"Mr. Robert wants to invite you to ski. I wonder if you are interested."
Song Xiang doesn't know how to ski, so naturally he can't slap a fat man in the face.
"It doesn't matter, we have professionals who can teach you."
Song Xiang hesitated, she was not here to play.
"Miss Rong, in your country, is there a saying that 'the quality of wine is the quality of one's character'?" the secretary asked.
Song Xiang answered yes calmly.
"Wine is a specialty of your country. In other words, snow is also a specialty of Oslo. According to your country's thinking, can we conclude that the quality of snow is the quality of a person?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She regretted not taking Suman with her.
Opposite me, the hunky-backed man saw that she didn't respond, so he lowered his head and said something in the secretary's ear.
"Ms. Rong, after skiing, Mr. Robert is willing to discuss the details of the acquisition with you."
Song Xiang had nothing to say and couldn't leave now.
"good."
The secretary immediately went out to prepare, while Song Xiang was taken to change equipment.
When she comes out, everything will be ready outside.
Rong Qi followed closely with others, always keeping a suitable distance.
Song Xiang wore goggles, which narrowed his sphere of influence and made his movements somewhat restricted.
"Don't worry, we have professionals to teach you." The secretary said.
Song Xiang nodded, not daring to move. She felt that she would fall down if she moved even slightly.
She only heard the rustling sound of snow. She turned around with difficulty and saw a group of people skiing in from the side. They should be coaches.
His eyes flickered, and he felt that there was a figure that looked very familiar.
She pushed up her goggles and tried to search again, but felt that everyone was about the same.
Adjust your posture and stand up, and feel someone approaching from behind.
She was a little scared, worried that the other person would bump into her, and before she hesitated, the other person had stopped beside her.
She turned her face sideways and saw the other person through her goggles.
She was all black, with nothing exposed from head to toe.
Song Xiang felt that she must have gone crazy for Shun Han, so everyone looked like him.
"Hello." She greeted proactively.
The other party remained silent, walked behind her, and adjusted her arms without saying a word.
Song Xiang was a little absent-minded, and his posture was a bit like being hugged.
Although the other person gave her the feeling of severe coldness, she couldn't accept it and moved her feet unconsciously.
However, as soon as he moved his feet, the board under his feet actually moved forward.
Her eyes widened and she screamed subconsciously.
The next second, her waist was buckled, and the person behind her brought her back steadily.
Shocked.
"Please pay attention."
A very soft voice.
Across the biting cold wind, although Song Xiang was very close to him, he couldn't feel his breath at all.
A little sound is blown away by the wind.
She blinked under the goggles and turned her face subconsciously, wanting to see what the other person looked like.
However, just as she had the idea, the board under her feet seemed to be kicked.
ah!
Another scream.
However, before she could move forward, the person behind her grabbed her arm and stepped on her board.
Song Xiang:!!!
"If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to learn when the time comes, and my hourly wages will be deducted."
Song Xiang: "..."
She struggled with her arm, but found that the other person's grip was very tight.
"Rong..."
She was about to shout when another voice came from behind her, "I can let you go, but you will probably get hurt."
Song Xiang got a little angry and shouted in Chinese, "Let go!"
The other party paused and said, "Sorry, I don't speak Chinese."
Song Xiang rolled his eyelids and turned around angrily.
Forget it just now, she just felt the body shape was similar.