President, don't tease me

The familiar female voice said with playfulness.

"Don't you come back two months later? Why is it ahead of time." Beiming Han was a little surprised.

"I miss you so much. There's nothing to do there. I'll come back first. If I'm free tomorrow night, I'll call Yiye and Xiangdong out to get together." Luo Ying said to Beiming Han, with a trace of joy in her voice.

"They must come out to play. Do they know you're back?" Beiming replied.

"Elder brother, do you think everyone is as busy as you and so fickle?"

"Yes, yes, I don't even remember the day Luo Ying came back. I haven't seen your people these days. I really don't know what you've been busy lately."

At the other end of the phone, two different male voices complained back and forth.

As soon as he heard the voice, Beiming Han knew that it was song Yiye and Qin Xiangdong.

"I've had a lot of things for a while, but I may not be able to do it tomorrow night. The night after tomorrow."

"The young master of Beiming is really busy. Then go to the newly opened waiting. I'll send you the address later, but it's your treat." Song Yiye didn't forget to mend his knife.

"OK, OK, these are all small things." Bei Minghan has reflected song Yiye's reasonable and unforgiving attitude in his mind.

"Well, that's settled. I'll see you then." Luo Ying glanced song Yiye aside and said.

"However, I'll take someone with me." Bei Minghan left a sentence before hanging up the phone.

Take someone? Luo Ying's smile condenses on her face. Is she a woman? A bad feeling enveloped Luo Ying's heart.

"Yiye, what is Han doing recently? Is he having a new lover?" Luo Ying asked pretending not to care.

"He hasn't shown up recently. Who knows what he's busy with." Song Yiye said frankly.

It seems that tomorrow's little party is a little interesting. I'll see what it is. Luo Ying's face was dark and she was thinking.

Tan Xiangdong never said anything, but Luo Ying's frowns and smiles were all in her eyes, and she didn't miss any details.

It seems that Luo Ying still remembers Beiming cold. The flames gradually lit in Qin Xiangdong's heart were extinguished and turned into bits and pieces of red ashes.

For a long time, he only said, "let's go quickly. It's very late."

Then he picked up his luggage, walked quickly to the front of the car, opened the trunk and stuffed the huge luggage in.

Song Yiye just wanted to help, but Qin Xiangdong finished this series of actions at one go and didn't do anything again.

After Qin Xiangdong sent Luo Ying and song Yiye home respectively, he also went home.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Qin Xiangdong didn't worry about going home. Instead, he turned on the radio and randomly adjusted a channel without paying attention to the content.

Took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, skillfully opened Zippo, and smoked silently.

——

On Friday evening, Tang Guo sorted out the work content of the week, stretched himself, prepared to go home and start his not easy weekend.

"Are you ready? I'll take you to have dinner with my friend." Beiming Han's voice suddenly appeared behind Tang Guo. He didn't know whether he had just come or watched for a long time, which surprised Tang Guo.

"OK, I'll change my clothes first." Tang Guo is always used to preparing a comfortable suit in the office.

When changing clothes in the bathroom, Tang Guo thought, Beiming Han's friend? I never heard him mention it. I always thought he was such a cold workaholic and didn't need friends.

"They are all very easy to get along with. You don't have to be formal then." Beiming Han said to Tang Guo on the way.

"Well, I'm still curious about what your friends will be like." Tang Guo said with a smile.

"I'll know at that time." beiminghan didn't say it directly. Selling the pass, Tang Guo also fully divergent his imagination and imagination.

"President, here we are." thunder interrupted Tang Guo's thoughts.

After Tang Guo got off the bus, he saw a beautifully decorated hotel, but it was not the European style of rotten street, but different and full of exotic customs.

The entrance of the hotel is not big, only for three or two people to pass side by side, but there is a waiter with different dress styles to greet the guests at the door.

"Do you have an appointment, sir?" the waiter asked politely.

"Song Yiye." beiminghan reported song Yiye's name to him.

"Please come this way, sir and madam." hearing song Yiye's name, the waiter quickly led Beiming Han and Tang Guo in for fear of neglect. "Mr. Song has been waiting inside for a long time."

Tang Guo pushed Beiming Han into the room and found that the layout inside was different. Compared with the outside door, it was two worlds.

After entering the door, the inside is much wider, and there is a stream winding along the road from the door.

Many of the branches diverged, and Tang Guo and his team took a wider one.

The waiter stopped in front of a door, gestured to the north and left.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a magnetic voice complaining: "why doesn't Beiming cold come? He's getting more and more skinny recently."

Before he finished, Qin Xiangdong saw Beiming Han at the door and smiled. Song Yiye, who turned his back to the door, didn't notice and kept complaining.

"Yiye, it seems that you have a great opinion on me recently?" said Beiming Han, patting song Yiye on the shoulder.

Frightened, song Yiye turned around and pretended to fight with Beiming Han.

"Why don't you have a voice? It's like a soul. Can you be normal?"

Tang Guo saw this scene in his eyes. Unexpectedly, when Beiming Han was so childish, "pooch" smiled.

Song Yiye noticed Tang Guo behind Beiming Han and looked at Tang Guo with a meaningful face.

"Is this the person you said you would bring? Cold, you finally enlightened?"

Tang Guo didn't know how to face song Yiye's eyes, so he had to don't open his face.

"Guo Guo, don't mind. He's joking. Let me introduce you to my two best brothers." Bei Minghan pointed to the next song Yiye and Qin Xiangdong.

"This is song Yiye. He's a doctor. He seems to be a ghost in the medical world. It seems very powerful."

"What do you mean by the words" seemingly "and" seemingly "? If you don't use the words properly, there should be no doubt!"

Song Yiye argued, but he also greeted Tang Guo very gentlemanly. "Hello, lovely lady."

"This is Qin Xiangdong, a master in it."

"Hello," Qin Xiangdong said simply.

Beiming Han turned to Tang Guo and held her hand. "This is Tang Guo, my wife."

As soon as Beiming's cold words fell, the whole private room suddenly became quiet.

At this time, another man pushed the door open.