"That's it..."

There was a hint of understanding in the girl's voice.

Qianzhi thought of Chagang she just blurted out, and suddenly felt that she had changed.

She actually... dared to be sentimental in front of Song Qishen!

Qian Zhi raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose without looking directly at him. She didn't know where to land her eyes, and couldn't even find a fixed point.

Song Qishen stepped forward and got closer.

Seeing that the little girl's voice had faded, and her slender white neck was exposed because she lowered her head, his throat moved slightly, and he brushed her waist-length black hair with his palm, and his clear fingertips brushed the end of the hair, and then gently lifted it,

He spoke again.

"I will also stay in City Z for a few days. There is a cooperation here that needs to be negotiated. The specific itinerary needs to be followed up."

Because of the height difference between the two of them, when he said this, he deliberately bent over and lowered his gaze slightly.

Qian Zhi is not short among girls, but when she stood side by side with Song Qishen in the past, she could only barely cross his straight shoulder line.

Because her hair was flicked, some of the ends brushed the side of her face, and Qian Zhi's face became slightly tingly and a little itchy.

Song Qishen said this slowly and slowly, as if he was explaining, but not quite.

She nodded and said, "Yeah."

It seemed as if he wanted Qian Zhi to believe him completely, and also seemed to defend himself again.

Song Qishen turned sideways and tapped his chin diagonally not far away, "Assistant Xia is also coming."

Qianzhi followed his line of sight and looked over, and sure enough, a little further away, near the corridor connecting the hotel lobby, she saw the figure of Assistant Xia Te.

But the other party obviously didn't mean to disturb or say hello, and there wasn't even a nod or eye contact.

Look at the sky and the earth, wherever you look, but not in the direction of the two of you.

Before Qianzhi could think about it carefully, her phone rang again. She quickly opened the call interface and said, "Hello?"

The other party's voice was noisy and he spoke very quickly. He must be the delivery boy.

"Beauty, I've been waiting for a long time and I haven't seen you yet."

"Ah...I'm already downstairs in the hotel. I'll be there soon."

Qian Zhi had just been paying attention to Song Qishen who suddenly appeared, and had completely forgotten her original mission. She was obviously going downstairs to get takeout.

"Okay, I have a lot of orders. Now put the takeout bag on the table in the hotel lobby. Come and get it quickly."

"Okay."

After Qian Zhi answered the phone, she raised her legs and prepared to walk towards the hotel lobby. Before leaving, she did not forget to say to Song Qishen, "I have to get a takeaway."

As she spoke, she gently moved Song Qishen's hand away from her hair.

But what is different from before is that Qian Zhi also made some small moves.

She was also very mean-spirited, very energetic, and very fast, twisting the back of Song Qishen's well-jointed hand like a dragonfly touching water.

But it's not so much a twist as it is a slight tug.

In Song Qishen's perception, it was neither painful nor itchy, just like playing house.

He let her twist him and remained calm.

Capitalists like Song Qishen pay attention to the law of conservation of energy.

Of course, everything that had been exploited before, or taken away, would be recovered in the days that followed.

Hearing Qian Zhi say that he was going to get takeout, Song Qishen nodded, "Yeah."

Of course he knew, she mentioned it just now when they were chatting on WeChat.

But as Qian Zhi walked forward, Song Qishen also walked over, walking side by side with her.

Qianzhi glanced at the smooth side profile of his face, and became curious, "You came to City Z to work, and you also stayed in this hotel?"

"Of course." Song Qishen put his hand on his tie, tugged it gently, and said in an unhurried manner, "The work that the company has to discuss here is quite sudden, and the hotel needs to be booked at short notice. I saw what you sent me.

After reading the guide, I felt that the environment of this restaurant was good, so I decided to go here directly.”

Song Qishen's words are reasonable and well-founded, and there is nothing wrong with them.

only......

What she sent him was obviously an itinerary for reporting purposes, not a travel guide.

Listening to what he meant, Song Qishen really...

I really used it for myself!

The corridor and lobby of this hotel are very close, and within a few words, the two of them arrived at the lobby.

Qianzhi's sharp eyes found her takeaway directly on the sofa table used to entertain guests in the lobby.

