Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

There was a moment's silence on the other end of the phone. Song Wanjun sighed slowly and said, "my student will follow me to appear on various occasions. I always have to let her show her hand first so that she can be persuasive. You know, I don't accept students for many years. Even if I look at your face and give her the back door, There's a reason to let the back door go, or she won't be able to stand up in the future. "

After such a long talk, her tone became higher and higher. She seemed to have something to say, but she suddenly stopped. After a few seconds, she continued, "besides, what face do you have that I value so much? Don't forget our previous agreement. Everything I do is for my daughter."

Mu Yunshen was silent for a moment, and finally he restrained his tense tone. "I'll wait to smile."

With that, he hung up the phone, turned slightly impatiently and walked down the steps. Stella's headquarters building stood out in the dark behind him.

Tang Xiao walks in and faces a young woman with standard European looks, long golden hair, and a pair of blue eyes, which are particularly eye-catching, just like the clear sea.

She came over, but she spoke fluent Chinese. She said to Tang with a smile, "Miss Tang, this way, please. The chairman has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Wanjun was still dressed in her morning dress and lipstick with bright colors. Her face was small and white. From a distance, she felt like a girl.

Tang Xiao walked over and said hello to song Wanjun. He was still thinking about Mu Yunshen outside the door, so he quickly said, "teacher, mu Yunshen was stopped when he just entered the door, and he is still outside now. Can you..."

"I had no intention of inviting him." Song Wanjun shook her head before she spoke, "honey, I know what you want to say, but it's useless and inappropriate for him to come here on such an occasion."

Seeing that Tang Xiao was still puzzled, song Wanjun gently waved her hand. The young woman with long legs bowed respectfully just now, and then she stepped back with interest.

"Shen is a businessman. Although we knew each other before, it's a private friendship. It can't be confused with business affairs. You're not the same. You're my student. You'll follow me in all kinds of occasions in the future. You two have different positions. Have I made it clear?"

Tang Xiao was a little embarrassed. "But before he came here, he specially cleaned up for a long time, and finally made a satisfied appearance. Now he can't even enter the meeting hall. He can only wait outside. I'm a little worried about this big night..."

Song Wanjun couldn't help laughing, "Shen is a man. You don't have to worry about him so much. And he's a smart man, and he won't let himself suffer any losses. "

Tang Xiao shook his head slightly and scratched his nose awkwardly. "To the teacher, he may be just an ordinary man, but to me, he is my husband, the most important person to me, and the father of my son. I will worry about him. It's inevitable."

Song Wanjun was stunned for a moment.

——She's my wife. She's my son's mother.

Almost as like as two peas, she heard the second time, and last time she came from Mu Yun's mouth. She still remembered his gentle and firm face when he said this.

Song Wanjun's heart trembled slightly. His face didn't change much, but his tone was milder than just now. "Then I'll arrange for him to go to the nearby coffee shop to have a rest. I'll accompany you to find him later. Is that ok?"

Tang Xiao was a little surprised at her unprecedented patience and gentleness. She nodded in awe. "Thank you, teacher."

Song Wanjun waved that he didn't care. He turned around and made a phone call. Then he walked inside with Tang Xiao in his arm. "Before the exhibition starts, you come first. I'll show you the design."

Mu Yunshen found a window seat in the coffee shop under Stella headquarters building. The warm yellow light came down from the top of his head and covered him. His eyebrows cast a thick and light shadow on his eyelids, which made his originally deep facial features more three-dimensional.

He gazed out of the window like a beautiful sculpture wrapped in a high-grade cashmere suit.

A waitress came up to him and whispered in his ear in a typical London accent, "would you like a hot one, sir?"

After hearing the sound, Mu Yun regained his mind. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the coffee cup in front of him. Then he noticed that the black coffee he had just ordered was cold, just like a cup of bitter and cold Chinese medicine.

He glanced at his watch and was surprised to find that it was only nearly an hour since Tang Xiao came in.

He has always been very determined, but he felt that the hour just now was as long as a whole century. It seems that he is really in trouble when he has concerns. The armor that used to be invulnerable has become a weakness that others can expose at will.

He gave a wry smile, nodded to the waitress and said, "give me another drink, thank you."