Love for a limited time

Chapter 210 The President of Weiteng Is Actually Him
"Let me go and try it out first. Have you found out clearly, is that man in the black suit Manager Wu?" I asked Zhao Wen.

"Well, yes, I'm sure!"

"Well, I'll go over to say hello first, otherwise, our trip would be wasted!"

"Be careful!"

Holding a glass of wine, he went over: "Hello, Manager Wu, I'm from Yuyue Studio in City A!"

"you are?"

"I'm Yu Yue's Liu Xia!"

"Didn't I tell you, I want to talk to your manager!" Manager Wu's attitude was not very good, obviously he didn't want to talk to me.

"I'm the manager. I came to your company's anniversary celebration because I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Heh, it's not the first time our company and your studio have cooperated, let Yueyan come and talk to me!" Manager Wu obviously didn't believe my words.

"Manager Wu, I'm sorry, sister Yueyan had a car accident some time ago, and I'm in charge of the studio now!"

"Car accident? Why didn't I know!" Manager Wu frowned. I think he and Sister Yueyan should be familiar, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Sister Yueyan to discuss this case.

"It's been more than a month, sister Yueyan has lost her memory now!"

"Amnesia?" Manager Wu's expression changed obviously. I was even more sure that he was a friend of Sister Yueyan. ?”

Manager Wu smiled and introduced, "This is Yu Yue's Liu Xia, Manager Liu!"

"Miss Liu is really beautiful."

"Thank you." I nodded with a smile, looked at the wine glass handed over by the visitor, frowned slightly, but still stretched out my hand to take the wine glass.

I don't like drinking. The person in front of me should also be a member of the company. Maybe he will be a future partner. I can't easily offend him. I can only drink.

Manager Wu introduced me to a lot of people and toasted them one by one. After all this, I drank a lot.

I really couldn't hold it any longer, and wanted to escape, but who would have thought that just after taking two steps, someone raised a wine glass and greeted me again.

"Miss Liu!" I looked up, and it was the first person introduced to me by Manager Wu, who seemed to be Qin!

"I heard that you may be responsible for the case at the branch office. It seems that we may work together!"

"Yes, Director Qin will take care of you when the time comes!"

"Where is there! Come on, wish us a happy cooperation in advance!" He took the initiative to raise his glass, I was helpless, although Zhao Wen was anxious on the side, but there was nothing I could do.

However, before my hand touched the wine glass, someone took the wine glass away one step faster than me.

I subconsciously turned my head to the side, and saw Song Junxi in all clothes and leather shoes. He was wearing a smoky gray suit, raised his glass lightly, and said to Manager Qin who was toasting me: "Manager Liu is not a good drinker. So I will drink this glass of wine for her."

Immediately, it was ready to drink.

Although the man didn't know Song Junxi, seeing him drink so aggressively, he quickly followed suit, "I don't know who this gentleman is?"

Manager Wu came over in a hurry: "Director Qin, this is President Song from Weiteng America. He just returned to China, and he is a distinguished guest invited by our boss!"

"So it's Mr. Song, I've admired him for a long time!"

Zhao Wen and I were a little stunned, not sure what they were talking about.

More and more people came here, and Zhao Wen and I were gradually squeezed out of the circle.

What Weiteng, is Song Junxi's company in the United States called Weiteng?
Zhao Wen touched my arm: "Sister Xia Xia, you know the boss of Wei Teng!"

Zhao Wen saw that I was confused, and began to gossip. Weiteng is a myth in the IT world second only to Bill Gates, and you have never heard of it.

I heard that Mr. Song started his own business when he was in college. His first pot of gold, the software that surprised everyone, was called Xia Ge, and there are still many systems in use.

Then he took the money to open his own studio, which is the predecessor of Weiteng Company, Weiteng Studio. After the Internet storm, many Internet companies closed down one after another. A venture capital company injected capital, which seems to be called Global Tiger, and it was listed on NASDAQ in the United States two years later.

It is said that he is a rival that even Microsoft is afraid of. For some reason, he returned to China some time ago. However, his actions are absolutely wise. The current Chinese market is a big piece of fat?
Zhao Wen babbled on non-stop, and my mind was rumbling, Wei Teng, Mr. Song?
I thought I had worked hard for ten years, and I knew I wasn't good enough for him, but I always thought the distance between us had shrunk, but unexpectedly, it was getting bigger and bigger.

How ridiculous I am!

My face turned pale, no wonder Yao Ruolan hated me so much, that's why.

"Sister Xia Xia, what's the matter with you, are you feeling unwell?"

I shook my head: "No, I'm fine, maybe I drank a little too much!"

"Do you know that Song Junxi? I ​​heard that he is also from City A!"

I really didn't want to say anything, I was about to shake my head, but he walked over the crowd, grabbed my waist, and walked towards the sofa seat in the corner.

Originally, I was very moved to see him here, and I even guessed passionately whether it was really like what was shown on TV. He knew I was coming to Shanghai, so he chased me.

When he helped me drink that glass of wine, the surprise and warmth in my heart was indescribable, but when Zhao Wen mentioned him, I felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on me, extinguishing all my fantasies.

Turning my head, seeing his usual indifferent face, I couldn't help but think of what Yao Ruolan said to me.

I couldn't help biting my lips, my heart seemed to have been thrown into an ice cellar, and subconsciously moved my body slightly, trying to avoid his hand, lowered my head and said in a flat voice: "Let go."

Song Junxi naturally felt my resistance, lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the dimness in his eyes, and did not speak.

But he didn't let go. There are so many people here, if I struggle to attract others' attention, I can only follow his footsteps.

Zhao Wen was dumbfounded a long time ago, standing there motionless.

Song Junxi led me to the sofa in the corner, motioned for me to sit down, but he turned sideways, greeted a waiter, whispered a few words in his ear, the waiter nodded, and left.

After a while, he brought a porcelain pot and put it on the table: "Sir, the tea you want."

He just sat down next to me, as if he didn't care about my abnormalities at all, and nodded his thanks to the waiter with a calm but polite expression. Then he picked up the porcelain pot, poured a cup of hot tea, and put it on the In front of me: "If you don't want to drink, don't drink, you haven't completely recovered from your cold, how can you drink so much!"

(End of this chapter)