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As the last person to go out gently closed the door, only the general manager, the chief financial officer and the audit team were left in the conference room.

Liu Yibin speculated on Mr. Qiujiang's reaction, and said enthusiastically, "Everyone has come from a long distance, it must be very hard for jet lag. Do you want to go to the hotel to rest first? Later, I will arrange to take a few of you to the scenic spots in City B..."

"Don't bother you." Mr. Qiu Jiang gently refused him, "To tell you the truth, I grew up in City B."

"Ah? Such a coincidence? Then what's going on now..." People from China rarely have the opportunity to serve as executives in companies in the United States. Liu Yibin was very surprised and wanted to know more about this mysterious CFO.

"Later I went to study in the United States, met my wife, and stayed in the United States." Mr. Qiu Jiang took a sip of tea. His teacup and tea were specially brought by the secretary, and the warm white porcelain was held in his slender fingers. , which complements his own temperament.

"That's it." Liu Yibin didn't delve into the current affairs, and turned the topic to auditing, "In the past, accountants were responsible for auditing. This time, you will do it yourself. Is it because the group headquarters pays special attention to our Qiya Machinery Company?"

Mr. Qiu Jiang put down the porcelain cup, and the secretary immediately stepped forward to fill up the water, "You don't have to be nervous, but I had to come to City B recently, just in time for the annual audit, so I came along by the way."

Liu Yibin thought that since he said that he grew up in City B, it is normal to come back to visit relatives, and his original hanging heart was relieved, "Then when will we start the audit?"

"Let's get started. Please give us the financial statements for recent years first."

The chief financial officer was already prepared, picked up the file bag on the table and handed it over, "Take a look slowly."

The audit team went to work immediately, and Mr. Qiujiang just sat on the sidelines with his arms folded. The secretary communicated with the audit team from time to time and came over to ask his opinion in a low voice.Liu Yibin methodically commanded various departments to continuously transfer various materials, and finally waited for the documents to be reviewed, and it was almost time to get off work.

"The audit of the report is over, and I will return these to you." Mr. Qiu Jiang signaled the secretary to return the audited documents to the chief financial officer.

Seeing his normal expression, Liu Yibin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Please correct me if there are any deficiencies in our work."

"No, Mr. Liu has done a good job." Mr. Qiujiang lowered his eyes to hide the deep meaning in his eyes, "Next, I want to have a private chat with the heads of important departments."

"No problem, it's just that it's almost time to get off work now, do you think it's time to start tomorrow?"

Mr. Qiu Jiang glanced at his watch, "There is still a little time, I will talk about a department first. You don't need to accompany me, I will go back to the hotel directly after chatting. I am very familiar with City B, please rest assured."

"Okay, which department are you going to start with? I'll notify the person in charge to come over."

Mr. Qiu Jiang smiled, "Then let's start with the project management department, which has the biggest problem."

Liu Yibin was a little surprised by his choice, and pointed at Song Sifan directly. He didn't know whether to be depressed about the importance the audit team paid to Song Sifan, or to be grateful for Song Sifan's misfortune.

Not long after, Song Sifan swayed over following the chief financial officer. He sat casually on the chair, not looking flustered, with an inexplicable calmness.

Mr. Qiu Jiang didn't mind his rambling, and said to Liu Yibin, "Mr. Liu, can you give us some space and let us talk alone? I hope the whole conversation will be kept secret, so that we can reflect the most real situation."

"No problem." Liu Yibin raised his heart that had just let go. He was worried that Song Sifan would slander him in front of Mr. Qiujiang for revenge, but he didn't show it at all. He secretly gave Song Sifan a With a warning look in his eyes, he led the chief financial officer away.Mr. Qiu Jiang also waved away the secretary and others, and there were only two people facing each other in the conference room.

Song Sifan watched them go away, locked the door, then walked casually in front of Mr. Qiu Jiang, and sat down on the stool.

With a smile in the corner of Qiu Jiang's eyes, he called him affectionately, "Si Fan."

"Well." Song Sifan asked sullenly, "Why did you come in person? Didn't I say on the phone that you can just send it to me?"

"It was originally intended to be sent, but your mother was worried, so she specifically told me to send it to you." Mr. Qiujiang said dissatisfiedly, "You think I am willing to come all the way to do the audit work that I didn't have to do 20 years ago. ?”

Song Sifan nodded slightly, and simply didn't bother with the delivery method, and asked straightforwardly, "Where is the item I want?"

Mr. Qiu Jiang took out a thin piece of paper from his briefcase and put it on the table, "I brought it."

Song Sifan reached out to take it, but Mr. Qiujiang pressed one finger on the paper, preventing him from taking it away so easily.

"If you want, you have to answer me a question first."

"Tsk." Song Sifan muttered, retracted his hands and sat back on the chair, "Tell me, what's the problem this time?"

"When are you going to come back?"

"Who knows, maybe I won't go back." Song Sifan shrugged, looking indifferent.

Mr. Qiujiang sighed, "Your mother is very worried about you. She was going to come by herself, but something delayed her, so she deliberately brought forward the date of the annual audit so that I can come to see you in a fair manner."

"Come here as soon as you come, just look at it, what are you doing aboveboard... Wait, did you sneak over to see me before?"

Mr. Qiujiang smiled and said nothing, "I didn't know who ran away from home without saying a word, but you were smart enough to hide here with grandpa, which caused us to search for it for a long time."

"Back against a big tree to enjoy the shade. Without Grandpa, you would have discovered it in minutes, okay?"

