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This man is really Tong Jincheng.

What did he bring her here for?

Song Yao felt a little expectant and anxious.

He stood at the door of the office and knocked.

"Come in." A deep and mellow voice sounded.

His voice was so pleasant that Song Yao couldn't help but raise her eyes and glance at Tong Jincheng.

Tong Jincheng turned his head, glanced at her lightly, and motioned for her to throw it away first.

She is responsible for this project. Although she does not understand design, she will study hard.

So this design draft has been submitted to Tong Jincheng.

He took her design drawings, looked through them carefully, and then frowned slightly and said: "This design drawings are not exquisite enough. You can change it again [Finally fill in this area."

Upon hearing this, Song Yao immediately took the design drawings, looked at them carefully, and then nodded: "Yeah, thank you.

After Song Yao went downstairs with the design drawings, as soon as she left the Imperial Group, she saw Tong Jincheng's domineering Bugatti Veyron parked on the roadside.

The car window rolled down, revealing his handsome profile. He frowned slightly, as if waiting for her.

Song Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she waved to him hurriedly: "Mr. Tong, do you have anything to do with me?"

she asked as she walked towards his car.

Song Yao opened the passenger door and sat in.

As soon as she sat in, the man's tall body came up to her. He put one arm on the car seat and reached behind with the other hand to buckle her seat belt.

Song Yao's heartbeat quickened and her cheeks turned red.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Tong Jincheng took back his hand, started the accelerator, and drove away.

Tong Jincheng's driving skills were very good. He drove the car smoothly outside a high-end restaurant, turned off the engine, and turned to ask her: "Are you hungry? Let's eat."

She shook her head, her heart beating still fast.

She felt that she must be crazy, otherwise she wouldn't be so nervous.

She raised her head and gave Tong Jincheng a forced smile: "Mr. Tong, I don't need to eat.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you hungry?"

Song Yao smiled awkwardly and nodded.

In fact, her stomach was already empty. She originally planned to go out to eat something to fill her stomach tonight, but he caught her...

"Since you are not hungry, then come and have a meal with me. As a thank you for helping my mother, you can ask for any reward you want." He opened his thin lips lightly [several ministers with sad voices.

…Please give me flowers…

"Remuneration?" Song Yao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I have no other requirements.

The man raised a nice eyebrow, glanced at Song Yao, and said nothing.

The two of them ordered a few dishes. Song Yao lowered her head to eat the dishes without saying a word.

Suddenly, the man's deep magnetic voice slowly sounded: "Your father owes me a debt. This cooperation will be regarded as offsetting that debt."

Song Yao stopped chewing and looked at Tong Jincheng in surprise.

Tong Jincheng was eating rice elegantly. When he noticed her gaze, he raised his head and glanced at her: "Don't agree?"

Song Yao shook her head quickly, "I'm just curious. Does Mr. Tong know my father?"

Tong Jincheng's brows were filled with a hint of gentleness, and he nodded: "Yes."

Song Yao said oh.

She continued to pick at the rice grains in the bowl.

Tong Jincheng picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks and handed it to Song Yao's mouth.

Song Yao raised her head and looked at him: "Mr. Tong, I will do it myself."

"I'll feed you pills.".