Song Tingshang drove himself, with Jiang Ke sitting in the co-pilot, Xiao Baozi sitting in the back seat, holding the Lego toy that Song Tingshang gave him.

"Song Tingshang, you shouldn't agree to Fu Hansheng as the spokesperson of the Fu Group." Jiang Ke turned his face sideways, looked at Song Tingshang, and whispered.

Song Tingshang's mouth raised, "Why?"

Jiang Ke took a deep breath and looked out the window, "I understand Fu Hansheng. He suddenly proposed that he wanted you to be the spokesperson of the Fu Group, and he must have a purpose. At that time, you will be his subordinate, and whatever he says will be."

Song Tingshang looked at the traffic light in front of him, stopped the car, put one hand on his chin, turned his head to look at Jiang Ke's side face, and laughed.

"Why are you laughing at?" Jiang Ke turned his head, looked at Song Tingshang, and asked in surprise.

"Jiang Ke, are you worried about me?" Song Tingshang's voice was very low, as if he was worried about someone who heard it.

Jiang Ke nodded immediately, pouted, and looked at Song Tingshang, "We are friends for so many years, of course I will worry about you."

Song Tingshang shrugged, "Don't worry. Although Fu Hansheng will definitely make things difficult for me with this excuse. However, if I become the spokesperson of the Fu Group, it means that I can be closer to you, right?"

"What?" Jiang Ke swallowed his saliva nervously twice, raised his head, and stared at Song Tingshang in surprise, "Why are you closer to me?"

Song Tingshang smiled but refused to answer, and turned his head, and the traffic light had turned green.

He kicked the accelerator and the car shook forward.

Jiang Ke's body leaned forward twice with the car, and held the handle on one side in fear.

"Is it okay?" Song Tingshang immediately raised one hand and blocked Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke shook his head, avoided Song Tingshang's hand, and leaned back: "It's okay."

At that moment just now, she always felt that she had seen it somewhere.

Without saying a word all the way, Song Tingshang sent Jiang Ke and Jiang Sui'an safely to his home.

Xiao Baozi jumped out of the car, turned around immediately, and looked at Song Tingshang: "Goddad, when will you come to see me again?"

Song Tingshang pinched the little bun's face, "If you are willing, your godfather can come to see you every day, okay?"

Xiao Baozi nodded happily and was about to speak, but Jiang Ke pulled her behind her.

She held Xiao Baozi's hand and said to Song Tingshang: "You go and do it quickly. I hope you will consider the spokesperson's matter carefully."

Song Tingshang did not answer, smiled, took a gift box from the car, and handed it to Jiang Ke: "I was going to give it to you yesterday. Didn't expect..."

"What is this?" Before Jiang Ke could raise his hand, Xiao Baozi immediately snatched the gift box from Song Tingshang.

Xiao Baozi opened the gift box without waiting for Jiang Ke's approval.

The gift box is a long white dress, and the collar of the skirt is inlaid with a circle of tender white pearls.

"Is this?" Jiang Ke looked at the things in the gift box, looked up in surprise and looked at Song Tingshang.

"Mark Mengli's new creation." Song Tingshang looked at the white long skirt and smiled, "Don't you like her design the most when you were abroad?"

"But, I heard that this time, Mark Mengli only made two." Jiang Ke looked at the skirt, raised one hand and touched it carefully.

Song Tingshang nodded: "The two are different. One is black and the other is white. The black one has been bought by someone."

"This thing is too expensive, I can't ask for it." Jiang Ke said, then covered the lid of the gift box, snatched it from Jiang Sui'an's hand, and handed it to Song Tingshang.

Song Tingshang put his hands behind him and blinked at the little bun.

Xiao Baozi nodded immediately, tiptoed, and took advantage of Jiang Ke's inattention and snatched the gift box: "Jiang Ke, this is the godfather's wish. It's just a skirt, don't let your godfather down."

"Jiang Sui'an..."

Jiang Ke was still about to speak, but saw Xiao Baozi holding the gift box, rushing his calves and heading straight upstairs.

"This kid..." Jiang Ke looked at Song Tingshang, pointing in the direction of the little bun with one hand.

Song Tingshang raised his lips and said, "You just accept it. Over the years, you have taken care of my body in every way and gave you a skirt, which is nothing."

Jiang Ke nodded, "Thank you, but you can't give me such expensive things in the future."

Song Tingshang smiled, stretched out a hand, and touched Jiang Ke's head: "Okay. I understand."

After saying that, he pointed to the direction of the stairs. "Go up quickly. The little bun shouldn't enter the door later."

Jiang Ke nodded and replied yes, then went upstairs.

Song Tingshang looked at Jiang Ke's back with a smile.

It was not until Jiang Ke gradually disappeared from his sight that he withdrew his gaze.

The gentle expression on his face restrained a little, his eyes stared at the direction where Jiang Ke had just left, and took out his cell phone from his arms.

"My little ancestor, where have you been?" Peng Lu, who was on the other end of the phone, immediately asked loudly when he heard Song Tingshang's voice.

"Peng Lu, prepare to sign the contract." Song Tingshang opened the car door and said to Peng Lu.

Peng Lu said ah: "I'm already signing."

"What?" Song Tingshang stopped the movement in his hand, frowned, and asked.

Peng Lu looked at Niu Kai sitting in front of him, smiled awkwardly, pointed to his cell phone, and slowly stood up.

She rushed to the door of the conference room as fast as possible, held the microphone of the mobile phone with one hand, and whispered to Song Tingshang: "Assistant Niu from the Fu Group has arrived at the company with the contract."

"So fast? It seems that Fu Hansheng is really impatient."

"Where are you?" Peng Lu's voice lowered, "The spokesperson of Fu Group, when did you win such a good opportunity? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Tingshang did not answer Peng Lu's words, started the car and whispered to Peng Lu over there: "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

...

Jiang Ke sat on the bed and looked at the gift box in front of him.

That skirt was indeed what she liked.

Mark Mengli is her favorite designer.

She opened the skirt and put it on her body with awe.

"Jiang Ke!" Xiao Baozi suddenly pushed open the door and was shocked when he saw Jiang Ke wearing a skirt.

He walked forward two steps, held the corner of the skirt, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Ke in surprise: "Goddad has such a good look. This skirt is simply made for you."
Chapter completed!