Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand Four Hundred and Five So, You Still Remember Me! (Part 3)

Tang Yu bit the word 'level one' very hard. When he said this, his voice paused and he looked at her sharply. Obviously doubtful about her ability.

Song Zhixing bit his lower lip.

So, as she expected, the first thing they did when they met was to drive her away?

Although I felt sad, I was somewhat unwilling to be driven away like this. She looked back at Tang Yu steadily, "Although I am not a first-class designer now, I will definitely be in the future. Moreover, in the past three years, I have designed for countless customers, and the praise is almost 100%. I have accumulated a lot of experience." With a lot of practical experience, I believe I will not hold back the team.”

Tang Yu stared at Song Zhixing. Her confident, stubborn and determined look made his eyes flicker. She has grown up for three years, and perhaps these three years are the most important three years for her. And he missed it after all.

Seeing Tang Yu's silence, Song Zhixing didn't know what he was thinking. He just thought that he was not willing to keep her. He said: "I welcome the second master to supervise the work. If you are not satisfied with my work, you can ask Mr. Wang to switch to another designer at any time."

Tang Yu hummed without knowing what he meant, and said in an indifferent tone, "I will supervise you carefully, just wait!"

After that, without waiting for Song Zhixing to say anything else, he opened the door of the box again and went in. Du Hui followed closely behind.

Song Zhixing looked at the back and secretly vowed to work hard and not let Tang Yu look down on him. The next second, I felt a little downcast again, wondering why I was so strong in front of him. What do you want to prove? To prove that she is no longer the ignorant, willful and ignorant little girl who had to rely on him to support her, but a mature woman who does not need him to coax or please?

She had been thinking about leaving, but at this moment, her legs were not obedient at all. Not only did he not go out, he opened the door of the box again and turned back.

She thought the atmosphere inside must be extremely good - Mr. Tang Erye, the person in charge of the Tang family, personally came to express condolences to everyone, and they must be extremely excited. After all, during this period, everyone is looking forward to seeing the second master in person and feeling his style up close. However, when Song Zhixing entered, he was shocked by the atmosphere inside.

Not only was it not as lively as before, but the air pressure inside was so low that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Those who had been dancing around in front of the screen were now sitting upright on the sofa. The singer stopped singing. He was holding the microphone and didn’t even know where to move his hands.

Tang Yu was sitting in the middle position. Although he said nothing, did nothing, and looked quite normal, his aura as a leader still made everyone afraid to breathe.

Taozi, who had been talking about chasing him before, was actually sitting next to him now, but her whole body was tense. She didn't even dare to look at him directly, but only secretly expressed admiration with her eyes from time to time. Take a look.

Song Zhixing found this scene particularly funny.

"Why don't you all sing?" Song Zhixing asked. To be honest, although she felt various emotions when she saw Tang Yu, she felt at ease compared to these people.

As soon as she spoke, the awkward atmosphere was immediately relieved.

"Xingxing, you're back just in time. Come and say hello. This is the second master." Someone immediately came forward and pulled her. It was like finding a life-saving straw.

Song Zhixing nodded to Tang Yu, "I just said hello outside."

"We have all had a drink with the second master, so why don't you come over and have a drink with the second master." The person sitting on the left side of Tang Yu seemed to be out of breath, so he quickly pulled Song Zhixing over and sat down. He also poured wine for Song Zhixing eagerly.

Song Zhixing sat next to Tang Yu and could smell his good smell even more.

She just picked up the wine glass, but Tang Yu just leaned lazily on the sofa, looked at her, and did not take over.

"Second Master?" Song Zhixing called him, inquiringly, as if he was asking what he meant.

"I'm tired today, and I don't want to deal with a woman who can get drunk and crazy at any time." Tang Yu raised his thin lips and spit out these words faintly. The most disgusting thing is that some people will forget everything they have done, and then leave without saying goodbye, as if nothing happened!

Song Zhixing was embarrassed for a moment. She could feel everyone's curious eyes turning towards them. However, no one could guess the relationship between the two of them. They just thought that the second master said something that they could not understand.

But she understands.

It seemed that the last time he got drunk and went to the villa really annoyed him.

"You continue to sing your song, don't worry about me." Tang Yu said lightly.

No one dared to move.

He turned his attention to the director. The director laughed dryly and immediately stood up and led everyone to sing and dance. Everyone was still a little restrained at first, but slowly, they became eager to give it a try. Later, I couldn't stand it any longer and everyone started singing and dancing.

As a result, Tang Yu was the only one left on the sofa. There were also two girls sitting next to Tang Yu. Song Zhixing didn't go, not even Taozi.

Three people, just sitting there. Song Zhixing occasionally looked sideways at Tang Yu. The lights in the box were dim, as if covered with a thin layer of fog, making him look more charming. Under such lighting, there was a heart-warming sense of mystery.

He must be really tired from this business trip, there is a tired look between his brows. Song Zhixing looked a little distressed. He looked up again and found Tao Zi looking at him. With that unabashed, admiring look.

"Second Master, do you want some fruit?" Taozi couldn't sit still anymore, so she brought some fruit over and directly forked a piece of orange to Tang Yu's mouth. She smiled very sweetly, "Try this orange, I just tried it, it's not sour at all. It's very sweet."

And, while she was talking, her body moved an inch closer to Tang Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

Really eager! Song Zhixing felt a little unhappy, and before Tang Yu could speak, she said unintentionally, "He doesn't like oranges."

Taozi glanced at Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing forked a piece of pear to Tang Yu. Tang Yu looked at her deeply, as if he was exploring, looking into her heart. She was trembling with his gaze, and felt her lips dry, and trembling, "Don't you like pears?"

"So, you still remember my preferences." Tang Yu's voice was not loud, and it was covered by the noisy sound in the KTV, and that voice was only audible to Song Zhixing. He leaned slightly and moved closer to her. At that moment, Song Zhixing held her breath, and she felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She even felt Taozi's eyes cutting into her like a knife.

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