As a member of the host's family, Wang Qingbin politely asked, "did miss song have a good rest last night?"

Song Xi is sleeping on the sofa, and his waist is almost broken, but now he has to smile and say, "I have a good rest."

Wang Qingbin chatted with Song Xi again. When George Sheng came down from the upstairs, he was still black, but today's shirt is round and low collar style, which is more casual.

Although Song Xi doesn't want to admit it, he is the most suitable man to wear black.

It's said that solid colors are easy to match. In fact, the better the match, the more attractive the color is. Black, in particular, is a color with a natural sense of mystery, which can only be controlled by George Sheng, who has a strong sense of authority and a full sense of danger.

For example, some people are not suitable for black at all, others are suitable but not brilliant, while Georges Sheng, black seems to be a natural color for him.

As soon as George Sheng appeared, Wang Qingbin and Yuan Bao, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up, followed by Song Xi, who was careful because of his backache.

"Brother Sheng."

"Mr. Joe."

George Sheng said with a smile, "good morning."

Yuanbao opens the door for Georges Sheng and Song Xi. In front of outsiders, Georges Sheng shows enough gentry and holds the door with one hand to let Song Xi advance.

Song Xi doesn't want to. Now her waist is not comfortable, so she has to move inside to go first. But she doesn't hesitate to choose the former than she has to bear the pain and let Georges Sheng go first.

Slowly bending down, she tried to make herself look natural, but the waist was only half bent, and the spine root seemed to reach the limit. She couldn't bend down at all. She could only bend her knees a little, like squatting in the car, and then moved in.

Wang Qingbin was the first to ask, "what's wrong with Miss Song? Is your waist uncomfortable? "

As soon as Georges Sheng stepped into the car and sat beside Song Xi, he gave her a look as if he was complaining. Then he said, "I asked her to cover it last night, but she didn't cover it. I think she caught a cold."

Wang Qingbin said: "it looks very serious. I can't find a doctor later."

Song Xi said with a smile, "it's OK. Don't bother. I'll take two days off."

Wang Qingbin said: "no trouble, we also have doctors here. I'll take you to Mr. Cheng for breakfast first, and I'll contact the doctor for you."

Song Xizheng wanted to decline, Georges Sheng said: "please, brother Wang."

Wang Qingbin said with a smile, "you're welcome. You should."

There was only Yuanbao Tongcheng on the bus. When he went upstairs to call them in the morning, she heard Song Xi's voice. She was crying out for pain. Later, Georges Sheng asked her to move. Soon after, she said with a smile, "how powerful are you? What's the ability?

He listened outside the door, neither standing nor walking. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, so he dared to knock on the door.

Yuanbao says in secret that Song Xi has a backache. I'm afraid he's not cold, is he? Call the doctor back. Don't take the wrong medicine.

After driving in the hospital for a few minutes, the car finally stops in front of a small white building. Wang Qingbin and Yuan Bao get off respectively and open the rear door.

When Song Xi got out of the car, he forced his back pain and swallowed "ouch" twice.

Georgeson walked around her from behind, looked down at her and asked, "is it particularly uncomfortable? You can't go back to rest first. "

He didn't say that in the room in the morning. Song Xi was almost moved by what he said. But for a moment, she thought of the purpose of coming to Yizhou. Now, not to mention that Georges Sheng was acting, even if he really asked her to go back, she couldn't go. She would see Cheng Deqing even if she was in pain today.

"It's OK. I didn't see Mr. Cheng last night. I've come all the time. I must ask him about the old man."

Song Xi's generous performance also conveys the signal to George Sheng without any trace.

When Wang Qingbin heard the speech, he inevitably took a look at Song Xi, and his eyes were a little puzzled and suspicious.

George Sheng saw it, but he didn't explain it. No one knew that he would bring song Yuanqing's daughter. It was a trump card in his hand, and it was also the reason why he could let LAN Yuzhou and Qi Cheng take the lead.

Business is about first come first served, but who will spend the money in the end depends on who has the highest chips.

Wang Qingbin does doubt Song Xi's identity, but this is not what he can ask. Since he has been around Cheng Deqing for so many years, he is naturally not an ordinary person.

He took a few people to walk in. On the way, he said, "Mr. Qiao, Miss Song, Mr. Cheng is waiting for you in the dining room on the second floor. Yuanbao and I are eating on the first floor. Please call us whenever you have anything."

George Sheng said, "OK, let's go up by ourselves."

Yuanbao gives Song Xi the tea in his hand. Song Xi takes it and goes up to the second floor with George Sheng.

In the corridor on the second floor, a servant led the way. In front of the door of a double room, the servant knocked on the door. It was said that there were guests coming. He only heard that there was humanity inside: "let them in quickly."

George Sheng and Song Xi walk in side by side. To be honest, Song Xi is still nervous. It's not because she wants to meet some big people. She sees many big people. Cheng Deqing is not the biggest official. She just feels sad. When did she get scared when she was with song Yuanqing? Now that there are new people around, everything is different. There is something called a sense of security that Georges Sheng can't give. The only thing he can give her is an opportunity to prove that she is useful. Only in this way can he be qualified to be his partner.

In this world, in addition to pro dad, no man will be selfless to a woman.

When you enter the door, there is a large space inside. There is a Chinese style decoration. There are huge landscape paintings on the wall. There is a big round table on the left. At this time, some people have already sat on the table. When you see George Sheng enter the door, the old man in the main position laughs and says, "here comes Zhisheng."

After that, he got up slowly, and when he got up, the others on the table stood up with him.

George Sheng's smile was a little more than his smile. He said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Cheng." he came forward to let him have a close look.

Cheng Deqing is now in his seventies. His hair is all white, but his face is not as wrinkled as the old people of the same age. One hand is on crutches, and the other hand pats George Sheng's arm. He says with a smile: "the young man is more and more promising. He is taller than when I saw you a few years ago."

George Sheng also has sweet mouth, such as now, he said with a smile: "thank you."

When they talk, Song Xi stands quietly and smiles. When Cheng Deqing puts his eyes on her, Georges Sheng says, "Mr. Cheng, who have I brought to you?"

Cheng Deqing takes Song Xi for granted as George Sheng's girlfriend, but he doesn't expect that George Sheng suddenly says something like this. He looks at Song Xi and looks at him clearly.

Song Xi raised his lips and said in a voice, "grandfather Cheng, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaoxi. "

As she spoke, her eyes were moist.