Good Morning, Mr. President!

In early October, Song Zhixing returned to Jucheng again.

In the fall, the summer heat has dissipated, and the city has become somewhat cool. She followed the team, holding the materials, and stood under the Tang's building, feeling very happy. She was so envious of the peach before, how could she never think of it, and now she is standing in the Tang family in another identity and way.

They were taken to the 9th floor of Tang's newly established design department. Tang's design director led them to the office and brought them familiar with the work environment.

Song Zhixing had few opportunities to come to the company before. If she really knew her, she had only met the few people around Tang Yu on the top floor, so nobody in the design department knew her.

She looked around the entire design department, only feeling inexplicable in her heart. She actually works at Tang! In a building with Tang Yu! However, here is the 9th floor. There are dozens of floors from the top floor where Tang Yu is located. It's hard to see him in such a big building!

Song Zhixing put the data in his own cell, and couldn't help but look at the probe from the window. Tang Yu should not know that he has come to Tang's! I really want to know what he would look like if he saw himself in Tang's. If you want to come, you will either drive her away, or you will be as expressionless as ever!

Thinking of his indifferent reactions, Song Zhixing exhaled a little.

"Star of Song?" Just as she was lost, a familiar voice came suddenly. Song Zhixing turned his face, and Tao Zi was shocked, and couldn't believe his eyes widened. "I thought something was wrong with my eyes, it's really you."

"It's me." Song Zhixing nodded his head and raised a good-looking brow as she learned the way she was before. "I will be an employee here as well."

"Are you kidding me?"

"I have a part in the Tang's G103 project building." Song Zhixing handed her the newly-paid job card. "Designer Song Zhixing, please advise."

"..." Tao Zi took a look at the sign and felt unbalanced. I am still an intern, and of course I am not eligible to participate in projects like G103, but I did not expect that Song Zhixing is not a Tang person, and can actually participate as a designer.

She cocked her lips. "It seems that I have to worry about the design quality of the G103 now."

"This matter is troubled by our professional team, so you can worry about it." Song Zhixing patted Tao Zi's shoulder and smiled particularly brightly.

Peach threw the sign on her table, and turned away.

The work process in Tang's has also been relatively smooth. Song Zhixing lived in a single apartment rented by the company with several other colleagues. One suite per person is very convenient. The preparatory work is very busy in the early stage. Every time I return to the apartment after work, it is already 8 or 9 o'clock. She cooks instant noodles at will, and sleeps on the stomach.

Life is full. However, the only thing that made her feel a little bit helpless was that she had been here for a week and had never seen Tang Yu once. Later, I accidentally listened to the director's phone chat and realized that Tang Yu was away on business and was not in the country at all.

I don't know when he will return!

Song Zhixing was lying in bed thinking about the man in a loss, she was worried that she had really finished the project and did not meet him.

Missing is really something that can't be helped. In the past three years, she has been struggling hard, forcing herself not to think about him. As long as she doesn't touch her, she can stop her heart. However, since the last time I saw it, it seemed that a gate was completely opened after being touched, suppressing the feelings for a full three years, and rushing out of the nest, no longer under her control.

The next day, near work, my colleague Lu Yuan came over and knocked on her desk. "Stars, KTV at night, designers from both companies will be here. Contact your feelings."

Song Zhixing had a headache when he heard KTV. In that kind of place, the air is extremely bad. Men usually smoke without fear. If she goes, she must die there. She shook her head and was about to say rejection. The other party immediately blocked her mouth. "The director said, everyone gets it. Don't let everyone down."

Song Zhixing thought about it, "Then I'll go with you for a glass of wine, and leave after drinking, this head office. I'm not feeling well today, I won't wait too long."

She didn't say she was sick.

Lu Yuan nodded. "Okay, I'll talk about it anyway."

After work, after dinner, a group of young people went to KTV. They are almost the same age, and they are peers. There is no barrier for everyone to play. Song Zhixing knew that he wouldn't be able to walk without touching the glass collectively. So wait for the drinks to come up.

After a while, the drink came up and one person touched a glass, and Song Zhixing took a sip. With patience, after listening to the director singing a song on the sofa, he stood up with a bag and proposed to leave. It was said to be in poor health. Although everyone felt regretful, they did not forcibly retain it. Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and before everyone changed his mind, he opened the door and left.

She lowered her head and opened the box door. It was anxious to drive and I didn't expect someone to just push the door in. She lifted her head and saw the person in shock, stunned. She didn't have time to stop for a while, and bumped into the other side.

His chest was strong, and Song Zhixing's forehead hurt. However, smelling the other person's smell, she suddenly felt very unconscious.

Tang Yu ...

It was actually Tang Yu.

How come he came here? She had thought she might not see him.

"Are you drunk again?" Tang Yu's voice was ringing above her head at the moment when she was lost, and she could not hear any emotional ups and downs. I didn't seem surprised or surprised to see her.

This ‘again’ embarrassed Song Zhixing, involuntarily remembering the last time she was drunk and went straight to the villa. She really wanted to be drunk, but she was not so cheeky.

Quickly withdrew from his arms, stood upright, and kept some distance from him.

Then she saw Du Hui standing behind him.

She chuckled her lips and said hello. Du Hui didn't seem to see her by accident.

Song Zhixing's gaze passed quietly across Tang Yu's face and fell to Du Hui again, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that Huanyu employees are here today. Er Ye just got off the plane and just wanted to meet you collectively."

"... Oh." Song Zhixing nodded, his eyes fell on Tang Yu again, and he spoke carefully to him: "I ... now work in Tang's."

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Wang said that this time they are all first-level designers." Tang Yu bit the word 'level one' very heavily. When he said that, his voice stopped and his eyes were sharp Looking at her. Apparently questioning her abilities.