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Chapter 343¡­actually there are two more letters

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    Because he came out temporarily, Song Boyan did not put on a suit or coat. He wore a white shirt and black trousers. He was a typical successful person. In the warm and spring-like building, he did not look thin.

    After listening to Tang Li Youyou's addition, Song Boyan smiled unconsciously, looked at her right hand holding the elevator, and asked slowly: "Put your hand here, what do you want to do?"

    "" Tang Li took his hand back: "Don't do anything."

    Then, she said again: "My palms are a little sweaty, so I'll find a place to wipe them."

    In order to make his explanation more convincing, Tang Li walked to the other side, stretched out his left hand and rubbed it against the elevator wall, then put his hands back into his pockets, looked at Song Boyan with a pair of bright deer eyes, and said specifically: "Now  Finished wiping."

    Song Boyan didn¡¯t answer, but there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

    At this time, the elevator arrived at the third floor.

    When they arrived at the office, Tang Li sat on the sofa. Song Boyan stood in front of the executive desk, picked up the landline and asked the secretary to make her a glass of juice.

    After he hung up the phone, Tang Li said: "Actually, I just drink boiled water."

    "Recently, the female staff in the department are obsessed with drinking juice. The staff responsible for purchasing has almost filled the cabinets in the tea room." Song Boyan said, casting his eyes on Tang Li: "Don't like drinking juice?"

    ¡°¡­I don¡¯t like it either.¡±

    Tang Li said: "It doesn't matter if you drink or not."

    As she spoke, she looked up and found Song Boyan leaning on the executive desk and watching her.

    The man¡¯s eyes were gentle and deep.

    Just looking at her like this, as if he was sizing her up but not really.

    It seems that there are other emotions contained within.

    Tang Li wanted to look away, but her body was out of control. In just ten seconds, she felt that more than half a century had passed. She picked up the magazine on the coffee table, covered the lower half of her face, and exposed only one pair of eyes.  But the momentum was not enough: "Why are you staring at me?"

    Song Boyan smiled, his eyes unusually generous: "Can't you see your face?"

    "Yes, yes." Tang Li changed the subject: "If you watch for too long, you will have to charge a certain amount of remuneration."

    Song Boyan laughed after hearing this, sat down behind the executive desk, picked up the documents that he had not finished reading, but said to her: "Then I will treat you to dinner tonight, and I will pay the reward."

    The corners of Tang Li¡¯s lips, which were hidden under the magazine, curled up.

    After a while, the secretary knocked on the door and came in with a glass of orange juice.

    Finding a young girl in the Finance Minister's office, the secretary was stunned for a moment. He didn't see Song Boyan bringing the person back just now. He only knew that the Finance Minister went out and put the juice in front of Tang Li. What did the secretary think of and asked the official  Song Boyan, who was reviewing the documents: "At seven o'clock in the evening, will the Finance Minister still go to Minister Liu's grandson's birthday party?"

    Song Boyan signed the document: "I have other plans tonight. You ask Jenny to back up the gifts. You can go there for me later."

    The secretary nodded in agreement.

    After the office door closed, Tang Li said: "If you are busy at night, you don't have to have dinner with me. I just dropped by, no other meaning."

    Song Boyan raised his head and looked at her with warm eyes: "Aren't you going back to southern Yunnan tomorrow?"

    "I'm back. I've already booked a flight. The flight is at noon."

    "Since we are going back to southern Yunnan, let's have dinner together tonight." Song Boyan closed the document and continued: "Let's have New Year's Eve dinner in advance."

    The place to eat in the evening is still in Fuyuan.

    The only difference is that it is no longer the same private room as last time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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