Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Friday is all meeting.

If he had just arrived at the office in the morning, and Lao Huang was still a little bit energetic to joke with me, then his malaise at the moment can be said to be visible to the naked eye. We just ended our meeting with BCG. He and Xu Xin had a ten-minute debate on "What BCG thinks we need" and "What do we actually need". Lao Huang is really a mid-level player, neither humble nor overbearing, and he makes moves. Moreover, as a technical expert, he It's easy to ask the other side upside down without getting trapped in speaking skills and not knowing the direction. I guess the support staff in their office will be busy this weekend.

As for me? Kevin and I got together in the mud for noon.

Lao Huang looked at the traitor's eyes in the conference room—it's not right, he looked at me with the look of the traitor. This red face sang so much that I even believed it a little bit. I don't know if the BCG party bought it or not. Anyway, the children in the group are frightened. At this moment, they are obediently staying in the office and dare not get out. They even walk with their tails in and out of the pantry. Xiao Ding and Lao Huang handed over work. Originally, I couldn't see much, but when I turned back to my seat, I caught a glimpse of him sticking out his tongue at Xiao Chen. I'm afraid he was walking on thin ice before. He will be officially seconded next week to help me deal with Vietnam affairs. If possible, I still hope that I can find a time to have a casual meal with him recently and communicate with him.

When I was about to get off work, Yimin came down to pick up the nuts, and said hello when I passed my desk. He didn't rush to leave, tore open the package and threw it into the trash can, as if to say casually: "By the way, tomorrow we are going to play golf, are you interested?"

I'm crazy. Going to play ball in such a big sun, want to make jerky? I stubbornly said, "I may only be a caddie."

"Just get together and have fun. If you come, I can teach you that we are just one person away." He added, "We have another lady involved."

I was amused by him: "Sonia can play golf?"

"I heard that I am very good at it."

"Eighteen holes?"

"Playing nine holes, we didn't book it. It seems to be close to Malaysia." He probably gestured to the position. I know that the stadium he said is in the north, the environment is average, and the price is good. There are more than 30 new talents including tax, and the clubs are not included.

I said: "That stadium does not give extended tickets, and it will be played on rainy days. You can imagine the situation of the venue... can the reservation be cancelled?"

"Yes."

"I will see what I can do." I didn't speak immediately, looked at him, and said, "Mind if I bring someone?"

"Not at all." He stuffed a nut into his mouth. "Let’s meet in the hotel lobby tomorrow, if you don’t mind. We have a car."

I found an empty meeting room.

Kevin knocked on the door quite gracefully, really pretentious, I was heading for the door, what's so good about the glass door to knock on. He walked in, holding his arms and tilting his head: "I never thought this would happen. What can I do for you?"

I'm not smiling, too: "Do you know how to play golf?"

"Yeah..." He didn't answer me immediately, prolonging his voice, and then said, "It depends on what counts as ‘will’."

I laughed out loud, and after two seconds, said: "Can you get the stadium reservation for tomorrow? It's the one nearby."

Yes, Singapore has a golf course in the city center. Of course, the price is very modern: even so, the passenger flow is still very impressive. I know he seems to be some kind of member of that stadium, or maybe he has joined some kind of elite club, and the club has an agreement with the stadium. In short, Kevin has a good approach in this regard.

As soon as the voice fell, I realized that the expression in his eyes looked a bit interesting. Kevin did not answer the conversation immediately, rubbing the palm of his hand against his beard-it must feel strange, maybe it seems to be touching the tongue of a cat-and said, "You, me, who else?"

"People from BCG." I said, "Just the two of us."

"Okay." He said suddenly, "I can play golf."

"How about seeing you at the coffee shop downstairs tomorrow?" I raised my eyebrows. "Nine o'clock in the morning."

"I'll be there on time." Kevin walked out of the meeting room smartly.

I changed to a linen shirt the next day. Considering that I would stay outdoors all the time, inside, I put on an extra vest, and after looking through the box for a long time, I found a suitable pair of thin jeans, which weighed only 9 ounces, and hoped it would not be hot. I deliberately wore single shoes with heels. After all, I was not aiming to play golf. It was better to try to avoid the situation that asked me to swing. Kevin arrived on time. He wore a piqué polo shirt, a big pointed collar with hidden buttons that is popular among suitors. He also wears leather shoes on his feet. He should change his outfit when he arrives at the venue; in his seat Next to it, there is a cue bag that looks very expensive.

