Fortunately, I have become accustomed to this person's tough style, and Li Zhi is already very capable of resisting the attack. Even if this matter is finalized, one will go to Guizhou and the other will not care about it, and everyone will be happy.

When he went back to the bedroom to organize his suitcase, Li Zhi was distracted.

His grandfather decided to meet last year, and the Song family was a wolf's nest. Song Yancheng was carrying the little white rabbit character in his early years, and had long been turned around. Now it is quite improved. The group's annual meeting is such an excellent occasion, and it feels like a waste if he doesn't do anything slap in the face.

The filming was at 4 o'clock the day after tomorrow, and Mao Feiyu booked a plane ticket tomorrow afternoon.

Once the emotional scale is increased and imbalanced, the answer will naturally come to an answer.

In the self-fighting of fried fire, Li Zhi suddenly found a wonderful excuse for the truth of nature. She sent a text message to Mao Feiyu, and she replied almost instantly, and was so angry that she was a scolding:

"What a nerve! If the flight is cancelled at the latest and you can't get to Guizhou, will you let the entire crew wait for you?! Hurry up and tear this bastard idea. If you dare to do something random, wait for me!"

The next day, Song Yancheng went to work as usual. When he left, he asked Li Zhi: "Your agent is here to pick you up?"

Li Zhi shook his head, "He has something to do, I will take a taxi to the airport in the afternoon."

Song Yancheng thought about it, but didn't say anything, and was about to go out.

Li Zhi wanted to speak but stopped, "You..."

He turned his head and looked suspicious.

The words on his lips and teeth were timid again, and Li Zhi only smiled at him, "I wish you a smooth annual meeting."

Song Yancheng nodded slightly and left.

At noon, Mao Feiyu called Li Zhi and asked her to go to the airport early and not to miss it.

Li Zhi got into a taxi at three o'clock. The driver drove fast and probably arrived early. Li Zhi was absent-minded, the scenery outside the window was tasteless, and the screen of the mobile phone was turned off many times.

After another traffic light, it was the airport expressway. After reading the flight information repeatedly, Li Zhi made up his mind and said, "Master, please turn around."

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Song Yancheng was temporarily held back by a meeting. When he was in the hotel last year, he changed his shirt in the office. The driver went to the studio in advance to retrieve the modified suit. Ji Zuo took it straight upstairs. He put it on Song Yancheng in the elevator.

"The old man has arrived at the hotel. Your elder brother is going to pick up the person." Ji Zuo reported, handing over cufflinks and tie.

Song Yancheng was skillful in his movements and raised his chin slightly, "How is the old man in his condition?"

“Not much difference.”

Song Yancheng asked again: "Have you mentioned me?"

"No." Ji Zuo hesitated and said, "But he mentioned Miss Li several times, and the old man really wants to see her."

Song Yancheng paused and was silent.

The driver was waiting at the door early, speeding up the whole journey, and rushed to the hotel at the junction.

Song Yancheng was wearing a vest while getting off the car, and the head of the administrative department had already come up. At this moment, a taxi followed behind him. The security guard stopped him, as if he would not let him in. Ji Zuo glanced over there, unable to believe it, "Mr. Song, Miss Li."

Song Yancheng was stunned for a moment and turned his head.

Li Zhi had already got out of the car and was waving to him.

Ji Zuo reacted quickly and went to pick up the person himself. After coming over for such a distance, Li Zhi kept asking, "I'm not late, aren't I?"

Ji Zuo said gratefully: "It's just right, thank you, Miss Li."

When he arrived in front of Song Yancheng, Li Zhi tilted his head and blinked at him meaningfully.

Song Yancheng frowned, "Aren't you flying to Guizhou?"

"What kind of state is expensive?" Li Zhi said: "It's not as expensive as you."

Song Yancheng ignored her joke and lowered his voice a little, "Don't film anymore? Or is it that big names can make the entire crew wait for you?"

"It's okay," Li Zhi took a step forward and was closer to him. "There is the last flight at 11 o'clock in the evening, I'll change it."

