Song Qingcheng asked Shen Che after a little thought, Do you have relatives in the First People’s Hospital?
There is a cousin who is the head nurse of the orthopedics department. Shen Che asked, What’s the matter?
Song Qingcheng wanted to talk about grandma, but the words came to her mouth and she suddenly lost her talk. * She just made an excuse to prevaricate in the past. Nothing wants to have a physical examination. Isn’t it said that some people in the hospital are easy to handle affairs?
Shen Che said, Then tell me when the time comes. I’ll tell my wife.
hmm
Hung up the words Song Qingcheng took pajamas to take a shower.
She couldn’t help looking in the mirror when she was in front of the washstand. At this moment, she was once familiar with the facial features, but it seemed bleak.
The scene of Gu Jiazhi playing the piano on the stage came to mind.
And Gu Jiazhi came out of the lounge and boarded the picture side by side with Yu Tingchuan.
Mature and rich men should appreciate Gu Jiazhi, an elegant and intellectual socialite. Song Qingcheng remembered several times to get along with Gu Jiazhi, and her temperament was outstanding. If she were a man, she would probably fall in love with Gu Jiazhi.
Because of his appearance-
Song city first thought of GeWenJuan that a fox.
Sure enough, the most unbearable thing for people is comparison.
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The next afternoon, Song Qingcheng went to the imperial court early.
All female employees of the Imperial Court will wear black V-neck dresses with white suspenders inside. After Song Qingcheng changes her clothes, she will be in charge of the box. Sister Ling is familiar with the process first. Sister Ling is afraid that she will not be used to putting her in charge of serving dishes and making tea on her first day.
Around six o’clock in the evening, the whole floor and the seventh floor gradually became lively.
Shen Che don’t trust from their own box secretly ran to see the whole song when you leave don’t forget her ear low way concentrate on work don’t want to have
Song Qingcheng knew what he meant by smiling. I saw your foreman coming.
Shen Che didn’t good the spirit stare at her and hurriedly slipped away.
It didn’t take long for the boxes to come one after another. Among the guests were Nancheng real estate developers and leaders of the Urban Construction Bureau.
Song Qingcheng made tea in the small kitchen and came out with a tray.
Just out of the door, I heard someone laughing. Manager Yu is very busy. I just said that you can’t come tonight.
Song City really saw the man who entered the box and was shaking hands with his boss. Her brain had a brief white thought that she might meet Yutingchuan on the seventh floor, but she didn’t expect it to be tonight.
Another member, Shen Qian, happened to come over and give the tray to the whole Song Dynasty and turned back to the small kitchen.
Soon Shen Qian also came in.
Almost all the guests are here. I’ll make a few more cups of tea. There’s a special restaurant. Take the wine list out first, Shen Che said as he showed it to her.
Song city took also know hide but simply went out.
Pull open the small kitchen door and laugh noisily, and the whole body is also caught in some choking smoke.
I don’t know whether Yu Tingchuan’s appearance is too prominent or other crystal lamps are too dazzling. After Song Qingcheng came out, he fell on him at first sight. He took off his suit jacket and wore a dark blue shirt. His left wrist was rolled up and he wore a watch to make his whole person shine. There was a cup of tea in front of his desk, and Ran Ran was steaming.
Song Qingcheng appeared in the box and attracted some attention. Later, it was like a mans back, but she still dutifully walked to the table.
Yutingchuan came over there to talk to a boss, and now he stopped to look at her.
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Song Qingcheng didn’t go to the table and asked a middle-aged man who looked familiar about drinks. As a result, the man pointed his hand at the table and said, I can drink anything. You can ask manager Yu.
Can’t Song Qingcheng crustily skin of head around the other side of the round table Yutingchuan and bend over to gently put the wine list in front of him.
Yu Tingchuan put a root in his hand and lit a cigarette. The strong smell of smoke made her cough, but she still fought back her throat itch. She was just about to step back and sit beside Yu Tingchuan. The man asked her with interest, New here? Haven’t seen you in this box before.
Song Qingcheng can see that the other party is a boss and can’t offend and show a decent smile on the first day of work tonight
See if you still read?
Song Qingcheng laughed without denying it.