Callous president spoils me too much

Song Xi sent the white porcelain bowl to Yuanbao and said, "go and eat it."

Yuanbao took it and said, "thank you, Miss Song."

George Sheng seems to be able to watch people's hearts, and he knows that Song Xi is not going out, so he raises his voice a little and says, "come out to eat."

Song Xi's heart was blocked. She didn't have to face George Sheng. She didn't have to eat. Now she has to come to the dining room with a bowl. For the long table in the dining room, George Sheng sits on one side of the table. Yuanbao pulls out his chair and sits opposite George Sheng. Song Xi goes to the end of the table and chooses the farthest position from George Sheng.

George Sheng doesn't want to talk to her either. He lowers his head and eats with a spoon. Song Xi looks at his nose, nose and mouth. He thinks that George Sheng and Yuanbao are very good at eating. Of course, she doesn't look with her eyes, but listens with her ears. In the quiet dining room, there is only the sound of the occasional touch of the porcelain spoon and bowl, and no one makes the sound of eating.

On the way, Yuanbao answers a phone call. Song Xi hears him say, "eighty years old Maotai, one day less is not enough. Now you tell me it's only fifty years old?"

"Don't tell me all this nonsense. The plane is at six o'clock. I can't get the wine before five thirty. You can do it by yourself."

After that, Yuanbao hung up. Although he spoke coldly to the people on the phone, when he looked up at Georges Sheng, his voice was calm and more awed. "Brother Sheng, I'm afraid that things are not reliable over there. I'll go back to Siheyuan first and find two bottles of other wine to top it."

George Sheng was in no hurry. He seemed to think that the soup in the bowl was good. He took another spoonful of it, and then calmly said, "there should be two bottles of aged Maotai at home, which is less than 80 years old. Go and get it."

Yuanbao immediately gets up. Song Xi looks to Georges Sheng and asks, "do you want to send Cheng Deqing off?"

George Sheng let out a "Hmmm" and Yuanbao pushed the chair back under the table. He was ready to leave.

Song Xi said, "wait a minute."

Yuanbao stops to look at her, but Song Xi looks at George Sheng and says, "don't give me any wine. Cheng Deqing's heart is not good these two years. For people with heart disease, we generally don't recommend drinking."

Still reluctant to put down the porcelain spoon, Georges Sheng held it in his hand. He looked at Song Xi at the end of the table and said in a voice, "what do you suggest?"

Song Xi said: "Biluochun bar, elderly people, drinking tea is better than drinking."

Even without any doubt, Georges Sheng said directly to Yuanbao, "go home and tell my mother to take Biluochun. She knows which box to take."

Yuanbao nodded and left.

There were only two of them left in the dining room. Song Xi lowered his head to eat in silence, but he couldn't help wondering, does Georges Sheng believe her?

"You can cook. Why do you go to my house and pretend you can't do anything?"

George Sheng suddenly opens his mouth while eating. When Song Xi is with him, she will stretch a string in her heart and instinctively stand on guard. When she hears his voice, her first reaction is that she is flustered, just nervous, not afraid.

Slow half shot, she said aloud: "pimple soup is just, I can only do this." Is Jiang Jiayi going to have a pimple soup when she is performing sweet and sour fish and all kinds of difficult dishes? Is it a dish or a meal?

But Georgeson said, "well done, much better than what you did last night."

Song Xi couldn't tell whether he should be happy or grateful. He was still a few seconds late and said in a soft voice, "if it's delicious, eat more."

After this sentence, there was a period of silence. Song Xi mechanically sent the pimple soup to his mouth, trying not to recall the taste, just to fill his stomach.

George Sheng, a few meters away on the left, said, "do you know the Qi family and the LAN family?"

Song Xi looked at George Sheng and asked, "who is it?"

"Qi Cheng, Lan Yu Zhou."

Song Xi said: "Qi Cheng is not the current CEO of Qi family. I've heard of him, but I haven't seen him. I saw LAN Yuzhou a few years ago. What's the matter?"

George Sheng didn't look at Song Xi and stirred the soup in the bowl. His thin lips opened and closed, and his voice was deep and sweet. He said, "this time I'm going to see Cheng Deqing in Youzhou, they have a share."

Song Xi's face didn't change. Her eyes moved a little, and she immediately understood the taste.

Georges Sheng went to see Cheng Deqing. It must be more than a visit. Most likely, he had something to ask for. But now there are more Qi Cheng and LAN Yuzhou. It seems that the three families are going to compete.

Qi is a pure businessman, whose various industries are all over the country, and no one knows in the night city.

The LAN family has military background. Although LAN Yuzhou is a businessman, his grandfather is the founder of the country. All his uncles and elders also hold important positions in the military regions, and their strength can be seen.

When we get to Georgeson, the night city is even more well-known. It's a two-way street.

These three kinds of background people get together, just enough to start the theater behind the overpass. Song Xi wants to laugh for three days and three nights, but of course she can't help it.

Serious expression, she said aloud: "Qi and LAN families are not ordinary families, you want to be in the situation, you need to work hard."

George said, "yes, so I need your help."

Song Xi thought of what Georges Sheng had said to her last night, and she said aloud, "when I was very young, my father took me to meet Cheng Deqing, but I didn't have a deep impression. Now that my father is in it, I don't know if he will give my father such face."

"It depends on how much friendship your father has with Cheng Deqing, and how you communicate with Cheng Deqing," he said

Song Xi understands that trading is a matter of mutual benefit. Georges Sheng provides an opportunity for her to meet Cheng Deqing herself. But what she has to do is not only to ask song Yuanqing, but also to help Georges Sheng get what he wants.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Song Xi said softly.

George Sheng said: "you don't need to know the details. You are the one I brought. As long as Cheng Deqing gives you face, it will naturally bring me benefits."

When Song Xi heard the speech, he felt some pressure.

Before, she personally promised Georges that they could be partners. Now she has been supporting troops for several decades, and she has to use it. If her knife doesn't work well, maybe Georges will abandon her when she comes back, what can her old song do in it?

This is a series of things. It's not up to her.

Song Xi has a particularly obvious feeling that she and Georges Sheng are in the same boat now. We can't say that they are both in the same boat, because they are only in the same boat, but the person at the helm is not her. To put it bluntly, she is just a convenient tool for him. It's easy to use, keep, not easy to use, and will be lost at any time.

George Sheng has many choices, but Song Xi has only one. It's good for him to do things for him.