Life With You

Everyone was led into a small banquet hall. There were four big round tables in the hall. Everyone looked for a place to sit. When everyone was seated, the hotel manager stood in a prominent position, raised his voice a little, and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to come. Bihai Chaosheng, everyone has come from far away. As the host, Mr. Jia prepares special local wine and food, which is regarded as a pick-up. Mr. Jia himself is on the way here, and there is something temporarily delayed. I hope you forgive me.

"Mr. Jia?"

"Which Mr. Jia?"

Song Xi has started to whisper at this table, and one of the older people said, "It's not Dean Jia, right?"

The dean of Panzhou Union Hospital is surnamed Jia. This exchange meeting is held here. The only person who can be counted as the host is him.

"It turned out to be Dean Jia, with so many of us, he was so troubled."

"Yeah, I just sat down and wondered, who is so caring..."

Previously, I guessed it in private, but now it’s Dean Jia who is ‘sure’. Everyone has a different face, for fear that the gratitude is not obvious enough.

Huang Lidan leaned close to Song Xi and said in a low voice: "It's Dean Jia who is the guest, who is the one who gave you the flowers?"

Song Xi didn't respond right away, because a vague figure popped out of her heart, wouldn't it be him?

Just thinking about it, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open from the outside by two waiters. The man walking in the middle, wearing khaki casual trousers and white shirt, walked without squinting, his lips hooked slightly and his chin slightly raised. , As if it brought its own BGM, Mingmingsheng's public face, but out of the focus of confidence in the crowd.

The man went all the way. After he succeeded in attracting everyone’s attention, he stood in the position of the manager and said to everyone with a faint smile: "Sorry for being late. Many of you may not know me. I introduce myself. Now, my name is Jia Jiantao, and my father is Jia Demin, the dean of Bazhou Union Hospital. I am very grateful to everyone who gathered in Bazhou from all over the country. I should have given everyone a rest, but I temporarily knew that among the people who came this time, there was my primary school in college. Sister, in order to invite her to dinner, I also took great pains. I was afraid that I would not invite her to come, so I can only trouble everyone to move here."

Song Xi looked at the man talking on the stage, and couldn't help but explode in his heart: brain damage.

He wants to pretend to be compelling, so why drag others into the water? What do you mean by being afraid of not coming, so I called everyone here. Doesn't it mean that everyone is the foil of that one person? What do others think?

Sure enough, Jia Jiantao's voice fell. Everyone looked at each other. The scene was once embarrassing. Everyone looked around, looking for the primary school girl Jia Jiantao said.

In fact, this person is not hard to guess. Jia Jiantao is only in his early thirties. Among the people present here, nine out of ten are older than him. Only three or two in his twenties. Song Xi is the only one of her age at this table. In line with.

When the table full of people is not looking at the food and only staring at one person, the thorns are nothing more than that. Song Xi wants to deceive herself and deceive herself that the person Jia Jiantao says is not her. However, some things are already fixed and can't be corrected by human resources.

Jia Jiantao walked away from the middle position and headed straight in Song Xi's direction. Song Xi's Yuguang caught a glimpse of him, meditating in his heart: You can't see me, you can't see me.

"Xiao Xi." Jia Jiantao looked at Song Xi, his eyes full of excitement and joy.

Song Xi bit her scalp and had to tilt her head as if she had just seen him, trying to squeeze a smile, "Ah, senior."

Jia Jiantao was standing, Song Xi had to stand up too, he looked at her from head to toe without anyone else beside him, and then publicly praised: "You are more beautiful than when you were in school."

Song Xi didn't want to look at the expressions on the faces of others, but felt ashamed. If she did something ashamed, it would be okay. If she was dragged down and ashamed by others, then she could not survive and die. Suddenly she went to the side and thought of George. Sheng, it's all in private at any rate, what do you mean by being so full of eyes?

However, Jia Jiantao didn't seem to notice Song Xi's embarrassment at all. He still said to himself: "In order to treat you to a meal, I racked my brains. Are you happy?"

I am glad your sister!

Song Xi couldn't really say anything against her intentions, so she could only smile and haha, "Senior, I haven't seen each other for so many years, so I'm sorry to have to meet you for spending money."

"Don't talk about money between us, vulgar." Jia Jiantao made an indifferent expression on his face, but said on his mouth: "The whole hall here is only 200,000 yuan. The boss here and I are friends, just a word. "

"Really?" Song Xi answered seemingly at random, but it was meaningful.

He is friends with the boss here. Does he know that the boss here is George Sheng?

Jia Jiantao was extremely courteous to Song Xi, and even called the waiter in public, "Help me open a bottle of Romanee_Conti from 2007, I want to have a few drinks with my school girl."

After the waiter left, Jia Jiantao asked again: "Do you still like flowers?"

Song Xi said, "Sister Dan likes it. I borrowed flowers to present the Buddha and gave it to Sister Dan."

Jia Jiantao followed Song Xi's gaze and glanced at Huang Lidan, who was sitting next to him. Not to mention that Huang Lidan was older than Song Xi for a whole round, even if he was younger than Song Xi, she might not be more beautiful than her.

Jia Jiantao nodded towards the smiling Huang Lidan, and immediately retracted his gaze and continued to say to Song Xi, "I don't even tell me in advance when I come to Panzhou. I'm so prepared in advance."

Song Xi thought, if I knew you were ready here, then I won't come.

The two are standing here and chatting. The people on the other tables have long been talking about them. They are not easy to explain on the surface, and they are all slander in private. These days, the rich is the master, chasing girls brazenly, and inspiring the crowd. Have reached this point.

On Du Huinan's table, there was someone who didn't open the pot and raised which pot, "Doctor Du, you, President Jia's son and Doctor Song, all graduated from the same school, right?"

Before Du Huinan could speak, the person next to her answered, "It's not just the same school, Dr. Du and Dr. Song are still classmates."

No one knew about this. It was the male doctor who knew Huang Lidan and his female colleague who heard it. The female colleague immediately used WeChat to pass it to people she knew, so in a blink of an eye, it spread on this table. Up.

I heard that Song Xi and Du Huinan were in the same class. Many people started gossiping. Some people asked Song Xi’s age, and others asked her what is the relationship with Jia Jiantao.

Du Huinan always had a faint expression, something innocuous, like Song Xi's age, she would answer, but similar to privacy, she just said that she didn't know and was unfamiliar.

The table full of people is not blind, I can see that Du Huinan and Song Xi are not close, otherwise they can not sit at the table, but some people owe words, and said in a joking tone: "President Jia will do this. It’s not authentic. You said that they are all school girls, and you can’t just remember Dr. Song and don’t remember Dr. Du."

Originally Du Huinan didn't care, and it didn't matter to her, but it was just this sentence that made her lose face immediately.