I joined the company hand in hand with Bo Siyan, received a lot of "good wife" greetings, and then walked into the board of directors, and heard the secretary smile and called "Director Qin". This is an ordinary afternoon in Miss Qin San's life.
At the board of directors, she wanted to use a few more words.
Just as he was about to start, Bo Siyan was suppressed by a warning look.
If you don’t talk, don’t talk.
She doesn't want to get cheaper to these people.
According to the regulations, she finished her sentences and the audience applauded.
Qin Songyao smiled, nodded artificially to the person on the left, then to the person on the right, then picked up the teacup in front of him, and tasted it briefly.
The little secretary symbolically showed her several financial report documents. She took out the frameless glasses from her handbag, looked through them in a decent manner, and nodded, "Very good."
Bo Siyan was in the chief, and when he saw this scene, he sighed in his heart.
He can guarantee that she doesn't understand anything.
Not far away, Qin Songyao returned the last document to the secretary.
I complained in my heart: I know every word I just pick it up, but I don’t know it if I get it together.
She has a specialty in her profession, and she can act well, read the script thoroughly, and can't understand the financial report, and it's nothing.
She drank tea with peace of mind.
The old lady called and asked them to the venue on the top floor, and the dinner was held at her own place.
Qin Songyao walked upstairs with Bo Siyan upstairs and smiled all the way. Thinking about the past three years, there has not been a dinner party and has seen so many smiling faces.
She brought the juice and toasted with Bo Siyan for socializing.
Halfway through, she arrived at the old lady and found that Mrs. Bo was there too.
Bo Minyu's affairs were so big that she was just like nothing she had, staying with the old lady, respectful and considerate.
A terrible opponent.
Not only that, there was one more person around the old lady.
Qin Chengyi.
Her good second sister finally found a chance to show her face.
The sick and weak beauty has long hair scattered, wearing a long white dress swaying, and only a diamond bracelet on her body, which is simple and exquisite.
Before Qin Songyao could speak, the woman had already walked forward and took the initiative to say, "Yaoyao, congratulations, it was a blessing in disguise."
The old lady turned around and heard this sentence, saying, "It's not a blessing, I'll give it to Yaoyao sooner or later. The disaster is really a disaster, and it's aggrieved Yaoyao."
Qin Songyao was moved inside and smiled at the old man.
Turning his face, he found embarrassment flashing across Qin Chengyi's face, but he quickly stabilized.
"Sorry, my second sister said the wrong thing."
"It's okay." Qin Songyao took the initiative to chat with her, curled his lips and said, "My second sister dropped out of school due to illness in high school, and went abroad to study intermittently. It is normal to use the wrong idiom."
Qin Chengyi was silent, and a restrained anger flashed in his eyes.
Qin Songyao hummed softly and planned to leave. He had just taken two steps but was stopped by Qin Chengyi.
She turned around without any warning.
Click.
The flash lights on.
Qin Chengyi smiled like a picture, ignoring her suddenly lost bloody face, shook the mini camera in her hand, and said, "At such a wonderful moment, leave a thought."
After saying that, she looked down at the display.
"Ah, Yaoyao, your expression is not very good, you seem to be scared."
Qin Songyao clenched the wine glass, suppressed the dizziness and discomfort of vomiting, and turned his face cold, "Second sister, what do you mean?"
Qin Chengyi smiled slightly, and Man stepped forward, "It's not interesting, but I remember you like taking photos and recording important moments and taking a photo for you."