Chapter 88

a new company like ours, what they want isn't cooperation but acquisition. No need to rush, let's play this game well. With the Song family's current state, we shouldn't be the ones in a hurry.Song L..."Don't worry, this is just them probing my limits. You really think they would send someone important to see me" Song Lin analyzed calmly.

"Ok, I'll refuse immediately and say that you haven't returned from abroad yet."

"Um." Song Lin instructed.

"By the way, boss, Huayang's people have scheduled to come to the company next Monday to explain their plan," Xu Da shifted the topic.

"Hmm."

Shen Yian's plan, he has seen some, it is indeed good.

But this opening banquet was important to him, so he still needed to review the complete plan before making a decision.

Xu Da answered and was about to hang up when Song Lin stopped him.

Xu Da, you find a designer to see if the kitchen can be installed with air conditioning.

"Huh Boss, what are you washing again that's so hot this time" Xu Da was used to it.

"Wash the vegetables."

"...."

At this moment, footsteps sounded behind Song Lin, and he immediately hung up the phone.

"Mr. Song, dinner is ready." Shen Yian stood in the living room and beckoned.

Here it is:

"He's here."

Song Lin extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, opened the glass door on the balcony, and as soon as he stepped inside, he smelled the aroma of cooking. It couldn't help but remind him of the family of three across the street.

A family of three

He's probably gone a little crazy from the heat.

After sitting down, the two of them ate in silence, Shen Yi occasionally glancing at Song Lin.

"Is something the matter" Song Lin asked.

"I'm pretty busy on Monday and Tuesday, I might not be able to cook. You should just eat out."

On Monday, her mother had surgery. On Tuesday, she has to go to Latitude One Technology to discuss the planning. At that time, she will be running around like crazy; there's no way she will have time to cook.

So she thought it would be better to tell Song Lin in advance.

"Got it." Song Lin didn't have much expression, he nodded slightly, but there was a hint of confusion in his heart.

Shen Yian was quite confident. He went to his company on Monday to present the plan, and by Tuesday he knew he would be very busy, which was quite interesting.

Because neither of them was very talkative, they didn't ask much about what they would be doing over the next two days. Apparently, there had been a gap in time between them, but neither of them noticed.

When it came to work, Shen Yian thought of a question that had puzzled her for a long time.

"Mr. Song, may I ask a question"

"What"

Looking at the delicious food, Song Lin wasn't as cold as usual.

Shen Yian asked curiously, "Today Crystal Hotel talked about a merger case, why would you, as a programmer, be there"

Is the scope of a programmer's work so broad

Song Lin paused, raising his eyes to glance at Shen Yian. Aside from curiosity, there was no other emotion on her face. She should just be genuinely puzzled.

"Delivering documents to the boss."

"No wonder." Shen Yian smiled. "So... which one is your boss"

Wei Yi's boss, these few words Shen Yian almost heard every day, but besides knowing his name was Ian, she didn't know what he looked like.

Couldn't you be more curious

What kind of person would be described as a genius by everyone

"He said what he had to say and left, letting us just wrap things up."

"Then your boss must really value you." Shen Yian took a bite of rice and mumbled.

It's such a pity, she had just gone through everyone in the meeting room today and tried to figure out who Ian was.

"What So interested in my boss" Song Lin said coldly, not pleased with Shen Yi'an's distraction.

"No, even if there was, your boss likes men, and I can't become a woman. On the contrary, you should be careful." Shen Yian chatted and inexplicably went off on a tangent.

"Ahem..."

Song Lin almost choked on his mouthful of rice.Lin.“I'm leaving first.”Want to goShe thought of something and immediately looked up towards the skyscraper. Song Lin leaned against the car hood, flicking ash from his fingertips, not a shred of smok...