When he arrived at the entrance of the company, Duan Ge stopped the car but did not let Song Xiang get out of the car immediately.
"There is a horse riding stable opening tomorrow. Do you want to come and have fun with me?"
Song Xiang was a little worried. She used to go to these places with Yan Han, so she might be a little embarrassed when she met an acquaintance.
Seeing her hesitation, Duan Ge clicked his tongue and said, "My buddies are all car enthusiasts. Maybe when we meet, someone will buy a car."
Otherwise, a little girl should be cautious when going out into society. There are traps everywhere.
Song Xiang wanted to smile bitterly, but he still had the white lotus posture on his face, pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay, then you tell me the address and I will go there myself."
"No need." Duan Ge stretched out his arm and put it on her seat. The smile on his lips reflected the light of his earrings, and he said openly, "I'll come to pick you up tomorrow."
Speaking of which, there is no point in pretending anymore.
Song Xiang thanked him again and again, being polite enough, and finally, when Duan Ge felt his scalp numb, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car by touching the safety button on the door.
After escaping from the strong car perfume, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, nodded to Duan Ge with a smile, and watched him drive away.
As soon as the person left, the expression on her face changed to a cold style, a lively yin and yang face.
When Song Xiang entered the company with slightly wet hair, she was greeted by strange looks from everywhere. Song Xiang didn't care at all and walked in expressionlessly.
Just as she was about to go to the dressing room to change, Yang Liu came over and knocked on her table.
"There is a giant Buddha looking for you in the lounge."
Song Xiang frowned, nodded to Yang Liu, got up and went to the lounge.
Pushing open the door to the lounge, you are greeted by a clean and delicate face.
"Hello, Sister Song Xiang."
Song Xiang thought about many people, but she never thought that it would be someone who was warm and just a casual acquaintance.
"Hello."
Wen Xin was a little embarrassed, so she asked Song Xiang to sit down and continued to talk hesitantly.
"Sister Xiang, do you have time to have lunch with us? I have some questions and I want to ask you."
Song Xiang had no intention of talking to her in the company, so he immediately nodded and suggested going to a restaurant in the shopping mall next door.
Wen Wen behaved very naturally and agreed immediately.
Song Xiang thought she was just an ordinary poor student, but when she entered the mall, she found that was not the case. This girl had no stage fright when facing expensive items, and she was also generous when ordering food. She did not have the weakness of a small family.
She suddenly felt that she might have made a mistake. This was not a delicate flower.
"Sister Xiang, I'm really sorry. I've only met you once. I shouldn't have troubled you so much, but after thinking about it carefully, I still have to come and ask you for advice."
Before the food was served, Wen Xin showed a frustrated look and whispered a request.
Song Xiang lowered his head to drink tea, without showing the intelligence of a big sister, and said calmly: "Is there a problem at work?"
Wen Xin bit her lip, her face turned slightly red, "It's about Mr. Yan..."
Song Xiang swallowed a big mouthful of ice water, pressed some heat on her chest, and asked naturally: "Is Mr. Yan giving you a hard time?"
"No." Wenxin immediately shook his head, waved his hands repeatedly, lowered his head, his broken hair covered half of his face, and his voice was like a gnat: "He was so kind to me. I was a little confused for a while, and I didn't know how to repay him."
hehe.
Just commit yourself to it, don't think about anything else.
Song Xiang almost smashed the cup in her hand on the table. It was not that she disliked the warmth, but that it was a bit ridiculous for her as an old lover to sit here and listen to her new lover explain her journey of thought.
She wanted to tell Wen Xin that Yan Han was not the only one who was so kind to her. A ready-made example was right across from her.
"Sister Xiang, can you tell me Mr. Yan's preferences, so that I can do a good job in Mr. Yan's logistics work." Wen Wen raised her head, her eyes were clean and clear, and she put her hands on her chest, looking like a little rabbit.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and looked indifferent, "I have told Li Shan all the important points. You can ask her for it. There is nothing special."
Wen Xin looked a little disappointed, lowered her head, and clasped her hands with each other, "That's it, then I'll ask Sister Shanshan when I go back."
"If nothing happens, I have to go to work. You'd better not waste time coming here in the future. After all, the headquarters is quite far from here." Song Xiang stood up and prepared to leave.
Wen Xin quickly stood up and asked in an urgent tone, "Sister Xiang, is there anything special you need to pay attention to when working next to Mr. Yan?"
Song Xiang paused, pondered for a moment, and finally finished his sentence.
"He is severely allergic to mangoes, and even a little bit of juice can make him dizzy."
"What about your drinking capacity?" Wenxin took advantage of the victory and asked expectantly.
Song Xiang completely lost his patience and turned around and walked out.
"He has a good drinking capacity, you don't need to worry about him."