"I thought you would always avoid us, so even if we knew you were in City B, we didn't dare to come over rashly. When I received your call before... I was really happy." Although it was a call to ask for something... …But Mr. Akie chose to ignore this detail.

"Don't blame your mother either. I've been teaching her, and now she wants to." Mr. Qiu Jiang paused, "You little star, if you really want to get along well, bring it back, this time your mother won't I will force you again."

Song Sifan smiled wryly, "I broke up with Little Star."

Mr. Qiujiang showed a surprised expression and couldn't believe what he heard.Once Song Sifan came out publicly, his mother strongly opposed same|sex|love for the sake of family reputation, a fierce dispute broke out between the two, and finally Song Sifan cut off all communication tools, and secretly ran back to Porcelain Country to accompany Little Star to City B Development, for a while, it seems that the world has evaporated.

"Is this... breaking up?"

Willing to give up everything in the family for the sake of that little celebrity whom he just met not long ago. "You didn't tell him you were..."

"Yeah." Song Sifan interrupted him, "He doesn't know anything about me and my family."

"Haven't you considered telling him? Maybe he'll change his mind after you tell him."

"No, he doesn't need to know."

"So he doesn't know what kind of life you just came to B city after leaving the house?" Grandpa Song Sifan couldn't resist the only grandson's plea, and was only willing to help him hide it from his parents, but he was also very opposed to this relationship. Willing to give more assistance.When Mr. Qiujiang finally finds Song Sifan, the once proud man hides all his sharpness and becomes an ordinary wage earner.

Mr. Qiu Jiang knew that he was young and refused to bow his head to his family, so he had to ask Mr. Zhang, Sales Director of Asia Pacific Region of Zia Group, to help. Coincidentally, there was a vacancy for the director of project management department of Zia Machinery Company at this time, and Mr. Zhang recommended Song Sifan. .This is also the reason why Song Sifan has been rumored to have a background relationship with the Asia Pacific headquarters.

"If I hadn't asked Mr. Zhang to help you find this job, how long are you going to ruin yourself?"

Song Sifan was silent, Mr. Qiujiang sighed slightly, reached out to touch her hair, but just touched the flaxen hair, changed his mind, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"What about now? The friend you called last time who sent him to the doctor in the middle of the night is your new partner?"

"Him?" Song Sifan thought of Lei Meng's pig-headed face. Since he left his home suddenly, he didn't seem to see him much this week.Obviously, there is only a distance between the upper and lower floors, so it is impossible not to touch it once.

Song Sifan narrowed his eyes.Could it be that... he was avoiding himself?

Mr. Qiujiang knew Song Sifan's temper, and he would never flinch from admitting it in a certain relationship. Since he was noncommittal, "Then you are alone again now?"

Song Sifan was still thinking about the reason why Lei Meng was hiding from him, and he replied casually, "That's right."

"Then can I understand that after you broke up with the little star, you no longer have any attachments in City B?"

Song Sifan raised his eyes, his brown eyes were as calm as an abyss, "What do you want to say?"

"I just want to say, when are you going to come back? Your mother misses you very much." Mr. Qiu Jiang walked around with him calmly and returned to the original question.

This time Song Sifan was not in a hurry to refuse. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then whispered, "Wait for me to finish here."

Hearing his words, Mr. Qiujiang couldn't help being ecstatic.Originally thought that the conflict was irreconcilable, and even came to see him in the name of the company's financial audit, but now he let go and agreed to come back.

"It seems that this breakup hurt you deeply..." Mr. Qiu Jiang felt a little distressed, the more true the love, the deeper the hurt.He wanted to comfort Song Sifan, but he didn't know where to start.

Song Sifan smiled indifferently, thinking of Lei Meng's questioning of himself the next day after getting drunk in "Old Time", "Really? Some people said that I walked out too quickly, so it must not be true love."

"You..." Mr. Qiujiang was at a loss for words for a while, Song Sifan took the opportunity to pull out the paper under his finger, and checked it quickly. There was nothing wrong with the bright red official seal and black signature, so he smiled with satisfaction, folded it up and put it away. Bag, "Thank you for making a special trip to deliver it for me."

"No, I'm relieved to see that you are well and not troubled by love."

"Don't tell my mother about me." Song Sifan warned him worriedly.

"She will know sooner or later." Mr. Qiujiang spread his hands helplessly, "You know, I can't hide it from her."

Song Sifan knew that what he said was right, and he plucked his hair irritably, "Then you can help me drag it as much as possible."

"You really don't need help? The general manager... You have a hard time here, and she will come here sooner or later."

"No need, I can handle it." Song Sifan stood up, "I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do. Or do you really have any financial issues to interrogate me?"

"It's fine to interrogate you. Originally, I came here just for a formality. When I saw you, my mission was completed." Mr. Qiujiang blew away the floating green leaves, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely, "The real problem is that it is impossible. Checked out from the accounts."

"Then you should pass the audit quickly, and don't let them realize that there is time to remedy the crisis." The corners of Song Sifan's mouth turned up, showing a slight complacency, "You don't want to ruin my big event."

"It's not necessarily..." Mr. Qiu Jiang dragged his voice, seeing Song Sifan's displeased eyes as expected, he smiled indifferently, and the movement of his lips was exactly the same as Song Sifan's, "Unless you invite me to dinner."

Song Sifan looked at his watch, it was already past the off-duty time, no one should see them, "Let's go."

The author has something to say: A little bit of Mr. Song's past is revealed. This chapter strings together some foreshadowings about Song Sifan.

【small theater】

Rice cake: Your husband is so spicy, did you build it?

Raymond: ...Did you give me a chance to make it!

Rice cake: Oh, let you make it in the next chapter~