Song Li came from that cafe just now, and it was crowded and there was no place at all.

This manager obviously did not give her a chance to choose.

"It's okay, but you might have to speak louder, after all, it's very noisy here."

"Okay, thank you very much."

The manager took Song Li to a small private room to sit down. The sound insulation effect of the private room was pretty good. Although the sound of dancing outside was still audible, it was no longer as deafening as before.

He took out the contract signed seriously and put it on the table and said, "Originally, Xiaochen should have handed over this matter to you, but because his mother celebrated her birthday today, I asked him to go back early in the evening. Then the contract was urgent, so I asked you to come and lie down."

"It's okay." Song Li put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes gently, "Just say it directly."

From the moment they met, Song Li felt that something was wrong with this person's eyes.

There was no "urgent business" in his eyes, but instead he was full of exploration.

"There are several places in this contract that require you to sign..."

"Hello."

Just as the manager was about to get to the point, the waiter at the bar happened to come in, holding two cocktails in his hand.

"Let's go." The manager said, then looked at Song Li: "Miss Song, I'll go to the bathroom, you can sit for a while."

"good."

Song Li narrowed her eyes. After the door of the private room was closed, she picked up the cocktail at hand and shook it gently, put it in front of her nose and smelled it. A dark light flashed in her pupils.

It seems that the "side job" behind the scenes of this real estate manager is very disgraceful, but she has been curious over the past few years and suddenly wants to know what the sales manager is doing.

Walking out of the private room, the violent disco music instantly came into her ears.

It's simply deafening.

Song Li rubbed her ears and walked towards the bathroom. After only two steps, she could vaguely hear the conversation between the sales manager and a man.

In fact, if the discooling here wasn't too loud, she would have heard what they said in the private room.

"Brother Li really looks like the person you gave me the photo, and he has not even changed his age." The manager's voice was a little anxious: "Brother Li, you have to help me. I really owe a lot of money. If this order is successful, I will be able to turn over."

"In recent years, many people like that person have been sent. I also hope that someone can succeed. This will complete Mr. Ye's commission, but none of them succeeded."

Mr. Ye?

Song Li frowned gently. Could it be a member of the Ye family?

"Brother Li, you believe me this time, but I haven't clearly stated the purpose to her. But if she can accomplish such a great thing, she will definitely feel happy."

The next second, Brother Li lit a cigarette and said, "Okay, then you can take me to take a look."

When she returned to the private room, Song Li was still sitting in her original position and had already drunk half of the cocktail in front of her.

Of course she didn't drink it and then poured it over.

Brother Li was stunned when he saw her, rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes.

After that, he looked at her: "Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

A cute girl is always eighteen no matter how old she is.
Chapter completed!