"Good-looking." I boasted casually.

"You are not bad either." His degree of perfunctory is not as good as mine.

When we arrived at the hotel, BCG was already there, Xu Xin was not there, but I saw his bag. Yimin said, "Yao booked us a spot in Marina Bay."

This should be a very challenging thing. I found that the eyes of both people in the Singapore office were bright. Miss Pan De also looked a little surprised, looking at me at the moment. I then explained with a smile: "Kevin booked us a spot in Marina Bay."

Kevin said: "So Kevin was invited to play."

Everyone laughed happily.

Xu Xin came quickly and the car arrived. It was a medium-sized hotel bus, but there were no other passengers. Kevin might have wanted to sit with Miss Pan De, they were the closest in rank, but then he hesitated for a while, maybe to avoid suspicion? In such a time, Xu Xin invited him to sit down together, but Kevin made a rare miscalculation and just sat down like this. I sat a little later, thinking that even if someone came over, it would be a citizen.

"Hi." She is not Yimin, "Can I sit here?"

I lowered my head and smiled: "I heard you are a good golfer?"

"No, no," Miss Pande said, "I haven't played golf in a long time. My father is very good at it, and he shot 76 last year."

"The tiger father has no dog girls." I looked at her, "Aren't you going to end today?"

"I just want to bask in the sun." She said.

"What I saw is the same." I paused and said, "It sounds like you have a very close family with each other."

She smiled softly: "I have a big family, which is more common among Indians."

"Then you sometimes feel homesick?"

She shook her head: "Only my brother still works in India. My parents are usually elsewhere, and sometimes we can meet during holidays. What about you? Is your home in Singapore?"

"I'm very..." I paused on purpose and looked at her with a smile, "I come from a very independent family, if you understand what I'm talking about."

She was amused by me and said: "At least Singapore has plenty of sunshine, and you can grow up alone."

I raised my eyebrows, noncommittal. Her smile is very contagious. If it does not involve any confidential topics, I will even have the illusion that chatting with her is a relaxing and pleasant thing, as if she is willing to tell me everything I ask, and both of them feel that they are in harmony. Talking to each other is very speculative. Even though it was a private gathering today, there was still a string in my heart. Don't ask anything, at least you can't reveal too much information unintentionally.

Kevin went to the list first. I didn't expect that Xinhe Yimin came on a business trip and brought a club, and Yimin carried an undercutting stick. It seems that he really likes golfing. I have heard about the ethos of some domestic companies that love to talk about business on the stadium. It is said that Shenzhen is particularly affected. It may be affected by the metropolis on the other side of the river. There was no drink cart in the court, and a man took a dozen mineral water and put it on the golf cart we rented. Kevin and one of the local staff in Singapore used their own clubs, while Xinhe Yimin rented a few of them, so we waited a little longer before we went to the tee. The four of them played, and the staff of the other local office seemed to be a beginner and did not participate in the game.

You get what you pay for, the maintenance of this stadium is excellent, and at the end of the boulevard is a high-rise building, with a touch of reality in the magic. While waiting, Xu Xin chatted with me: "I didn't expect you to bring Kevin with you."

"From the company's situation, can't you tell?" I said, "After all, Kevin is my superior, and we are not in the same project team."

"I heard that your company's internal communication does not show rank."

"Yes. I don't know Yao's rank." Kevin said.

I shrugged: "I don't know Kevin's rank."

Xu Xin didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, and said, "Then you are very close friends?"

"Um..." I frowned deliberately, "It depends on how you look at it. Kevin hasn't been willing to lend me his club until now."

Ha, I guessed it! Kevin's face changed the moment he heard the words. It's just in this context that his face change seems appropriate, but it provides evidence from the side for my hint, which is a magical touch.

Of course, I have made appointments with Kevin to play with the people from BCG, and the relationship must be very close.

Xu Xin laughed and said, "It doesn't matter if I lend you my cue. Will you come for a swing?"

I shook my head and showed him my shoes: "I wish you a hole in one."

My goal is not on the court.