After Lin hung up the phone, the company staff shouted loudly.
"Director Lin, hurry up and go have a drink together."
Lin still responded and hurriedly picked up his coat and walked out of the office.
"I want to take Director Lin's car."
Song Yue directly grabbed Lin still's arm and smiled as she spoke.
Lin still naturally won't refuse.
"Director Lin, can I take your car?"
A polite young man smiled and spoke. Lin still stared at him for a moment, still pondering who he was in his mind.
The young man smiled and said, "It seems Director Lin doesn't remember me?"
Lin still awkwardly touched his head.
"Zhang Yang, you're joking. Director Lin has to see so many people every day, how could he possibly remember you," said Song Yue next to her with a cheerful and carefree personality
Lin still apologized.
The person named Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and stared at Lin still without any disguise.
"It's okay, just a few more words will make you familiar. Do you think so, Director Lin?"
Lin still didn't like his aggressive gaze, avoided his face, and didn't answer.
"Alright, alright, let's go quickly."
Lin still held his coat and instructed Song Yue, "Wait for me here first, I'll go pick up the car."
Song Yueshuang nodded quickly.
Zhang Yang grabbed his pants pocket with one hand and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, smoking rashly.
After a while, Lin still parked the car on the roadside.
"Director, I need to sit in the passenger seat."
Song Yue is a recent college graduate with a cheerful personality, but Lin still quite likes her.
"Okay."
Everyone else also got on the car one after another.
Besides publicity.
"Have you all boarded the car yet?"
Lin still turned his head to look inside the car.
"Not really."
Song Yue returned and pointed out the window.
"Zhang Yang is still outside."
Lin remained puzzled and got off the car.
Just as he got off the car, Lin still saw Zhang Yang rubbing his hands and excitedly looking at his own car. From time to time, I touch my hands and my eyes sparkle with greed.
Lin still frowned in displeasure.
"Are you still going or not?"
Zhang Yang saw Lin still, completely losing his previous reserved demeanor, and nodded politely.
Getting on the car, Zhang Yang kept scrutinizing the decorations inside, casually touching them with a sour tone.
"I didn't expect Director Lin to be so wealthy that the car wouldn't be cheap at first glance."
Lin still doesn't want to talk to him.
"That's because Director Lin relies on his own efforts bit by bit to achieve all of this."
Song Yue looked at Lin still with admiration.
"Director, will I be as excellent as you in the future?"
Lin still curled his lips and said, "Of course I do."
Cen Yue poked Song Yue's head directly and jokingly said, "When you don't get addicted to snacks, you will definitely post it."
Song Yue hugged the potato chips tightly in her arms and said, "Then I'll just do it this way."
A burst of laughter and joy came from inside the car.
Only boasting and awkwardly smiling.
"Should we go to Yipinju? The roast goose there is still good."
Lin is still driving, looking at everyone through the front mirror.
Song Yue nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, okay.""
Everyone has no objections and agrees.
Only flamboyant and quirky.
"That place, isn't it very expensive?"
Lin still looked at his watch, reluctantly responding.
"If everyone had a good time, it would be great."
Zhang Yang noticed that Lin's tone was still off and quickly smiled, "Yes, yes, you're right."
Lin still felt that his good temper was really going to be worn away, shook his head, and focused on driving the car.
In no time, we arrived at Yipin Residence.
Lin still handed the key to the parking attendant and led a large group of people into the Yipin Residence.
The waiter led them to 306
After entering, Lin still sat casually.
Unfortunately, just as Song Yue was about to sit next to her, Zhang Yang pushed Song Yue aside and sat on Lin still's left side.
"Hey, Zhang Yang, why are you doing this?"
Song Yue gave Zhang Yang a dissatisfied glance.
Zhang Yang waved his hand and said, "What's here? Isn't there a seat here?"
Lin still pointed to the chair on his right hand and comforted Song Yue, "You come here to sit."
The menu is up.
Lin still wanted to push it to Song Yue, but was unexpectedly intercepted by Zhang Yang.
"Director Lin, I'll order first, isn't that too much?"