I don’t know how to describe the feeling at this moment, but my heart seemed to be pinched and pulled for half a circle, which was a little itchy.

Just as the words "No need" were about to blurt out, Li Zhi raised the corner of his mouth, smiling playfully and warmly, "We can't let our children be bullied by evil elders."

Song Yancheng warned, "Who is your child?"

Li Zhi apologized immediately, "I'm sorry."

Song Yancheng was speechless. He looked at her and it was really impossible. After a while, he corrected it in a deep voice, "Call Mr. Song."

She took his hand very naturally, and her head tilted a little, almost hitting his shoulder, "Okay, Mr. Song."

The incident happened too suddenly, and Li Zhi didn't have time to change her dress. Fortunately, her usual clothes have always been good, with sheepskin boots and long skirts, and her coat is cashmere torka. When it was almost time to reach the revolving door, she put her hair down and lifted it all on her left shoulder, and her temperament instantly became very "red carpet".

Song Yancheng dragged her a little, "Wait a minute."

Li Zhi turned his head to look at him, "Hmm?"

Song Yancheng lowered his head, took off a platinum ring from his index finger, and put it directly on her thumb. Li Zhi's hand was white and slender, and a little embellished, showing nobility.

Song Yancheng said: "Female stars can be shabby."

Li Zhi was speechless, coming again and again, and he couldn't live without a sharp tongue for a moment, right? This dog man.

Her hand was suddenly clamped between her arms, and Song Yancheng led the person to step and said, "But my girlfriend can't."

At this moment, Li Zhi felt that he was not walking, but soft and glutinous marshmallows.

The European-style Roman gate was opened by the waiter, and the musical lights hit her face. Li Zhi was a little dizzy. Song Yancheng's strength was always there to hold on to her so that she would not stagger. The annual meeting of the Baiming Group is truly rich and powerful.

With Li Zhi, Song Yancheng could show his face in front of the old man with sufficient reason. As he expected, Song Xingdong was extremely happy when he saw Li Zhi. He sat in a wheelchair and greeted him. So what if he was old and sick, the glory was placed here. As long as he had a breath, it would be Song's definite master.

There were guests and friends in the room, and in the shadows of the temples, Li Zhi was loved by the old man. She was humble and polite, neither flattering nor pretending to be a show of power. She was with Song Yancheng on both sides of the old man, one was calm and the other was gentle. Many employees were talking quietly, but the content was unknown, but the eyes when they looked at Song Yancheng, there was a little more understanding.

The annual meeting was held by Song Ruiyao, who was in a true presidential style with a suit and ties.

Speech, summary, and gather together, and thousands of people echoed.

Ribbons, lights, singing and dancing ceremony, and the fragrance and magnificent scenery will be left forever.

Li Zhi was a little confused by the shock and quietly approached Song Yancheng, "Your group's annual meeting...tsk."

Song Yancheng thought she would say it was eye-opening.

Li Zhi: "It's a bit like a large-scale pyramid scheme."

Song Yancheng: "..."

Because the old man named them and asked them to stay by his side, Song Yancheng became the protagonist of the C position after the toast. He and Song Ruiyao pushed the wheelchair together and socialized between directors and senior executives. The old man looked sleepy and foolish, but he kept holding Song Yancheng's hand.

Li Zhi naturally would not follow this occasion. She was on the long dining table, and the cherries in the fruit plate were swept away by her. Mao Feiyu called her countless times, so she simply mute her and put them in her bag and ignored them.

At 9:30, the annual meeting is coming to an end. Song Xingdong pointed at Li Zhi, "Yeah, I want her to come here."

Li Zhi pretended to be well-behaved, and the little woman showed her charming appearance. She snuggled beside Song Yancheng, and said "grandfather" to make the old man laugh. When she left, Song Xingdong suddenly pointed at Song Yancheng, and his expression suddenly changed. His eyes were shining and sharp, as if he had returned to normal.

Everyone held their breath, and even Song Yancheng was out of tune.

