Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 183 Transition
Shen Kai looked at the two of them, his cold expression melted into a faint smile like meeting the warm sun, becoming soft.

If such a person is needed to be the president of their company, he is acceptable.

After drinking half of a cup of coffee, Shen Kai was about to go back to the company to go to work. It happened that Chen Xingnan explained all the problems Qi Yue encountered.

"Has Secretary Chen had lunch?" Qi Yue asked Chen Xingnan while packing up.

Chen Xingnan shook his head and said, "There is no President Qi yet."

Qi Yue said happily: "Then let's go together."

Chen Xingnan was a little overwhelmed, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but in the end the words of refusal came to her lips, and she only said "good".

After sending Shen Kai downstairs, he casually had lunch at a nearby restaurant.

Chen Xingnan asked Qi Yue on the way back to the company: "President Qi, will you come to the company every day from now on?"

"Not necessarily, sometimes I have my own things to be busy with. I'm a freelance painter, so I can arrange my own time." Qi Yue responded.

As a freelancer, the biggest advantage is probably that you can arrange your own time.

Qi Yue smiled at Chen Xingnan, "Compared to my profession, I feel that working in a company from nine to five, six days a week is still pretty good."

Chen Xingnan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "Actually, they are all the same. I envy you that you can use your time freely, and you also envy our relatively stable work."

"may be."

You don't have to envy anyone, because what you have may also be what he is envious of.

The two of them took the elevator upstairs, and when they entered the company, which was still noisy, there was no sound at all.

Qi Yue felt that this scene was similar to the class she attended when she was a child. The children were obviously excited to ask questions and make a lot of noise, but when the teacher came in, they shut their mouths instantly, not daring to vent their anger.

Students are afraid of teachers, just like employees are afraid of their bosses.

Putting her hands in her pockets, Qi Yue took the initiative to greet the employees everywhere she passed, and she could even call out the names of each employee clearly.

Qi Yue walked past many workstations in such a high-profile yet modest manner, and then entered the office one after the other with Chen Xingnan.

"President Qi, how do you remember each of them?" Chen Xingnan asked her.

Qi Yue: "It's nothing, I just wrote it down after reading the employee information."

As an art student, she is good at observation and is more sensitive to words, so she can basically write them down after reading them.

Chen Xingnan didn't say anything, but looked at her with more intense eyes.

After spending a whole day, she finally succeeded in recovering all the missing work these days, Qi Yue looked at the documents in hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

When it was almost five o'clock, Yuxi sent a WeChat message asking her to go play. Qi Yue had a busy day and wanted to relax, so she agreed without hesitation, and the two went hand in hand to a nearby family clean it.

The resident singer was singing with a guitar in his arms, his lazy voice was laced with carelessness and coldness, and he sang an English song with explicit translation, which felt a bit nondescript.

Qi Yue stepped on the beam of the high stool and sat at the bar counter. The aroma of rum and the spiciness of brandy mixed together, giving people a different taste experience after mixing and matching.

In the evening, many people came to the bar one after another. She asked the bartender for a glass of ice blue margarita, which was as deep as the blue of the deep sea, quiet and mysterious, worthy of the name of forgetting worries.

"How many days and nights have I not played here with you?" Yu Xi leaned on the bar and asked her.

Qi Yue thought for a while: "Maybe half a year."

The two of them used to come here often. Song Yan went on a business trip, and Qi Yue just followed Yuxi to play casually, not going anywhere, just playing, occasionally sitting down to draw a picture, and embracing the recent life before selling the picture.

Song lectures that Qi Huan is very good, so she is not allowed to play in this kind of place, but how could Qi Yue listen to him, Qi Huan is Qi Huan, and she is Qi Yue, Qi Yue who has a rebellious mind since she was a child.

"Too many things have happened in the past six months." Yu Xi's voice was old and sophisticated.

Qi Yue thought for a while, then frowned slightly: "How to put it, there is no such thing. It's just that things that should have been under control suddenly became out of control, and many unexpected things happened."

Qi Yue summed up the intertwining between herself and Song Yan as "unexpected", who can say that it is not correct.

There are indeed many, many things that they all did not expect.

Yuxi poured whiskey vigorously with the posture of not getting drunk and not returning home, while Qi Yue looked at her from the side, this scene was somewhat similar.

They used to be enthusiastic and unrestrained, they never flattered or groveled in the face of love, and they never bowed down because of love. Love is love, and if you don't love, you don't love. Even if you fall into the abyss, you still stick to your heart .

On countless nights, they met in this place, two glasses of wine, a few songs, all the unsatisfactory encounters during that period were swallowed into the stomach with the wine, and then drifted away with the singing.

The carefree days will be over, and what greets them is the humble and cautious adults.

However, after a cycle has passed, they return to the same scene again, doing the same things as many years ago, they are already in a different state of mind, chic and open-minded dissipate with the wind, followed by secrets and heaviness.

Yu Xi looked up at the wine in the wine cabinet behind the bartending brother, looked confused for a while, and said, "Everyone was unexpected, but I was just like a joke."

Qi Yue groaned and said nothing, if she told a joke, it was her who was right.

From the corner of her eye, Yuxi caught a glimpse of the ring on her left hand holding the goblet, and only looked at it for a while, without asking a single word.

She didn't understand why Qi Yue chose Song Yan in the end, and she didn't want to ask too clearly, because she knew that liking is liking, love is love, why are there so many.

When others are already in love with the goal of getting married, she still wants to find someone who is willing to fall in love with her.

When I liked Fu Jing wholeheartedly, I never thought that he just wanted to marry someone in person.

Now when she set her sights on Pei Jingxuan again, she never thought that Pei Jingxuan has a heart that can't be covered.

She no longer considers whether she likes it or not, she only talks about suitability and inappropriateness.

After singing a whole English song, the resident stepped off the stage with his guitar in his arms. The passionate guitar sound was replaced by a more electronic bass sound, and the whole bar became restless with this sound.

The blood in Qi Yue's heart also seemed to boil with the restless music, and the hot feeling climbed from her heart to her cheeks.

After the colorful lights gathered and scattered on the stage several times, a person stood on the stage. The silhouette under the light took off the microphone, pressed the microphone to his lips, and a B-box came. Compared with the charming and explicit English cover song just now, this Section B-box can be said to make blood flow.

Someone was cheering, and they shouted an English name at the same time, which seemed to be the lead singer's name.

When the lights came together again, Qi Yue was surprised to find that the person singing on the stage was Zhang Zhanqing, an artist signed by their company.

(End of this chapter)