Before getting off work, Qin Songyao heard Mengmeng sigh.
Lu Qiao followed her to the parking lot and whispered: "You invited Pei Qi, right?"
Qin Songyao wondered how she knew.
Lu Qiao shrugged and said, "Don't explain, I'm used to seeing the miracles in you. If you buy the theater and ask Mr. Yang to get out of here, I can accept it calmly."
Qin Songyao: “…”
The two of them walked together. Before they could get to the car, they saw a group of girls carrying long spears and short cannons approaching. Lu Qiao tskated. Qin Songyao saw the equipment, his scalp became numb, his steps accelerated, and he quickly
Opened the door.
Before Lu Qiao could react, she had already gotten into the car.
"distant?"
Hearing the sound, Qin Songyao stuck his head out and watched the girls enter the theater through the back door, she was a little worried.
"I guess I knew Pei Qi was coming to rehearsal and came to squat in advance." Lu Qiao said.
"Squat overnight?"
"Little girls sometimes have more patience than us in their work." Lu Qiao sighed.
Qin Songyao was a little annoyed. She didn't dare to think about what she had to shake when the camera with the length of her forearm just now was aimed at her.
Lu Qiao is gone.
She sat in the car and didn't move for a long time.
The phone vibrated. I picked it up and saw that it was called by the missing person Bo Siyan.
Inexplicably, she was even more nervous than when she saw the camera just now, so she hurriedly took over.
"Hello?"
"Did you see the itinerary tomorrow?"
Qin Songyao didn't know, so he quickly opened his email address and saw the itinerary.
"The board of directors tomorrow afternoon?"
"Accepted at three o'clock."
Qin Songyao sat upright, "Don't you go directly to the dinner? I, I have to take office?"
She has never been a director.
"Do you think it's a big cafeteria? Just have a meal?"
"What do the board of directors do?"
“Speak.”
"What else?"
“Speak.”
Qin Songyao:???
"I will send you the manuscript to you for hearing the banquet and recite it yourself."
"oh."
She responded, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to ask about his ears.
beep--
The phone has hung up.
Soon, the manuscript came.
Qin Songyao sat in the car and opened it, and glanced at him, "Good guy, it's probably only one hundred words."
To sum up, it is: thank you for your trust and wish you a blessing for the future.
Qin Songyao was puzzled and quickly called him back.
"What are you doing?" Bo Siyan asked without any emotion.
Qin Songyao: "I'll just say these two sentences?"
"I think it's too much?"
Qin Songyao: "No, isn't this too unscrupulous? Do I need to have some suggestions for the future of the group? I have to give my colleagues a good impression on the first time I meet."
Bo Siyan sneered.
Mocking! Undisguised ridicule!
Qin Songyao: “…”
She looked ahead without emotion and asked coldly: "Isn't it right?"
"After the meeting, I will do your voting rights and all rights."
"ah?"
"You don't have to attend the board of directors in the future."
"What am I?" Qin Songyao blinked, "Is it a mascot?"
"I should applaud you if I can figure it out so quickly."
Qin Songyao felt heartbroken and heartbroken. This was different from what she imagined.
"After all, you have to call me to vote?"
"If you have a complexity in voting, I will ask someone to put a ballot box on the head of your bed, and you can vote sooner or later, and you can vote as much as you want."
Qin Songyao: “…”
She shouldn't have sympathized with him.
She felt uncomfortable for several days when she knew there was something wrong with his ear.
Oh.
God is really sick.
Why do you want to make his ears so that he can't make his mouth rotten?!