The private plane climbed into the clouds, the signal was blocked, and the picture of the MV heroine that had just been sent from the other side turned into a split picture.
Su Xiaolin looked at Lin Yu helplessly, "You kid... you are really not in a hurry at all!"
"What does Mr. Ji like?"
"ah?"
Su Xiaolin was stunned by his sudden words.
Shouldn't it be the MV that the two of them were discussing just now? Why did you suddenly jump to Mr. Ji?
"We can't go to her empty-handed, right? We should bring some gifts?"
Gift? ?
Su Xiaolin fell into thinking.
She had really never considered buying a gift for Mr. Ji.
Ji Ya grew up in a wealthy family and had a grandfather who loved her very much. She must have never lacked anything in her childhood.
Her parents died unexpectedly when she was fifteen, and she went abroad to study far away from home. Mr. Ji would definitely provide her with a better life.
Not to mention that Jiya is now the female president of the largest brokerage company in the country.
Of course, you have to buy gifts that others lack or like. As an assistant, Su Xiaolin basically has a dedicated person to handle Jiya's work needs and personal needs in life... The only thing she knows is that Jiya likes to spray Encounter this one. perfume.
A question stumped both of them. They looked at each other, embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Or a picture suddenly appeared in Lin Yu's mind. The underwear store on the first floor of the square... Well...
Although, he just wanted to know if the bunny girl underwear would look better on his boss. If he really gave it away, he would probably be fired tomorrow because of his breathing, right? !
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The next afternoon, the private plane arrived in the United States. The beautiful CEO could not be found in the originally planned meeting room of the building. The two set out to look for Jiya in front of the Statue of Liberty.
Su Xiaolin learned from the temporary special assistant hired by Ji Ya that there was a fashion show today, and Ji Ya's invitees were already there, so the two rushed over without stopping.
At the fashion show, the lights hit the stage, and all kinds of tall beauties wearing high-profile clothes walked elegant catwalks on the stage. The photographers and audiences in the audience all followed the models' footsteps and moved their eyes.
The atmosphere at the venue was great, with sparkling lights and a group of singers singing passionately on the stage.
Ji Ya was sitting upright, as elegant as ever, with her hands folded on her knees, her body sitting upright, and a sign with her name hanging on her chest.
At the end of the catwalk, the models walked on the catwalk again one by one. The host came to the stage and said with a slight smile his thanks to the investors of the show venue. Among them were the names of Ji Ya and Mr. Song.
The two of them were called to the stage at the same time, gave speeches, and then gave a symbolic hug. Mr. Song tried to grab her hand but was dodged. There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but there were so many people, so he pretended well and did not vent it.
All the upper-class people in the audience seemed to be aware of the close relationship between the two of them, and they exclaimed, and some even shouted, "Kiss each other."
Mr. Song took the initiative and stretched out his hands, wanting to hold her in his arms again.
The reunion of the two, including today's show, was all part of his plan. His purpose was to complete the ceremony that he had missed for several years.
Su Xiaolin looked at the two people on the stage with great anticipation.
In everyone's eyes, they are the golden boys and girls.
Under the cheers of the crowd, Ji Ya subconsciously looked around the audience. From the middle of the catwalk, she suddenly noticed a hot gaze that had been staying on her body. She just happened to see that familiar figure sitting in the corner. inside.
He was inconspicuous, sitting quietly, but he was observing himself secretly.
You didn’t say anything even when you came?
Ji Ya didn't even notice that the smile on her lips was unusually gentle.
Mr. Song followed her eyes and saw an unfamiliar face. He didn't look like someone from the upper class. He was dressed very ordinary. Compared with himself, he was not worth mentioning!
But knowing Jia Ya well, he knew very well that he had a different meaning to Jia Ya. Adults seemed to understand the truth without much explanation. He was aware of his failure, but had no intention of openly arguing about it. , but plans to steal secretly.
Taking the microphone from the host, he proposed to draw a lucky audience member to come on stage. His eyes fell on Lin Yu, and the host immediately motioned to the lighting engineer in a "sensible" way.
The next second, Lin Yu was 'extracted' to the stage.
It was obviously intentional targeting, but Lin Yu remained calm. After taking the stage, he introduced himself. Mr. Song knew that he was an artist from Jiya Company. Where had he heard this familiar name? After thinking for a while, I found the information about this person from some secretly investigated information.
The most beloved newcomer of Ji Fei Agency, Lin Yu!
The flame of jealousy was quietly ignited. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Yu, his handsome face covered with a layer of cold color.
Born to be surrounded by all kinds of superiors, he did not take anyone seriously, especially an inconspicuous newcomer in the circle. He would be like an ant if he was crushed to death.
The camera focused, and the reporters in the audience cheered. Mr. Song decisively hugged Jia into his arms, and one hand slid restlessly from his arm to his waist.
Ji Ya struggled uncomfortably, but felt a sharp pain in her waist. Song Zhixiao hated others' rejection the most, and wanted the other person to surrender even if it was violence.
Ji Ya felt pain and frowned. It wasn't because of the influence of the crowd that she had already gone crazy. She already knew Mr. Song's true face and went abroad as an excuse to avoid the marriage with the devil.
Lin Yu noticed his little movements when he came on stage. He casually stretched out his hand, pulled Ji Ya to him, and said with a smile: "Boss, I came here specially to give you a surprise~"
But without giving Mr. Song time to cast the spell, Lin Yu directly conjured a bouquet of flowers and gave it to Jiya like magic.
Mr. Song glanced at it. Rose was Ji Ya's favorite flower, but there was a disdainful smile on his lips. What could this bouquet of flowers mean? If she wants it, he can give her a lot! How much are these flowers worth?
Jiya took it, smiled slightly, and reached out her hand, "Can I take a photo with this lucky audience?"
Mr. Song was stunned.
"Xiaoya, it's just a bunch of roses. If you want it, I can give you a carriage." Mr. Song's words were full of sarcasm, the kind of sarcasm that disdained such low-level methods.
The two of them grew up together, and their interests are closely related. It is inevitable for the two of them to get married. Even if they are separated for a period of time, their feelings will not dissipate. Moreover, since childhood, he has never failed to get what he wants.
This man is nothing but a clown!
"Then have you given it to me?" Jiya looked sideways at him, always talking but not doing anything, always treating what she said and what she was thinking as "love". Is this what you call love?
Not to mention, she always only regarded him as her brother in her heart. Mr. Song couldn't help but be stunned, seeing the cold and distant look on her face, which was as familiar and strange as before.
This woman... is damn ungrateful!
