Lin Qingqing was willing to give her hand to Song Yiyuan because he had been really considerate to her recently and was no longer as self-righteous as before, thinking about her everywhere.
He was also willing to give her a trial of medicine. No matter what she gave him, he would just take it without asking.
This can be regarded as trusting her from the bottom of my heart.
At least she can't trust anyone so unconditionally yet.
Song Yiyuan held Lin Qingqing's hand and carefully looked at his feet. On the surface, there was no big change from usual.
There is just a smile on the corners of the lips.
The two walked for a while and came across a row of stone benches.
"Have a rest?" Song Yiyuan asked Lin Qingqing to sit down.
Lin Qingqing was a little tired early on. He hadn't exercised for a long time. His muscles were weak and he couldn't build up any strength for this movement.
She sat down, and Song Yiyuan let go of her hand with some reluctance.
There is no tender and soft touch in my hand, as if something is missing.
He had to let go. He had to open the soda and cans to clean them.
"Drink some soda."
Song Yiyuan tore open a corner of the soda and handed it to Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing took it when she was thirsty and drank half the bag in one breath.
These are made of colorings and flavors. In the past, she would not touch such things, but technology and hard work did not exist in the 1970s, and the food was pure green, and she ate it occasionally She is okay with ordering snacks made with such chemicals.
After drinking less than half the bag, she reached her limit. She handed it back to Song Yiyuan.
"I can't finish it."
Song Yiyuan didn't dislike it at all. He took it and drank the remaining half of the bag.
Lin Qingqing: "..." I gave it to you, not for you to drink.
Forget it, she had finished drinking anyway, and she compromised with herself in her heart.
It’s only around three-thirty now, so it’s still early, so go up the mountain slowly and go down the mountain quickly.
The two of them sat on the stone bench and rested for a while~ The shade of the trees here was thick and it was very cool.
Song Yiyuan looked at the treetops swaying in the wind, and she told Lin Qingqing about the prescription for facial plaster.
"Qingqing, I asked you about the state-owned pharmaceutical factory in Kyoto. They are interested in buying your facial balm prescription and are willing to negotiate a share."
"But they can share it. "How much?"
"Do you want to go to Kyoto?"
He looked at Lin Qingqing intently. , with a seductive tone.
Lin Qingqing raised her eyebrows: "Did you do it on purpose?"
Song Yiyuan was playing tricks again.
Song Yiyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Not really. The pharmaceutical factory in Kyoto is strong. There is no need to worry about financial weakness and they can also accept the share.way. Local pharmaceutical companies generally cannot accept profit sharing, and they are not insured. ”
Lin Qingqing knew what Song Yiyuan meant when he said it was not safe. In the next few years, many state-owned factories will be affected by the reform and opening up and will lay off a large number of employees. There are also many factories that cannot survive.
It is indeed a good choice to cooperate with a pharmaceutical company in Kyoto, and it is definitely more reliable to sign the share-sharing contract yourself
In addition, you have to check out the two sets of courtyard houses and two sets of shops that you just got. Look, at this time, there are many state-owned factories that are not related to personal real estate, and there are also many people who occupy courtyards and are unwilling to move out.
Deputy Commander Liao bought these places for her. I would definitely not buy a house with unclear procedures, but if I didn't go there or find someone to look after it, problems would arise over time.
Song Yiyuan saw that Lin Qingqing didn't refuse immediately. He said softly: "It just so happens that my grandpa wants to meet you. He is very old. I am the only unmarried one in the family. He is worried about me now. He has a bad heart. He is probably worried every day, unable to sleep or eat. good. "
He knew that Lin Qingqing was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. As long as he didn't force herself on her and talked softly to her, there shouldn't be a big problem.
So he moved out of his own house The grandfather made Qingqing feel soft.
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Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan and promised him to go to Kyoto, but he couldn't say it. Just agree to prevent him from having trouble.
Moreover, the medicine at the base will take some time, and it will take a week before she can get around to it.
"Let me think about it." Bar. "
Lin Qingqing said calmly.
Song Yiyuan chuckled: "Okay. "
As long as he doesn't reject it directly, there is something to be said for it.
He has already vaguely figured out Lin Qingqing's temperament and handling style.
The two of them blew the mountain Feng, sitting side by side, felt the tranquility and stopped talking.
After a while, the couple who had just been in the pergola also came down the mountain.
They saw Song Yiyuan. The two rested here, knowing that they were leaving some space on purpose.
The gay man said goodbye to them warmly and threw a few White Rabbit toffees to Song Yiyuan.
Song Yiyuan gave it to Lin Qingqing, and the two sat for a while.
It was almost half past four, and it was time to go down the mountain to get the photo.
Song Yiyuan: "Let's go. Well, it should be around 4:50 when we get down to the mountain. "
Lin Qingqing tucked a strand of hair blown by the wind behind her ears, stood up, turned around, picked up her bag and walked down the mountain.
Suddenly her left hand was picked up, and Song Yiyuan The slightly rough palm holds her hand.
"I'm in front, and you're unloading on me. ”
Lin Qingqing did not pull back her hand and followed him down the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain, where more and more people began to gather.
Song Yiyuan still held her hand.
Lin Qingqing patted Song Yiyuan's hand, and he turned around in shock: "What's wrong?"
Lin Qingqing lowered his head and looked at the hands they were holding.
Song Yiyuan followed his gaze with a tender smile on his face.
He tapped the couple in front of him with his chin, his back to them, and said, "Look, they are holding hands. You have to hold hands when you go to the park."
Lin Qingqing stared. Looking at Song Yiyuan, his gentle expression just now suddenly turned cold, and he looked away with cold eyes.
Lin Qingqing followed his gaze and looked over.
Those were several gay men arm-in-arms. They kept looking at themselves. After being glanced at by Song Yiyuan, they all turned their heads sharply.
Lin Qingqing: "..." What kind of small-mindedness is this.
She let Song Yiyuan hold her hand. Anyway, the car arrived on the other side of the road, so she could hold her for two minutes at most.
At this time, Song Yiyuan deliberately slowed down.
He turned around and asked Lin Qingqing: "Don't you feel tired?"
Lin Qingqing: "Much better."
Song Yiyuan: "I'm so tired, my legs I'm tired, I have to walk slower."
Lin Qingqing: "..."
Seeing that Song Yiyuan was walking slower than her.
She was so angry and funny, pulling Song Yiyuan quickly to the car.
Song Yiyuan was afraid that Lin Qingqing’s arm would hurt, so he immediately adjusted his pace and walked shoulder to shoulder with her.