Meng Jianwan was about to attack, and a black Maybach was parked on the side of the road in front of the midnight snack stall. Xie Yong got out of the car and stood quietly beside the car and waited quietly.

The boys who played basketball only noticed the men beside Meng Jianwan, and both of them were curious.

Song Yu stood up, buttoned the suit with one hand, glanced at the boys' inquiring eyes, and wanted to remind Meng Jianwan, a girl, not to stay outside too late at night, which is unsafe. But then he thought, if something really happened, it would be someone else who was unsafe, after all, Meng Jianwan fought against ten.

Song Yu left, Meng Jianwan's ears finally became quiet. After breathing a long breath, he felt that the air around him had become much fresher, and the crayfish were even more delicious!

The noisy midnight snack stall was thrown behind him, with only a slight sound of wind left in his ears. Song Yu sat in the car, took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows and closed his eyes to rest.

Xie Yong was afraid that he would fall asleep like this, so he whispered: "Mr. Song, there is a cross-border video conference at 10:30 in the evening. I have already arranged it for you in the hotel."

Song Yu didn't open his eyes and said "um" calmly. The sound was very light. If it weren't for the quiet surroundings, it would be almost impossible to hear.

Xie Yong thought of the scene he saw when he came over, and the soul of gossip was ignited and he spoke carefully: "Mr. Song, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Song Yu opened his eyes, sat upright, and looked at him for a while: "If you say that, you shouldn't say it."

Xie Yong: “…”

Xie Yong closed his mouth and always remembered the responsibilities of a professional assistant. However, once some words start, if they don’t say them, they will always make people think of them. Song Yu waited for a moment, but he didn’t say them, and frowned impatiently: “You said.”

Xie Yongru received a general amnesty and asked carefully: "Are you chasing Miss Meng?"

Song Yu: "Are you blind?"

Xie Yong choked and thought to himself, don’t refuse to admit it, I’ve seen it a long time ago.

At first, Song Yu asked him to investigate Meng Jianwan's information and he had a premonition. What happened later showed that Song Yu was special against Meng Jianwan. For example, when watching the drifting match today, he turned his head inadvertently and saw a small flame hidden in Song Yu's eyes. His eyes were both surprised and amazing. He obviously liked her and felt honored. As soon as the game ended, Song Yu left him and Tan Yu to find Meng Jianwan. Everyone could see that he couldn't wait, for fear that others would run away.

Xie Yong didn't expect that the president would be quarrels and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't like her, then you are still coming to accompany her for midnight snacks. Could it be that you are here to feed mosquitoes?"

Song Yu put on his glasses, and his eyes instantly changed from lazy to cold, and he said in a calm voice: "Do you think I am deaf when I take off my glasses?"

Xie Yong was shocked, turned his head and looked out the window, told him to calm down, pretending that what he had just said was not what he said, and seriously instructed the driver: "Please don't walk on the road when he came. It's the evening rush hour now, and it's easy to get traffic jams."

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The dining table in front of Meng Jianwan was filled with lobster shells as high as a hill. She couldn't eat anymore. She took off her gloves and leaned against her chair to play with her phone, blowing the not-so-cool evening breeze.

The night is deep, but the late-night snack stalls are unprecedentedly bustling, and every stall is crowded in front of them.

The boy at the table next to him hasn't left yet. The handsome brother looked at Meng Jianwan from time to time. He wanted to go over and ask for WeChat but couldn't be brave enough. He always felt that she would keep people from thousands of miles away.

"Brother, are you okay? If you don't go, I'll go. Don't regret it then!"

"So many girls in the school are asking you for WeChat, so be more confident!"

"If you don't flirt with someone opposite you, you will want Haidilao again when you look back."

The friend kept urging him, and the boy finally couldn't help but walked to Meng Jianwan with his mobile phone. Seeing that she was playing a mobile game, he thought about it: "Do you want to add a friend and play the game together?"

Meng Jianwan didn't raise his head, knowing that it was the boy at the table next to him, and asked, "What are your ranks?"

"Star Diamond."

"Oh, you're not worthy."

“…”

Meng Jianwan's phone rang before he finished the game. It was Xu Zhan's call. She didn't see what the rejected boy looked like. She turned on the microphone in the game and said, "Wei Canyang, cover me, I'll answer the phone." If she was a matched strange teammate, she would not say hello even if she hung up, and acquaintance teammates would be a different matter.

