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On the other end of the phone was Ji Ming's voice.
Tang Li immediately asked: "Where is Mr. Song?"
"Sir, you are still in the meeting." As if he was afraid that Tang Li would be emotional, Ji Ming specifically explained: "It is a more important internal meeting, and you didn't bring your cell phone with you."
He answered the call to prevent Tang Li from getting into trouble.
Tang Li is not a messy person. When he heard what Ji Ming said, he just asked him if he could go there now. It didn't matter if he didn't go in. She would leave after delivering her things.
Ji Ming looked at his watch: "This is a meeting of the highest decision-making level. It may take another three or four hours."
After ending the call, Ji Ming went to the war room.
He waited outside the door for about 20 minutes. The door of the conference room opened and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff came out. He was going to go to the bathroom. After the other party left, Ji Ming knocked on the door. Song Boyan was standing next to the main seat drinking water when he heard the knock on the door. He raised his head and saw Ji Ming at the door, nodding for him to come in.
At this moment, it is a break in the middle of the meeting.
Jiming walked to Song Boyan and informed in a low voice: "Miss Tang called."
Hearing this, Song Boyan turned his head and looked at him.
"It's nothing important." Ji Ming said truthfully: "Ms. Tang is just here to deliver something. You may call in advance to let me know."
Song Boyan closed the lid of the teacup and put the teacup back on the conference table: "The people are here, go down and pick them up."
Ji Ming nodded in agreement and then left the situation room.
Tang Li arrived at the National Square, walked half a circle to the outskirts of Tan Palace, and called Ji Ming. Ji Ming came down quickly, took the box of cookies, and asked Tang Li to follow him in.
Song Boyan¡¯s office is on the first floor of Tan Palace.
Coming down from the second floor, Tang Li suddenly spoke to Ji Ming: "It is now rumored that we are a couple."
"No matter how you say it, Miss Tang is not my type."
Tang Li: ""
In the office, after Ji Ming went out, Tang Li didn't touch anything inside. She took the biscuits and sat down on the sofa area. She noticed the rose garden outside the window and got up. The last time she came was at night. She didn't look at the scenery outside carefully. It's the flowering season, and among the dark green branches and leaves, there are red roses in various shapes.
Suddenly, I remembered the pair of rings I bought.
Tang Li opened his backpack, took out the small velvet box, and then opened the door on the east side of the office, leading directly to the rose garden outside.
She broke off a few budding roses and returned to the office.
On the second floor of Tan Palace, Xiao Minglan stood on the east balcony and sighed silently when she saw the "flower picker" downstairs. Aunt Min saw it from the side and couldn't help but laugh: "Remembering a poem, flowers bloom and they have to be broken. Don¡¯t wait until there are no flowers and break branches; don¡¯t be soft-hearted when it¡¯s time to break.¡±
Xiao Minglan smiled and glared at Aunt Min: "She just picked the good-looking one and left, and you still speak for her."
"Even if it is taken away, it will be given to the people in Tan Palace."
Aunt Min: ¡°I agreed to the sentence of borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha.¡±
Xiao Minglan turned around and walked inside, and Aunt Min followed her into the living room: "Would you like to go down there? The husband seems to be in a meeting, and she is the only one at the moment."
Xiao Minglan did not go to the first floor after all, and only asked the servant to bring some fruit cakes down.
Three hours later, Song Boyan came back from the meeting.
Opening the office door, he didn't see Tang Li in the sofa area, only her backpack and the light yellow cardboard box. He walked into the office, turned around and was about to close the door when something pressed against his lower back and a muffled threat was heard. : "Those who want to die, raise your hands." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com