"Young Master Zheng said you want me to come to your company, right?" Song Zihan asked with a smile.
"That's right!" Zheng Yuan nodded and said.
"I have considered Mr. Zheng's suggestion. I also think it is time to change my job. However, I still have several projects on hand that must be completed personally. This is why I am so busy this month. If
If Mr. Zheng can wait for me, I will naturally go to Mr. Zheng's company after I finish my work this month. What do you think?" Song Zihan nodded helplessly and explained.
"So that's it. Then I think it doesn't matter if you don't do this work. Why don't you just come to my company directly?" Zheng Yuan suggested disapprovingly at this time.
"That's not possible. I am used to doing things from beginning to end. Even if I quit, I still have to give an account to the company. This is my principle!" Song Zihan shook his head and explained seriously.
Zheng Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and he was really depressed. Why is this Song Zihan not clear-headed? What's there to do in real estate? Wouldn't it be good to work in his own company? At worst, I will support you from now on. Are you afraid that you won't have money to spend?
However, seeing Song Zihan's persistence, Zheng Yuan could not force himself too much. He could only nod his head helplessly and said: "Then I will wait for the good news from Miss Song. A month will pass soon anyway!
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"That's right. I hope Master Zheng will take care of me then!" Song Zihan nodded with satisfaction and smiled.
"That's natural, you can rest assured. As long as you come to my company, you make the decision in everything!" Zheng Yuan nodded generously.
"Thank you, Mr. Zheng." Song Zihan smiled and nodded.
"Is Miss Song free at noon? I wonder if I can treat you to a meal?" Zheng Yuan had forgotten that he had anything to do today, and asked Song Zihan with an attentive look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng. I'm very busy at noon today. I have to go back to the company after eight o'clock. It's already half past seven, and it's almost time. I have to rush back right away!" Song Zihan shook his head helplessly and explained.
"Are you in such a hurry? How about I send you off in my car?" Zheng Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly offered his courtesy.
"Why did Mr. Zheng drive here?" Song Zihan was stunned when he heard this and asked in surprise.
"Um..." Zheng Yuan knew he had spilled the beans, so he could only explain awkwardly: "I live a bit far away from here. That's why I drove here. I have to go to work soon!"
"So that's it. Since Mr. Zheng has to go to work, you should go ahead and do your work first. It won't be good if it delays your business. My company is nearby, I can just run over. It just so happens that I haven't run enough yet!"
Song Zihan shook his head in disapproval and refused.
Seeing Song Zihan's refusal, Zheng Yuan felt a little depressed. But since they had already said it, it would be too anxious to force it. At the moment, he could only nod helplessly and agreed: "Okay. Miss Song can
Can you leave me your contact information?"
"Contact information?" Song Zihan was stunned when he heard this, then nodded happily and said: "I'll give you my number, I don't have my mobile phone with me!"
Zheng Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. But he soon found out tragically that the sportswear he wore today did not have any pockets to carry things, and it was not convenient to carry a mobile phone. He also put his mobile phone in the car, and he immediately showed his depression.