After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

During the four years of college, Song Muran's achievements were more than what could be seen in school.

Here Song Muran put the business cards of the previous bosses into his pocket, and followed Yang Jingyi to the booths in the corner of the venue.

This is the place designated by Charles in advance, and it happens to be separated from the places next to it by gauze partitions.

There is a long sofa in the middle and a small independent sofa next to it, both made of velvet.

It goes very well with the European retro style of the entire venue.

Yang Jingyi and Song Muran sat on the couch together.

She sat down gracefully and sent a message to Charles, indicating that they had arrived at the agreed upon place.

While waiting, Yang Jingyi looked at Song Muran and asked:

"What kind of companies just now want to cooperate with us?"

Although I expected that there would be companies wanting to know her, I didn't expect there would be so many.

After all, in the Chinese market, their reputation has not been created by legends from generation to generation.

The market is also relatively small, and it is only a niche luxury brand in Paris and Europe.

The domestic popularity is limited to celebrity customers or socialites who pay close attention to trendy brands and the fashion industry.

Yang Jingyi also knows that they have not yet opened up the mass market.

However, so many medium-sized enterprises have extended an olive branch, so it is not impossible to accept it.

At this time, Song Muran took out the business cards from his pocket. There were five companies in total.

"Dessert house pastry chain brand, Weijihao a restaurant chain brand, Future Auto, Shanju a homestay brand, and this Hundred Days is also like a souvenir chain brand."

Song Muran carefully sorted out her business card, and Yang Jingyi nodded and listened carefully.

Then he analyzed it carefully:

"Maybe the restaurant owner's style doesn't fit well with ours. Otherwise, it's not impossible to do some co-branding in the future. Anyway, let's keep it for now."

He nodded and said, "Okay."

After Yang Jingyi finished speaking, she took a sip of the champagne in her hand. She didn't originally intend to drink it, but there seemed to be no other water on the table.

Her expressions and eyes were quickly caught by Song Muran's seriousness.

Song Muran first raised his head to confirm the direction of the water bar, then stood up, walked out of the booth, went down two steps, and quickly walked to the waiter's side.

Yang Jingyi on the side tilted her head in confusion to see what Song Muran was doing.

He lowered his head and said something to the waiter who was a head shorter than him, and then walked towards the booth.

Yang Jingyi kept staring at him until he sat down, and she asked curiously:

"What did you go to do?"

Song Muran looked at her with gentle eyes, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said:

"Ask the waiter to bring you some soda."

"Just don't drink the wine."

As he spoke, he moved the champagne in front of her to his own.

When he finished saying this, Yang Jingyi's heart was originally like a calm pool, but suddenly a drop of water dropped and ripples appeared in her heart.

She was secretly happy in her heart, and a cautious emotion rose in her heart.

How could he be so nice to me?

"You won't get drunk with this amount of wine. Besides, aren't you sober?"

After Yang Jingyi finished speaking with a smile, she caught Song Mulan's eyes. At this time, a piece of music with a strong ambiguous atmosphere happened to be played on the field, and the European female singer on the stage also happened to sing.

At this time, he looked deeply at her, wanting to capture her extremely tender look in his eyes.

At this moment, she could gradually hear her heartbeat, and at the same time, he slowly approached, and their legs slowly came together. Yang Jingyi just looked at him blankly, and Song Muran murmured in a low voice:

"Don't drink outside, especially in front of sober men, okay?"

No one had ever said this to her. Her European friends at the celebration banquet were all cowards, and no one could drink from her.

In fact, Yang Jingyi has developed her drinking capacity over the years.

But it was the first time that someone cared about her today, but the second half of her sentence still made Yang Jingyi a little fanciful.

A sober man? Could it be that he was talking about himself?

If I get drunk, what can this kid do? Besides, I might not be drunk even if he is drunk.

There has never been a sober man in front of Alice's drinking table, only sober me!

But she was still secretly happy because she felt the feeling of being protected, the long-lost feeling of being a child.

Alice's eyes dimmed a little when she thought of this, but she still nodded obediently to Song Muran.

At this moment, Charles also arrived at the scene and saw the two of them sitting together not far away.

It was also when he was about to test his acting skills that he appeared mentally prepared.

I saw Charles walking forward with a smile and saying hello to Alice Yang.

"Hi! Alice, long time no see. You are even more charming than when you were in Paris!"

Charles spoke in Chinese with an accent.

At this time, Yang Jingyi stood up and greeted Charles:

"Hi, Charles, thank you for the compliment. Compared to the last time I saw you, why are you a little thinner?"

She motioned for Charles to sit down. After the two exchanged pleasantries, Yang Jingyi took the initiative to introduce:

"Charles, this is my assistant and bodyguard Song Muran."

After finishing speaking, he put his hand over his mouth and pretended to whisper:

"Actually, he is the child of an aunt I know, and he can be considered my brother."

Song Muran still felt a little helpless when he heard this, wondering when he would cease to be his younger brother.

But he greeted Charles with a natural expression.

"Hello."

He extended his hand, and Charles extended his, and the two shook hands as if they were meeting for the first time.

"Ou, hello! Mr. Song."

Here Yang Jingyi started to get into the topic without any hesitation:

"Charles, Mu Ran is not an outsider. I just wanted to ask you directly. You said that the mysterious account number that sent me money before was from China."

"I know this is a matter of professional ethics for you, but for me, I will definitely not tell others what you told me about things that may affect the trajectory of my life. You believe me."

"Besides, our company now has many new employees. I think we can apply for salary cards from international banks for them when the time comes. Can we do this kind of business, right?"

Yang Jingyi was absolutely confident that she could convince Charles.

Therefore, she did not directly tell Charles on the phone about the salary card business.

It was just to inform Yang Jingyi on the spot and have full confidence in the face-to-face reaction.

Sure enough, when Charles heard about it, this business was really big!

However, the business in Huaxia District is not within his management scope, but it can also bring benefits to the bank.

Song Muran looked at Charles from the side, and Charles glanced at him and Yang Jingyi.

Suddenly, Charles burst into laughter.