Song Zilian closed the top of the fish tank and walked down from the bench. With a smile on his face, he extended his hand to Meng Shu, "From today on, we are colleagues. I am very happy."
Meng Shu lowered his eyes and looked at the Graff Diamond Illusion watch on his wrist that once shocked him. What kind of diamond was it? It was simply the lowest-end glass imitation.
He was indeed deceived that day!
Meng Shu threw away Song Zilian's hand in displeasure. How could he be willing to be a colleague with a little wolfdog who was an Israeli waiter? But this scene was caught in the eyes of the director.
"Meng Shu, do you not want to do it anymore? I gave you this chance because of Xiao Song's hard work. If you don't want to do it, get out of the Island of Love."
Meng Shu clenched his fists, wondering when had he ever experienced such birdiness.
"Director, I..."
"Director, just ask him to apologize." Song Zilian acted so generously that the director couldn't help but think highly of this kind young man.
But the way Song Zilian looked at Meng Shu was not so friendly, but with a sense of contempt.
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, so Meng Shu had to suppress his temper and said to Song Zilian, "I'm sorry."
"Isn't that great?" The director smiled honestly and pointed to the contract on the table, "Xiao Song, help me sign the contract for him. There is another person from the program team who wants me to come over."
"I understand, director, don't worry."
Song Zilian took out the ink pad and the contract for Meng Shu to sign. The daily salary was 200, which was a low salary that Meng Shu had never seen before.
"Why are you here? Why are you helping me? Are you here to take care of Ji Xinyao? It wasn't you who knocked me out last night?" Meng Shu asked a series of questions.
He remembered that Ji Xinyao was standing in front of him, and he fainted without seeing any movement from her.
"I won't ask Mr. Meng if he is here to help Ji Jingxue. Because Xinyao said she wanted to keep you, so I kept you."
As soon as he heard Ji Xinyao's name, Meng Shu felt angry again.
"Are you and that bitch Ji Xinyao brewing some conspiracy? Do you want to join forces to harm Jingxue?"
He excitedly approached Song Zilian, but suddenly, his throat was grabbed by Song Zilian.
The gentle face that always made people feel like a spring breeze was now extremely cold, and the sharp muscle lines seemed to be made of iron.
"If you stay on the Island of Love, do you want to cause trouble or plot a conspiracy? Please let me know. But if you curse Xinyao again, I will kill you."
As he spoke, he pushed Meng Shu forward, and the huge force directly caused the chair behind Meng Shu to break apart, causing pain to Meng Shu's body.
He was once the leader of a delinquent boy, and he never thought that one day he would be beaten up by a pretty boy.
Song Zilian put away the contract and looked at the chair with regret.
"Fortunately, there is an identical one at the door."
He was about to walk out the door, thought for a moment, and turned his head again. This time, a smile finally appeared on his face, and he said in a warning tone, "You know Song Lucun? I pinched off his right hand."
At nine-thirty in the evening, Song Zilian went to the lake on time, and Ji Xinyao arrived just in time, bringing fireworks sticks and crayfish.
The lake surface at night was as calm as a mirror. The two of them sat by the lake, peeling crayfish and chatting about what happened today.
"Meng Shu stayed on the island as an NPC. I saw him in the director's office today. You should be careful."
"What?" Ji Xinyao was slightly shocked, "Speaking of which, the program team didn't pay special attention to Ji Jingxue today. It's not because of my mouth. Is it true?"
Song Zilian nodded firmly, "Maybe this is the spirit of speech. It seems that you can't talk nonsense in the future."