Chapter 60         Game

After Qin Lou said that, Song Shu was silent for a long time. She recalled all the contact between herself and the man from beginning to end, and finally shook her head helplessly.

"He is a very capable young generation. Even if he leaves Vio or Qinrui, there are still companies in the industry who want to poach him - even those companies that have been invested in and become bigger through his hands, it is said that many people offer him high annual salary dividends and want to hire him to take charge in the company - so I really can't think of anything that he wants but cannot get."

"Of course there is." Qin Lou curled his lips, and his smile showed a bit of madman's unrestrainedness and success.

Song Shu paused and said helplessly: "Don't keep it in hiding."

Qin Lou threw out two words with a smile: "Woman."

Song Shu's expression slugged slightly.

A few seconds later, she lowered her eyes helplessly, "Will you judge others too much?"

“…”

Qin Lou was silent.

After a few seconds, he reacted and pressed the clam shell that showed a little disgusting to him back and into the sofa in annoyance.

"Did I not get you?"

"?"

"He asked but couldn't get it. I'm different from him!"

"...Is your focus a little strange?" Song Shu asked helplessly. "As far as I know, although he has a bad temper, I don't know how many female employees value him for his bright future and want to climb his high points, right?"

"There is always something that doesn't care about money, power, and you don't care about things like this?"

"How can anyone who doesn't care about this kind of thing be able to do it in Vio..."

Song Shu's words stopped abruptly.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there was indeed an exception in Vio: she was young, but she was already in a high-ranking position, and was taken care of by the company **oss, Qin Lou, and she was smooth sailing from beginning to end, so she naturally didn't care about money and power at all...

Song Shu slowly frowned.

"You're talking about Qiaoqiao?"

Qin Lou nodded, "Well, it's her."

Song Shu looked up at Qin Lou, looking very serious, "I have said a long time ago that I don't want to bring Qiaoqiao into this matter."

"However, the fact is that no matter whether you want it or not, she has been caught in because of Chu Xiangbin."

Song Shu was silent for a moment, "What evidence do you have that Chu Xiangbin cares about Qiaoqiao... or even ask for it but cannot get it."

Qin Lou raised his hand and scratched his forehead, laughing silently.

"Why are you laughing at?" Song Shu glanced at him with a cool look with his eyes lightly.

Qin Lou said: "Let's make an appointment first, I'll tell you the answer, don't blame me."

“…No appointment.”

Qin Lou had no choice but to beg for mercy, "Okay. In fact, before this business trip, Chu Xiangbin already had a project in his hand. I asked him to come to E Country together, but he refused me without thinking."

"Then why--" Song Shu stopped, a sudden feeling appeared in his eyes, and then a complicated helplessness surged.

Qin Lou nodded innocently, "It's what you think. I tactfully expressed that our trip was special. If Luan Qiaoqing insisted on coming with me, I had no time to take care of her, something might happen to her that was not expected or expected."

Song Shu spoke with some difficulty: "Then Chu Xiangbin believed it and followed him?"

Qin Lou laughed, "If he really believed so, he wouldn't have been so prosperous in the industry in the past few years, and I wouldn't have been at ease with him to leave this matter to him."

"He didn't believe it?"

"At least 80% distrust."

"But he came anyway."

"That's right."

“…”

Song Shu didn't say the rest, and there was no need to say it again - if only 20% or even far from the possibility of tricking the man who seemed irritable and thick lines but was actually meticulous, Chu Xiangbin's attitude towards Luan Qiaoqing was indeed evident.

After thinking for a while, Song Shu suddenly looked back suspiciously at Qin Lou, "When did you know his attitude towards Qiaoqiao?"

Qin Lou thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't remember it a long time ago."

"How did you find out?"

"I have also seen other commercial spies. Chu Xiangbin is different from them. The lower the room, the better. He doesn't, he will do the opposite. But I noticed one thing - his Tyrannosaurus Rex has always been stable, but he is only concerned with subordinates in the department or team. When he meets other people in the company, he always ignores Luan Qiaoqing... except for Luan Qiaoqing."

Song Shu recalled the way the two got along, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "The needle is pointed at the wheat horn?"

"It's even more exaggerated than that." Qin Lou said mockingly.

Song Shu hesitated, "These two people have not made any progress over the years?"

"Well. Because he seems to have been misunderstood by Luan Qiaoqing and me," Qin Lou sneered, "Although I am crazy, my eyes are much better than him."

Song Shu: "...Don't say bad things about Qiaoqiao in secret."

Qin Lou snorted softly, "Have I said less about her in front of her?"

Song Shu frowned with a headache, "Then have you explained it to him?"

"Of course not." Qin Lou answered decisively.

This too proper attitude made Song Shu choke, "Are you resentful that he has been from diligent and sincere in his intentions?"

Qin Lou frowned, "The mall is like a battlefield, and there are all kinds of strategies. Why do I mind this?"

"…Then what do you mind?"

Qin Lou answered obediently according to his instinct, "Their affairs have nothing to do with me, why should I help them?"

"It's not a match, it's just a misunderstanding?"

"Who misunderstood?"

"I'm afraid anyone other than you will misunderstand?"

Qin Lou suddenly fell silent.

A few seconds later, he looked back at her and said indifferently: "Anyway, you were not here at that time. As long as you don't misunderstand something you don't mind, I don't care about anyone. I don't care if he likes to misunderstand."

Song Shu felt complicated when he heard it.

After a while, she sighed softly, reached out to rub the crazy man's half-wet and half-dry hair, "Do I really deserve to be glad that you didn't become a completely high-function anti-social society when I was away?"

Qin Lou grabbed her hand and kissed her in her palm, "Didn't you want me to live well? I won't."

“…”

Qin Lou leaned over, held Song Shu's hand and curled up his long legs on the sofa, and looked at her quietly, "Didn't I listen to you the most, little clam shell."

After looking at Qin Lou for a few seconds, Song Shu sighed.

"You know I can actually know that you are playing tricks with me now and pretending to be pitiful?"

Qin Lou held her hand and said nothing.

Song Shu sighed again, "Okay, I won't blame you for Qiaoqiao's matter."

“…”

A successful smile flashed through the little madman's eyes. He stood up and hugged Song Shu in his arms again, pressing her long hair and kissing her gently.

Song Shu sighed softly, "But I am still a little worried about Qiaoqiao."

"I don't need her to do anything..."

"I'm afraid she really likes Chu Xiangbin."

"Then like it."

"..." Song Shu avoided Qin Lou's kiss and looked back at him with a blank expression, "Do you want Qiaoqiao to get married early? It's best to move to the other end of the earth after getting married, so that you will never have to see her again?"

After Qin Lou heard this, "It turns out that the little clam shell understands me the best."

Song Shu: "…"

Qin Lou was about to do something while taking advantage of the beautiful scenery when he heard Song Shu’s cell phone ringing next to the sofa.

Song Shu reached out and took it to see it. Luan Qiaoqing was really on the caller ID.

Qin Lou retracted his gaze coldly, "This is why I want to send her out--as long as she can marry, I don't mind the other end of the earth or the other end of the solar system."

“…Be a person, Mr. Qin.”

Song Shu glanced at him helplessly and answered the phone.

The phone is connected.

Song Shu took the initiative to speak, "Minister Luan, is there any trouble if you can do so late?"

"Assistant Qin, which room is your?"

Song Shu paused slightly, "I'm ready to go to bed. If there is anything we can do tomorrow..."
To be continued...