if he wanted to go shopping together, and the boy said very arrogantly, "No, that's not what men do."

Yang Qian sighed greatly.

The two of them went to the mall hand in hand and didn't buy anything. They were just hanging out and chatting. It seemed that they had endless things to talk about and they couldn't get enough of the conversation.

When I got tired from shopping, I found a milk tea shop with seats to rest.

Song Mi ordered a cup of Taotao Oolong tea, all sugar and ice. She held the milk tea and found a seat to sit down. After a while, Yang Qian sat down opposite her: "Hey, that contract you told me about last time

Is the matter true or false?"

"Really."

Song Mi took a sip of milk tea and hissed from the ice, "I'm going on a business trip with him this afternoon, but I don't know where."

Yang Qian frowned when she heard this, but she still couldn't believe it: "On a business trip? I don't know where to go. Didn't you really meet a fraudster?" After a pause, he added: "What if I get you hurt?"

what to do?"

"..."

Ga waist.

Song Mi felt a chill in his waist when he heard it. He immediately stared in denial and said, "No! He's the big boss of my company."

Yang Qian: "The boss of the publishing company?"

Song Mi: "No, we have to go up."

Yang Qian vaguely thought of something, and her face suddenly changed, "The big boss you are talking about is not the one from Yingda Group, is it?"

Sitting face to face, Song Mi gave him a confirming look.

He nodded slightly.

Yang Qian's eyes widened to their maximum size and she couldn't help but said, "I'll go."

Very shocked.

This is the proper reaction.

No matter who listens, they will be shocked.

So, the conversation turned from here to talking about Nishizawa.

Yang Qian was extremely curious: "Have you really seen the one talking about Xize? I heard he is very handsome and is known as the walking model face."

The man's handsome face came to mind.

Peach blossom eyes are sultry.

Song Mi nodded with great approval: "I've seen it before, that face is really modeled, and he's really handsome."

As a level 10 beauty, Yang Qian felt a little uneasy for a moment and asked excitedly: "Do you have any photos? Photos!"

"No."

Song Mi laughed and said, "How dare I take a photo of him."

Yang Qian: "What kind of person is that?"

What kind of person is that?

Song Mi asked himself.

She thought for a while and said seriously: "He is a very good person, well-educated, a gentleman, very considerate in his work, and has great personal charm. He also gives people a strong sense of security."

Yang Qian seemed to be still satisfied after hearing this. She was silent for two seconds and asked, "Can you ask Mr. Tan if he still lacks people?"

Song Mi: "?"

Yang Qian patted her chest and said, "Ask him if he would mind having an extra shield. I would resign immediately."

This is a casual joke.

Of course Song Mi knew it too and burst into laughter.

Yang Qian said: "You are really lucky. It's a big pie in the sky. But I have a question. Are you really not going to be tempted by a man like that?"

"..."

"If it were me, I would fall in a second."

When talking about this, Song Mi's expression froze, and he said in a voice: "Actually, I think I already have such a sign..."

Yang Qian: "..."

Both of them fell silent.

Staring at each other.

After looking at each other for a while, Yang Qian said earnestly: "It's not your fault. Who can control this?"

Song Mi's heart was filled with complex tangles. She hesitated and asked, "Wouldn't this be bad?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Qian said, "That's talking about Nishizawa. Is there really a woman who doesn't like it? Many people are in awe just hearing his name, let alone you following him.

If we meet each other often, it would be difficult to decide whether we like her or not."

"..."

After chatting with Yang Qian that day, Song Mi kept asking himself.

May I?

Is it really possible to fall in love with Nishizawa?

At 2:10 p.m., a low-key black Audi parked at the gate of the old community where Song Mi's home was located. The car driven by Zhou Lang was personally ordered by Mr. Tan. Mr. Tan said not to drive too conspicuous a car when picking someone up.

.

Zhou Lang didn't ask why, presumably he had his own reasons for talking about it.

Zhou Lang put the suitcase into the trunk for Song Mi. Song Mi said thank you and then asked, "Where is Mr. Tan?"

Zhou Lang said: "Mr. Tan went directly from the company to the airport."

After arriving at the airport, Song Mi was taken directly to the first-class waiting room after going through the process. It was spacious and bright, with a massage chair that could be reclined, a large-screen TV, exquisite desserts and snacks, and a beautiful small bar with attentive service.
To be continued...