She stepped forward and was about to pick up the string of the takeout bag when she was cut off by Assistant Xia who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Madam, how about I do it?"

Thanks to the quiet night, not many people could be seen coming and going in the lobby of this hotel.

Listening to Assistant Xia being neither humble nor overbearing, calling her "Mrs." in public with a normal expression, Qian Zhi's mentality has been building for a while.

"It's okay, it doesn't weigh too much. I can do it myself, no need to worry." After Qian Zhi declined, she snatched the take-out rope back before Assistant Xia picked it up.

Qianzhi didn't forget that there was Tang Jiujiu upstairs who was waiting for food, so she didn't dare to waste too much time and got ready to go up after getting the takeaway.

"You haven't told me yet, which floor do you live on?" While the three of them were waiting in front of the elevator, Qian Zhi raised her head and asked Song Qishen, who was standing beside her.

Song Qi looked at her with deep eyes, "It's just upstairs from you. Assistant Xia is next door to me."

Qianzhi nodded, and just at that moment the elevator reached the floor where they were, making a beeping sound.

"The lottery for your competition is not today, but what day is it and when will it start?" After following Qian Zhi into the elevator, Song Qishen raised a series of doubts.

Just like a firecracker, one sentence after another jumped out.

Assistant Xia was in the advanced elevator just now. At this moment, he was standing behind the two of them, his ears moving.

Just for a moment, he looked away very consciously, and then, probably feeling something inappropriate, he completely turned his face away.

It's okay that Song Qishen didn't mention it. Qian Zhi couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he mentioned it.

"My classmates and I are separated. I was drawn earlier. The competition is tomorrow afternoon. Jiujiu and the monitor are the day after tomorrow."

This means that Qianzhi is not only separated from her companions, but also has little time to buffer.

Although you don’t need to get up too early on Friday morning, you still need to go to the venue in advance to get familiar with it, and then there will be the official finals in the afternoon.

"And I heard that the first day will be more difficult, but it was too difficult for me, a bit miserable." Qian Zhi frowned with emotion in her tone, paused, and added, "I'm so lucky.

It seems pretty bad."

The National Design Competition is divided into Friday and Saturday sessions. In the past, the first day was slightly more difficult. This is the usual practice. According to rumors, although the question type has changed this year, it is probably still the same invisible routine as before.

Although the organizers try their best to emphasize that the difficulty is equal and it is completely fair, judging from past feedback, whether this fairness is relative or absolute remains to be considered.

Maybe it's also due to psychological reasons, but it's hard to tell with all the changes.

Seeing Qian Zhi's inadvertent display of temper, Song Qishen raised his hand to poke her angry little face, "Don't worry too much, try your best for the competition tomorrow."

"Besides." Song Qishen slowly added, leaning close to her ear and using a voice that only the two of them could hear, cutting through all the emotions of Qian Zhi's previous complaints, "Our stupid treasure must be a treasure, where did the bad thing come from?

"

I don't know if his special breath was blowing too close, but Qian Zhi's face suddenly swelled up like a little pufferfish.

precious.

He said she was a treasure.

Assistant Xia nestled in the far corner of the elevator, trying his best not to disturb anything, but after all, the elevator was not big and the space was cramped, so every move here would be magnified infinitely.

Those sounds were simply endless.

The short ascent and descent time of the elevator across several floors made Assistant Xia imagine a somewhat sad atmosphere.

Although I didn't hear clearly what Mr. Song said specifically, the rustling and whispering sounds were enough to arouse people's imagination.

Half a moment.

Assistant Xia covered her ears very wisely.

Due to Song Qishen's delay in the process, this not too shocking episode successfully earned Qian Zhi a "condemnation" from Tang Jiu Jiu.

"Are you going to Siberia to get takeout?"

"Even if I drive a tractor from here back to Yincheng to get takeout, I can do it faster than you!"

"Uuuuuuuuuah, my roast duck is cold, Qian Zhi, this cruel sow's hooves!"

Tang Jiujiu had finished washing up long ago, but when she came out of the bathroom, she didn't even notice Qian Zhi's shadow.

After waiting like this for a long time, Qian Zhi finally arrived belatedly.
To be continued...