Chapter 77

"Don't you blame it? Then who will pay for my loss? " Qiao continued to blame her.

Song Xiaoya sighed. It's definitely a wrong decision to go out today. It's hard to please.

"If you don't, you don't have to wait for me. I'd better go home and send you an email." Song Xiaoya looks at the snail like vehicle in front of him and makes a good proposal to him.

So that he won't continue to waste his time.

Originally she said that she would send email, but Qiao runzhe had to talk face to face.

After hearing her suggestion, Qiao runzhe was silent for a while, and then said, "come on, all of you have come. You can't let me go for nothing. I'll wait for you for a while."

In other words, Qiao still insisted on meeting and talking.

Song Xiaoya helps the forehead, this person how so dead brain!

"Well, I'll get there as soon as I can." Since it doesn't make sense, she can only reluctantly accept it.

The traffic was blocked for half an hour, and then the road became smooth. When song Xiaoya arrived at the appointed place, he was half an hour late.

As soon as she entered the box door, song Xiaoya apologized, "sorry, I'm late..."

Qiao runzhe is watching the news with his mobile phone. He looks up at Song Xiaoya and looks down at the time. He says faintly, "Song Xiaoya, you have delayed me for 30 minutes."

"Sorry, the road is too busy..." She was sorry about that.

Qiao runzhe put down his mobile phone, sat up and looked at Song Xiaoya, then looked disgusted on his face, "it's the first time I've seen such a shabby designer."

Hearing what he said, song Xiaoya was a little embarrassed and looked down at her clothes. Ordinary pencil jeans, beige sweater, flat shoes and a coat.

This is a very popular way for young students to wear. It's very fashionable in school, and it should not be considered shabby.

Song Xiaoya curls her lips and takes a look at Qiao runzhe's dress.

He is really fashionable. His upper body is wearing the latest grey plaid coat launched by DL company this winter. His lower body is also wearing the latest black pencil pants of DL company. His feet are polished with famous brand casual shoes.

Up and down, inside and out, are full of the temperament of famous stars.

However, compared with his high-profile dressing style, song Xiaoya still thinks that Jiang Beichen's dressing style is more stable.

Although Jiang Beichen's clothes are always only a few colors, the style is also fixed on the specific appearance. There is no bright color, no pattern of dress, but he was born with an unmatched temperament, attractive sight.

"Song Xiaoya, what's the matter with you?" See her standing there motionless, suddenly also giggle, Qiao runzhe thought she was stimulated, disgusted asked her.

When he asked, song Xiaoya came back to herself.

She gritted her teeth. What's the matter with her today? She always thinks of Jiang Beichen in her mind. She can't get back her mind when she goes out.

"I just thought of something personal." Song Xiaoya explained.

Qiao runzhe is the only one in the box. He doesn't take the main force and agent with him, which makes song Xiaoya a little surprised. When talking about work, you should bring your agent with you.

She went to the position in front of Qiao runzhe, sat down, took the bag off her shoulder, and took out a design document for him.

"Here are my design materials and detailed design drawings. If you have any problems, I'll go back and revise them." She put the information on the table and moved it to Qiao runzhe.

Qiao runzhe took a look and did not take it up. Instead, he leaned back for a distance. "It's time for dinner. I'm a little hungry. I'm not used to talking about work when I'm hungry."

Song Xiaoya has a look at the time. It's time for dinner.

"Well, let's have a meal first. Let's talk about the design when we're full." As song Xiaoya put away the design drawings, she declared to him, "I don't care about the AA system for dinner!"

It's Qiao runzhe who wants her to come out to meet him, so she won't try to please him. Finally, she wants to treat him to a meal in vain.

That would be too bad!

"It's the first time I've seen such a stingy designer like you. It's an eye opener today." Qiao runzhe didn't care about song Xiaoya's attitude, with a satisfied smile on his face, "don't worry, today's meal is my treat."

Qiao runzhe dialed a phone to go out, immediately a waiter came in with a menu.

He seemed to order seven or eight dishes at random, and then looked at the motionless song Xiaoya opposite, "why don't you order?"

"You have ordered eight dishes. Where can I eat them?" Song Xiaoya took a look at the menu and said.

It's not a pig. Eight dishes are not enough! What a waste!

"Well, we can't finish it." He nodded his approval.

"Then don't waste it. I think half of it is enough." Song Xiaoya says what she thinks.

The teacher has taught her since childhood that waste is a great crime!Who knows, plate Chinese food, grains are hard!

What a shame to eat like him!

"Well, no, that's all." Qiao runzhe stood up, handed the menu to the waiter and ordered two bottles of red wine by the way.

In the drama group, his diet is special, and each meal is no less than eight dishes, so he is used to eating like this, which can't be changed for a while.

And over the years, no one has ever asked him whether he can finish eating or not.

Song Xiaoya seems to like to teach people a lesson. She only talks according to her mood, not her face.

"Don't take the wine. I don't drink." Song Xiaoya heard that he wanted to take red wine, and immediately stopped him.

Although she is 19 years old and has grown up, she has a kind of resistance to alcohol, and her family does not allow her to drink at will for fear of accidents.

Qiao runzhe didn't say anything, just said to the waiter, "OK, that's all. You go down."

The waiter nodded, picked up the menu and returned respectfully.

After a while, the dishes began to serve, and two bottles of red wine were also brought up. The waiter put a goblet in front of the two people and poured half a glass of red wine in.

Song Xiaoya looked at the wine glass and said to Qiao runzhe, "sorry, I really don't know how to drink."

Qiao runzhe said casually, "let's play a game. How about you watch me drink?"

"What game?" She was a little curious about how he wanted to play.

"I'll have a drink. Just talk to me. How about a drink?" He picked up the glass in front of him and motioned to her.

Song Xiaoya is speechless. Is this person narcissistic to this extent? It's not enough to boast about yourself, and force others to boast about him!

What's more, this is not a game. It is clear that he wants to hear her praise him.