After a while, Song Xingdong said: "You must cooperate with him in the group's work."

After one sentence, the Qiqiao Linglong heart of those with different ulterior motives was overthrown. It turned out that the year will be held well. The old year is gone and the new year is coming, and it will become a world again.

Guan Hongyu and Song Ruiyao looked at each other and knew that Song Yancheng was the biggest winner tonight.

Li Zhi was really anxious at this time. The Song family's family members couldn't finish talking for a while. She flew to Guizhou at 11 o'clock, and she could not catch up if she delayed it. At this moment, Ji Zuo approached from behind quietly, "Miss Li, answer the phone."

Li Zhi walked out with him, for no reason, "Phone?"

Ji Zuo speeded up and whispered: "Elders are here, Mr. Song can't get out of here, so he sent me a message asking me to get out of here. Miss Li, don't worry, Mr. Song's car is outside, and he will definitely take you to the airport on time."

Li Zhi was a little embarrassed and couldn't believe it, "Yes, is it Song Yancheng?"

Ji Zuo smiled and said, "Yes."

They quietly left the venue and left the revolving door. The glazed headlights in the hotel lobby reflected a brilliant shadow. Li Zhi's cheeks were slightly hot because of the light and shadow. When the outdoors were blown by the cold wind, the temperature dropped slightly.

"He should be nice to me." Li Zhi calmed down and asked for a cheap man while the person involved was not around. "Assistant Ji, isn't it a bit painful to work with a boss like him?"

"No." Ji Zuo smiled, "Actually, Mr. Song is very good. If you have contact with him for a longer period of time, Miss Li will naturally know."

Li Zhi sighed lightly, "No need."

Ji Zuo couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, Assistant Ji." Li Zhi tilted his head, his eyes flashed with a sly look, "Song Yancheng has become a fan of me like this?"

Ji Zuo: "Ah?"

Li Zhi: "He is just embarrassed to tell me."

Ji Zuo couldn't help it, clenched his fist against his lips, and did not dare to smile too presumptuously.

The two had a great time talking, but they didn't notice that someone was approaching behind them.

Song Yancheng chased after him all the way, but his breath was not calm, and he happened to hear this sentence.

Ji Zuo was stunned for a moment and immediately stood up straight, "Mr. Song."

Li Zhi turned around, not afraid of him, nor was he guilty of being caught doing something wrong. In the bright night and in the hazy light, she smiled at Song Yancheng without distraction, almost shook his eyes.

The phone began to vibrate wildly again. When Li Zhi saw the bad things, he answered them while walking. Even Song Yancheng could hear the roar on the phone-

"Li Zhi, if you don't want to get involved, just say, I won't serve you as an aunt! If you can't catch this plane, you will jump to Huangguoshu Waterfall tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't let you die alone, I will accompany you to commit suicide, and I will not let you go if you are a ghost. If you dare to put the pigeons on the crew, you will be done together!"

Li Zhi knew that Mao Feiyu was really angry and was in trouble first, so he could only apologize humbly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll definitely arrive."

She ran forward, her long skirt rippling lightly beside her legs, and her back was gradually distant. Song Yancheng's heart was like a rubber band, trembling gently while pulling.

She could not have come, but she still came for him.

Li Zhi ran to the side of the car, and the driver had already opened the car door for her. She stopped and suddenly turned around and looked back.

Song Yancheng stood in the night with a long jade body, with floating light leaping gold behind him, dyeing his three-piece suit with a light layer of gold. The man's outline was like a silhouette under the moon, handsome and straight, making Li Zhi look at him.

While looking at each other, Song Yancheng spoke first, his voice was low and slow, and he said, "Photo shoot well. If you perform well, it is not impossible to be a fan."

Li Zhi smiled and asked, "That's it, then do you know what I'm doing tonight?"

Song Yancheng's eyes were calm, and he fell on her, never moving his eyes.

Li Zhi turned around, got into the car, and said two words: "Pamper with fans."
Chapter completed!