Hearing Wei Canyang's reply, she decisively answered the phone. Xu Zhan didn't matter: "I haven't seen each other for a long time. Have a meal together tomorrow?"

"There should be no time tomorrow." Meng Jianwan said, "I will not go back to the imperial capital tomorrow morning and I will have an appointment with Gou Bao and the others to have dinner in the evening."

"Aren't you in the imperial capital?" The summer vacation is the peak tourist season, and major airlines are so busy that Xu Zhan, the boss, naturally has no spare time. He has been holding meetings and patrols recently, and has not paid much attention to what Meng Jianwan is doing.

Meng Jianwan told him about coming to Zhuhai to participate in the competition. Xu Zhan was stunned: "Zhuhai?"

If he remembers correctly, Song Yu is also in Zhuhai. It’s not that he pays attention to Song Yu’s movements, but that the matter about Shifeng Hotel has caused a lot of controversy on the Internet, and it was only a turnaround this afternoon.

Meng Jianwan picked up the beer and took a sip: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xu Zhan chuckled, "Since you don't have time, then let's make an appointment in the future."

Meng Jianwan went to Zhuhai to participate in the drift competition. Song Yu was going to deal with the crisis public relations. The two probably didn't have the chance to run into each other, because he was too worried.

However, when the call was about to end, Meng Jianwan suddenly called him: "Your friend... I'm talking about Song Yu, is there something wrong with his mind?"

Xu Zhan was unclear, and Meng Jianwan didn't know how to tell him. When she remembered that Song Yu asked her seriously if she wanted to see his abdominal muscles, she wanted to hammer his head.

Meng Jianwan put the wine bottle heavily on the table, frowned and said, "Forget it, remember to buy a pack of decontamination powder for Song Yu to take a bath."

Xu Zhan: "...have you met him?"

Meng Jianwan stepped on the horizontal bar under the chair next to him again. The chair was shaking. She put her hand on her knees and was speechless: "It's not that I met him, it's because he didn't know what was wrong. He came to see me for a game, but he didn't give up after being beaten and insisted on following me. Isn't this a problem?"

Xu Zhan didn't say anything. Song Yu was not a petty person and didn't like to get too entangled with women. He was exceptional to Meng Jianwan, and I don't know if he was interested in her or for another reason.

Meng Jianwan took the earliest flight back to the imperial capital the next day and rested at home for most of the day. In the evening, he had a dinner with Gou Sheng, Wei Canyang, and Gan Xingye at a hot pot restaurant in the old alley.

It is also a unique taste for hot pot in summer. The small yard is full of people, and copper pots are set on the square tables. Everyone here can eat spicy food, so they don’t want a double pot. They order a spicy pot. The bottom of the pot boils, and the red oil rolls out, and the air is filled with fresh and spicy flavor that stimulates the taste buds.

There were a full table of side dishes of all sizes, and several people ate, drank and chatted, and the atmosphere was hot.

Wei Canyang greeted Meng Jianwan with a cup: "Although I didn't watch the game on site, I watched all the online broadcasts. Sister Meng is amazing!"

Meng Jianwan smiled modestly, leaned against the back of the chair, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. He was so excited that he narrowed his eyes by the iced beer that he was as generous as a girl.

The party ended until ten o'clock. Several people drank a lot of wine, but were not drunk, and walked out steadily. Gou Sheng took out his cell phone and was about to call Meng Jianwan a designated driver when a noise came from the alley.

Several people watched curiously, and saw a group of people punching and kicking the man lying on the ground, accompanied by unbearable insults. The man who was beaten hugged his head with both hands, and could not say a word except for a humming muffled.

Meng Jianwan glanced at him and withdrew her gaze. She was not at ease and meddled with nostalgia. She raised her foot and wanted to leave, but she heard a hoarse roar coming from behind: "Do you know who I am?"

The voice was so familiar that Meng Jianwan opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the man on the ground again. He confirmed it three times before he could believe that he had not recognized the wrong person.

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Xu Zhan: Suddenly I felt a sense of crisis and didn’t know what was going on… (Touch my chin
Chapter completed!