Chapter 97： What about my loss?

"Do you mean to let me wait for you? My time is precious. Do you know how much I will charge for ten minutes of attending the event?" Qiao Zezhi said dissatisfied.

He is now the highest paid male star in China!

She even asked his most valuable male star to wait for her!

"I don't want this traffic jam, but can you please be able to tolerate Qiao star?" Song Wenxin vomited blood, and she couldn't control the traffic jam.

"What about my loss?"

"I think I'll send it to you online, so it's more convenient, and it won't waste your time. How about you?" Song Wenxin sighed, and then kindly proposed.

She had thought that it would be more convenient to send documents directly on the Internet, but he wanted to talk face to face.

"Forget it, I'll wait for you for a while, hurry up!"

It sounds like Qiao Zezhi has no intention of accepting her suggestion.

Song Wen felt helpless and nodded. "Well, I'll try my best."

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The car was finally unblocked after being blocked for half an hour.

When arriving at that Chinese restaurant, Song Wenxin was just half an hour late.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Song Wenxin immediately apologized as he entered the box.

Qiao Zezhi was sitting in a chair and playing games. When she saw her come in, she looked at the time.

"You wasted me twenty minutes."

"I'm sorry ..." Song Wenxin smiled awkwardly.

It was a bit of an accident. There was only one person in the box, Qiao Ze.

He did not see his agent and assistant.

Qiao Zezhi put down his phone, and then looked at Song Wenxin.

"Well ... I've seen it for the first time, you wear such a shabby designer." He said disgustingly.

Wen Yan said that Song Wen was ashamed and looked down at his clothes.

Simple pencil jeans, beige sweater, flat shoes, and a quilted jacket.

It is this season that students wear more ordinary clothes.

But it's not shabby, right?

Song Wenxin slipped his lips, followed by a look at Qiao Zezhi.

He was wearing fashion, a DL's latest gray plaid coat this year, paired with DL's black pencil pants, and a pair of big-name casual leather shoes.

There are big stars everywhere ...

Compared with his high-profile dressing style, Song Wenxin still prefers Jiang Beihan's dressing style.

The clothes are always so few colors, and the styles are also fixed in a certain number of styles.

There are no flowers, but it is born with a domineering temperament and attracts people's attention.

"What are you doing?" Seeing her standing there and suddenly holding her back, she smirked, and Qiao Ze said disgustingly.

As he said so, Song Wenxin returned to God.

She gritted her teeth, how well she remembered that Jiangbeihan came ...

"Just thinking about things ..." Song Wenxin went to Qiao Ze and sat down, then took off his backpack and took out a document from it.

"These are the design drawings and details. If you are not satisfied with it, I will go back and modify it!" She put the information on the table and pushed it to the opposite Qiao Zezhi.

"It's time for dinner, and I'm hungry and don't want to talk about work!" Qiao Zezhi pushed her information away and said.

Listening to what he said, Song Wenxin looked at the time, too. It's too late now.

"Okay, let's have dinner first, but I'll say yes, I won't treat you!" Song Wenxin said as he retrieved the information.