Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 522 Egg Fried Rice

On the third day after Song Ran returned from Shanghai, the second young master of the Shan family came directly to Kyoto in the name of market expansion.

Mr. Song called right after, and told her to put down the work at hand and concentrate on the reception.Song Ran on the phone responded casually, and after hanging up the call, continued to be busy with the matter in front of her.

The assistant standing on the side received all the call information that was released just now. At this time, he looked embarrassed, opened the schedule in his hand, and asked: "There are two meetings in the afternoon, do you need to notify me to change to another time slot? "

"No need." The woman who was immersed in reviewing the documents didn't raise her head when she heard the words, and she answered very crisply, without seeming to be entangled in the slightest.

Seeing this, the assistant closed her record sheet again, and asked carefully: "Where is Mr. Song?"

The smooth pen movement finally paused. After Song Ran finished writing the last line, she closed the pen, then looked up, and said lightly, "Go for me."

After that, he didn't explain too much. After closing the document in front of him, he turned the topic back to work, "Call the chief financial officer in, I have something to ask him."

Being Song Ran's assistant always has to bear some extra pressure. For example, at this moment, although she has a lot of doubts in her heart, asking some questions will only cause impatience, so she can only bear it all. He retreated silently out of the office.

About an hour later, the assistant came to pick up the plane outside the airport according to Song Lao's instructions on the phone.

Not seeing Song Ran, Shan Rao seemed a little disappointed, but after a chuckle, he nodded understandingly, "Like her temperament."

She is Miss Song, so naturally she won't be restrained easily by anyone.

While the little follower behind him was still chattering, he had already stepped into the car with his long legs, and with one hand on the door, he stared coldly at the one in front of him who was still on his hips and complained, saying that Ms. Song was too embarrassing guy.

"I'll give you two seconds. If we don't get on the bus, we'll leave first. You can buy the ticket and go back."

After finishing the words, Yan Hao shut up, obediently walked around to the other side of the car door and got in.

The assistant kicked the accelerator and drove the car towards the main road. At the same time, he observed the two people from the rearview mirror. After making a basic judgment, he made a mockery of the little follower who had a bad attitude just now.

"Our Ms. Song is not a young lady who stays at home for beauty treatment and shopping. Her work is constantly changing. If anyone comes over and greets them in person, doesn't that mean she doesn't need to sleep and rest?"

Sure enough, the little follower faltered a few times and was about to retort, but the man next to him glanced at him and said lightly, "Sit down for me."

The division of positions is already very clear. Knowing that going on like this will inevitably lead to being kicked out of the car, Yan Hao silently shut his mouth, turned his face out of the window, and criticized in a low voice: "I haven't seen this person yet, Hun'er will be kicked out first." Hooked off."

Naturally, the volume was so well controlled that he couldn't hear himself over the sound of the engine.

Successfully sanctioned the little follower, the assistant smiled secretly, and took him all the way to a certain hotel restaurant according to the plan before coming.The private rooms are pre-booked, and the dishes, except for the two signature features, are all waiting for the owner to order when he arrives.

Shan Rao sat on the dining chair in the hotel, flipping through the menu in his hands carelessly with his clean and slender knuckles, and asked, "Miss Song will come over later, right?"

"No." The assistant stood aside with a clear voice.

This time the man finally couldn't help frowning, "She has to eat, right?"

"I'm not here. Our Miss Song is busy preparing for the meeting in the afternoon, and the lunch will be settled at the company." After a pause, she explained, "She often does this."

The words hooked Shan Rao and he couldn't help thinking of some past events, so he closed the menu in his hand with a chuckle, threw it on the table in front of him, and then greeted the waiter who was waiting next to him, "Is there any fried rice? Serve us three .”

"Fried rice?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, looked left and right, saw that the two people standing next to him looked surprised, and asked in embarrassment, "What about the main course?"

"No need, don't order the ones you ordered before, just give us three servings of fried rice with eggs." He raised his hand, and his tone didn't seem to be negotiable.

Although the waiter was still doubtful, she knew that the box was reserved by Miss Song's family. Before she came, the manager of the restaurant also told her to be considerate, so she could only accept it and then leave.

After the door in front of him was closed, the suspicious assistant said, "Mr. Shan, you can order whatever you want."

Shan Rao didn't pick up the topic, but raised his head and asked interestingly: "What do you Ms. Song usually eat for work meals? Do you eat fried rice with eggs?"

The corner of his mouth was pursed into a smile, as if he was looking forward to the answer.

The assistant frowned and thought for a while, and then nodded, "Occasionally, yes."

Song Ran doesn't pick and choose. She never asks her assistants to prepare meals for work alone. She just eats the same meals as her colleagues in the company, so there are indeed fried rice with eggs sometimes.

But she didn't understand what the man meant by asking this question.

As luck would have it, at this moment Song Ran came back from the reference room, holding in her hand the lunch box given by the colleague who ordered the food when she just passed by the general affairs department.

When I got back to the office and sat down, I opened the lunch box and saw a bowl full of fried rice with eggs.

She seemed to be used to it, and started eating without saying a word.

After lunch, there was still a short rest time. At this time, the assistant sent a message, saying that he had taken the young master of the Shan family to familiarize himself with the landscape of Kyoto. How many times do you have time."

Song Ran frowned, and said two words lightly, "Push it off."

Putting down her phone, she leaned back on the office chair, and just as she closed her eyes, a sense of sleepiness swept over her.She was physically and mentally exhausted, how could she have the energy to deal with the second young master of the Shan family who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Her assistant didn't return to the company until around seven o'clock in the evening. At that time, Song Ran had just finished the meeting. After the crowd dispersed, she pinched her browbones a little tiredly, and when she was about to get up again, she saw that figure in a hurry He broke in and took away the stack of documents in front of her.

When the two went all the way to the office, the assistant was still reporting the highlights of the afternoon's itinerary. Song Ran didn't care to listen, and when he was about to reach the elevator, he took the stack of documents over again, and said: "There is nothing else. You can go back first, pick up Mr. Shan tomorrow morning and continue to visit the garden, instead of coming to the company to report."

After she finished speaking, she raised the hand holding the water glass and pointed in the direction of the elevator door, "Let's go."

After that, he made a gesture to continue to the office, but the assistant hesitated, but did not leave, but followed him and asked, "What about you, are you ready to leave work?"

Hearing this, Song Ran looked up at the time displayed on the wall clock on the wall, "I'll be busy for a while, what's the matter?"

After finishing speaking, she frowned slightly and noticed the abnormality of the person in front of her, so she adjusted her standing posture and turned her body to face her, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The assistant hesitated, his face turned ugly, and he stretched out his hand and pointed down, wondering: "The young master of the Shan family asked his assistant to rent a car, and he is waiting for you downstairs now, saying that he will wait until you get off work. It doesn't matter what I say."

As he said that, he was afraid to look Song Ran directly in the eyes.

But she was also helpless. After all, the other party's identity was there, and it was obviously unrealistic to ask security to drive him away.

When Song Ran heard this, she frowned slightly, then turned her body towards the office, and responded in a neutral manner before walking away: "I see, you don't need to worry about this matter, go back first. "

If you are willing to wait, just wait, it is not her time that is lost.

(End of this chapter)