Chapter 819 It’s Not About Calculation, It’s About Yes (9)

He was always like this, no matter how indifferent and devoid of any emotion he used to speak to others one second, he could always switch to the most affectionate and soft voice when speaking to her the next second.

Song Qingchun's heart instantly softened, and a lot of the depression in her heart was washed away. She held her phone and said in a soft tone: "Su Zhinian, you go do your work tonight, I'm fine..."

Su Zhinian on the other end of the phone remained silent, as if he was weighing the truth or falsehood of her words.

"...I'm really fine, I'm just a little annoyed by today's work." In order to make Su Zhinian believe in him, Song Qingchun tried his best to make his tone more resentful, and muttered to Su Zhinian. He got excited: "I am almost bored to death with all kinds of news every day, and you know what? The content of the news is all that, and it also has to make big breaking points..."

Su Zhinian knew that Song Qingchun was simple-minded. Often when she complained about something, she was really depressed about it. He listened to her endless complaints without any impatience. He quietly hung up the phone and didn't rush to review the documents. His expression was more focused than any other meeting.

The sunset outside the window is the most beautiful moment, dyeing the whole city red.

Su Zhinian leaned on the office chair, listening to her sentence after sentence without any complaints about repeating words, and his eyebrows became gentle.

Many years ago, when he was in the third year of high school with her, the same thing happened. She had some troubles with her classmates at school. When she came home, she angrily opened his bedroom door and threw her schoolbag on his bed. After throwing it, I squatted in front of him, commanding him to pour water, and started to say bad things about the other person.

Frankly speaking, he really didn't understand how a little girl could have so many grievances and grievances. He also didn't understand that the other party just stole her limelight. Why was she so angry?

But in his senior year of high school, his favorite time was when she complained to him like she did now.

Because only when a person regards another person as a reliable existence, can he speak out all the complaints in his heart so unscrupulously.

Song Qingchun, who was on the other end of the phone, finished complaining, and finally said in a complaining tone: "Oh, I won't tell you anymore, and you won't understand even if I tell you, how can the big boss understand the pain of a small employee?"

"Don't want to be a clerk? Then let's be the big BOSS..." Su Zhinian, who had listened silently to Song Qingchun's talk for so long, spoke in a low voice.

"Big boss? Su's company or Song's company? It's not like you don't know that I'm only interested in female anchors. Is it possible that you want me to be the big boss of TW?"

"OK……"

Song Qingchun really just said that casually, but he didn't expect that what he got in exchange was Su Zhinian's "Okay" without hesitation.

She was stunned on the other end of the phone.

Su Zhinian agreed so simply just to comfort her, right? But even though it was comfort, it still deeply touched her girlish heart.

After a while, Song Qingchun said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop making trouble..."

"Tingting..." Su Zhinian interrupted Song Qingchun's words lightly.

Song Qingchun paused for a moment, and then when he heard Su Zhinian, he still said in that cool tone: "...I'm not making trouble."