Translator: Zayn_
Song Qingyou didnât usually read Weibo, so after giving Jiang Xuyan and the others a like, she didnât follow up.
It was not until Fang Yan called that she found out that Jiangyuan Group had plans to cooperate with her.
When she heard the words on the phone, âYou can choose the product endorsement,â Song Qingyou felt that it was strange.
âYou want me to choose all kinds of endorsements? What if I choose a product that already has a spokesperson?â
âYou have the highest priority,â Fang Yan said without changing his expression.
Song Qingyou was speechless.
âJust because I made that Weibo post?â she asked after two seconds of silence.
If those celebrities knew that it was so easy to cling onto a thigh, they would probably regret not being brave back then, right?
Fortunately, Fang Yan denied this thought.
âItâs all thanks to your help that Cao Manli took the initiative to apologize.â
This reason sounded much more normal.
However-
âOf course I can be the spokesperson, but Iâd rather not steal someone elseâs endorsement.â
âHow about this? When the logistics company that Iâm working with Mr. Jiang officially starts operations, Iâll be the spokesperson.â
âIs that okay?â Fang Yan was stunned.
Song Qingyou herself was half the boss of the logistics company. Even if Jiang Zhihan didnât ask her, she would have no problem being the spokesperson for her company.
Saying so now was equivalent to wasting an opportunity to get the Jiangyuan Corporationâs endorsement.
âNo problem. The company is under the name of Jiangyuan Corporation.â
If she were to endorse the company again, outsiders would definitely think that this logistics company was a subsidiary of the Jiangyuan Group.
When Fang Yan heard this, he thought that Song Qingyou might have her own plans, so he could only agree.
Before hanging up, he asked the question that he had been pondering for a long time, âMiss Song, your cat⦠How is it? Does it usually eat cat food?â
The thought of President Jiang eating cat food terrified him.
âCat?â Song Qingyou didnât understand. âHeâs fine, but he doesnât eat cat food. He prefers the food I make for it⦠Why is Assistant Fang suddenly asking about this?â
âI like your cat very much, and Iâve even thought of buying itâ¦â
âYou canât.â Song Qingyou said without hesitation, âZhizhi is my family. I wonât sell him to anyone.â
Hearing the seriousness in the other partyâs words, Fang Yan gave up on the idea of using a high price to test and verify.
âI understand. However, if Miss Song is too busy with work and canât take care of it, you can leave the cat with me.â
Song Qingyou was speechless.
âAssistant Fang⦠Arenât you busier than me?â
Fang Yan, who was thinking about setting up a cat litter box and a cat tree in the CEOâs office, said firmly, âThere must be time to take care of the cat!â
Anyway, his job included Jiang Zhihanâs daily life. Now that Mr. Jiang had turned into a cat, it was the same.
Song Qingyou was speechless.
She really could not tell that Fang Yan was a cat slave.
Since the other party was so enthusiastic, she had no reason not to agree.
It just so happened that if she and Chen Lan were not free, Zhizhi would have a new place to go.
In the afternoon, it was announced that the second episode of the All-Class Challenge would be broadcast two days later.
With the reversal of the Jiangyuan Corporation incident, coupled with the high viewership ratings and broadcast volume of the first episode of the show, and the fact that the second episode was recorded in such a large company, there were many people who came to watch the trailer.
Song Qingyou reposted the show trailer, then leaned back on the sofa and watched two episodes of The Empress.
She wanted to rest for a day or two while the program had just finished recording.
Unexpectedly, just as she turned on the television, someone called.
The phone rang. Before Song Qingyou could walk over, Jiang Zhihan, who was sitting next to her, stretched his neck. When he saw the name âXu Qinianâ on the screen, he pretended to casually swipe his paw.
The call was instantly hung up.
Song Qingyou was stunned. âWhy did you hang up?â
âForget it, let me see who calledâ¦â
She reached out to take the phone, but his two paws kept pressing on it, refusing to let go.
âZhizhi-â
Song Qingyou wanted to coax her cat to let go, so she brought over the tablet she had bought for the cat.
However, it was useless.
After a while, her phone rang again.
Song Qingyou was about to pick up her cat when she saw the caller ID half-blocked by the catâs paw.
âSo itâs him.â
After Xu Qinian had given her roses, Song Qingyou had received a few calls from him. Every time, he would either ask her out for dinner or to go out to play.
No matter how slow Song Qingyou was, she knew that the other party was interested in her.
She had seriously rejected him, but this person was still unwilling to give up.
Thinking of this, Song Qingyou retracted her hand.
âIf Zhizhi doesnât want me to answer it, then I wonât answer it.â
She didnât know how to reject Xu Qinian again.
Jiang Zhihan noticed Song Qingyouâs impatience towards Xu Qinian, and his mood instantly brightened.
After a while, he took the initiative to let go of his claws.
Song Qingyou took back her phone and replied to Xu Qinianâs message.
His dark green cat eyes saw Song Qingyou lie that she was busy, and his mood improved.
Just as he bent his legs and wanted to continue lying down to rest, the familiar ringtone rang again.
The cat immediately looked up, wanting to see if it was Xu Qinian again.
But the phone was in Song Qingyouâs hand, and before he could see it clearly, the call was connected.
âSenior?â
Jiang Zhihan couldnât help but want to get closer to hear the name, so he stepped onto the back of the sofa.
Song Qingyou leaned back, burying his head in her neck.
Jiang Zhihan wanted to look up with a red face, but Song Qingyou held him down.
âQingyou, I guess youâre free now.â
He Yuanâs voice came clearly from the other end of the phone.
He had obviously deduced it after seeing the program trailer.
Jiang Zhihan thought, 7 never expected someone else to call her right after 1 got rid of Xu Qinian!â
âYou should still remember what the teacher said about the play, right? This afternoon, thereâs a drama performance at the Jing City Theater. I asked someone for two tickets. Do you want to go and watch it together?â
Of course, Song Qingyou remembered what Cui Xuelin had told her.
Thinking that there were not plays performed every day in the Jing City Theater, this opportunity came at the right time for her, so she agreed very straightforwardly.
âThen Iâll drive over to pick you up. Send me the address and location later.â
âAlright.â
Song Qingyou hung up and patted the cat on her shoulder.
âZhizhi, Iâm going out later. Be good and stay here.â
With that, she went back to her room to change.
When she came out again, she had changed from her home clothes into a plain dress.
Seeing that Song Qingyou didnât want to bring him along, Jiang Zhihan jumped over and grabbed Song Qingyouâs skirt with his claws.
The girl and the cat looked at each other.
âYou want to come with me?â Song Qingyou didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
Jiang Zhihan blinked, âMeow!â
Looking at her cat acting cute, Song Qingyou couldnât bear to leave him at home.
She sighed and scooped the cat up. âSince youâre acting coquettishly, Iâll bring you there.â
âMeow-!â
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