Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 854 Beautiful Writer vs. Former President (5)

In the car, Qin Mohan held a cigarette in one hand, leaned on the car window, half-closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"President, are you okay?" Assistant Wu Zeng asked with concern.

"It's okay." He uttered two words coldly, and added, "I will refuse this kind of entertainment in the future."

"Yes." Wu Zeng knew that the president must be in a bad mood at this time, so he took out a CD and played it.

A light and humorous melody floated out.

"Guest officer can't, you're getting closer and closer, no matter where your eyes look, you still pretend to be so calm. Guest officer can't, it's all because of my beauty and sentimental temperament, be careful, I'm really angry..."

This song is very familiar.

He remembered that many years ago, a little girl insisted on pestering him to buy a car. Among the many top-end cars, she was the only one who fell in love with this ordinary Mercedes-Benz.I remember that after buying the car, she even made a fuss to buy a CD, saying that it contained her favorite songs, and this car would become a special car to pick her up and go to school. Just driving this car, so many years have passed.

When he came back to his senses, another song had already been changed.

The fact is often like this, the song ends and people disperse.

He moved his gaze out of the window, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

My heart suddenly shrank.

"parking!"

The fast-moving car braked suddenly because of his words, drawing a long tire track on the ground.

Before the car stopped, he hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

There was no trace of her in the vast night, he must have misread it.

"Let's go." The voice was a little lonely.

He sat back in the car again, leaning on the seat with a tired look on his face.

"Go back to the old house."

The car that stayed for a moment because of the past gradually melted into the boundless night.

Rong's.

Xia Wanzhu walked into Rong's hall wearing a small light-colored suit and ten centimeter high heels.

In my memory, the main reason why the original owner returned to China was because of the novel she was going to remake. A while ago, she accidentally received a phone call from the Rong family, saying that her novel was favored by the Rong family and wanted to buy the rights to make it into a TV series. After thinking about it, she still boarded the plane back home.

The original owner has always liked to write novels. She has been writing for so many years from junior high school to now, and she has never gotten tired of it.Moreover, her novels have always been very popular, and novel websites often top the list, and now she has become a well-known god on the Internet.

The man by the tall floor-to-ceiling window was wearing a smoky gray haute couture suit, which just set off his perfect figure. His exquisite side face was sharp and angular. The sun fell on him, like a prince who walked out of a fairy tale.

"Miss Xia, please sit down." He smiled slightly, very gentlemanly.

Xia Wanzhu sat down on the leather sofa a little awkwardly, staring down at her toes.

Rong Linghao was smiled gently. "Miss Xia, don't be nervous, just treat me as your loyal reader."

Xia Wanzhu smiled in embarrassment, "Mr. Rong is right, it's really funny that I'm like this, I'll make you laugh."

"It's just a child's heart."

Xia Wanzhu always felt uncomfortable in front of him, so she hurriedly changed the subject, "Mr. Rong, let's talk about the copyright of novels."

Rong Linghao stared at her for a long time before smiling and saying, "Okay."

It was already afternoon when I came out of Rong's.

The sky was gray and even the air was oppressive, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

(End of this chapter)