After rebirth, Mrs. Huo only wanted a divorce

Song Qingchuan knew that Song Man was particularly nervous during the game beta test today, so he took the time to come over and cheer her up.

Hearing Song Man's suggestion, Song Qingchuan looked at Qiao Shinian and asked politely, "Does Miss Qiao mind?"

Since Song Qingchuan had given her a less friendly impression in the past, Qiao Shinian was not very willing to have dinner alone with Song Qingchuan.

But since Song Man had spoken and Song Qingchuan had asked the same question, it seemed impolite for her to refuse directly.

Song Qingchuan had helped her after all. Not to mention the time when he blocked paint for her, he had helped a lot in this game beta test.

"Mr. Song, you are joking. I just wanted to invite you to dinner. If you don't think it's not serious enough, let's have a simple meal together first."

After all, they were inviting Song Qingchuan, so they booked a table in a restaurant that had an elegant environment and was famous not only for its dishes but also for its Kung Fu tea according to his preferences.

Qiao Shinian and Song Qingchuan went downstairs and were about to wait for the driver to come when a man in a suit with a computer bag in his hand hurried towards them.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Qiao?"

Song Qingchuan blocked him for Qiao Shinian, "What do you do?"

"I have no ill intentions. I just want to discuss the project with Mr. Qiao. I hope Mr. Qiao can take a look at my proposal."

The man took out a file bag and said, "Mr. Qiao, can I spare you a few minutes?"

Qiao Shinian did not answer the call directly because he did not know the details of the person who suddenly appeared. Instead, he said, "If you want to discuss cooperation, you can send it to our company email first. If you meet the conditions, someone will naturally contact you."

The man suddenly became anxious and said that he had heard that the "World" game had received angel investment from Yiming. He had sent his plans to the mailbox many times, but none of them passed the review.

So he wanted to go and recommend himself, but the security guard treated him as a salesman and did not allow him to enter the building.

The investment bank receives a lot of project investment proposals every day, especially after hearing that she invested in a little-known game studio, there are even more in the gaming sector.

Those who do not meet the requirements or are considered by investors to have no potential will be rejected directly. This should also be one of the reasons for rejection.

"Mr. Qiao, although my game is not mature enough, it has a really good story. I believe that after it is perfected, it will be loved by players!" said the man.

Song Qingchuan had already waved to call the security guard.

Qiao Shinian glanced at the man. The suit he was wearing was not custom-made and upon closer inspection it seemed not to be a good fit. His expression was filled with desire and caution.

So Qiao Shinian looked at Song Qingchuan, "Mr. Song, do you mind waiting for me for a few minutes?"

Song Qingchuan was obviously a little surprised.

After all, in his opinion it was just a waste of time.

If everyone is treated with compassion or given a chance, then they won't have to do anything else.

But he still respected Qiao Shinian and said, "Mr. Qiao, please do as you please."

The driver had already driven the car over and Song Qingchuan got in first.

Asking the security guard to stand guard nearby, Qiao Shinian took the plan and quickly flipped through it.

The selling points and key points of the man’s game are fairly clear and easy to understand at a glance, but his game is indeed a bit simple and does not meet investment standards.

Qiao Shinian closed the plan, explained the reason to the other party and politely declined him.

Although the man was disappointed, he still thanked Qiao Shinian politely.

By the time Qiao Shinian got in the car, half a quarter of an hour had passed. She apologized to Song Qingchuan in the car.

Song Qingchuan smiled slightly, "Miss Qiao is always so kind?"

Qiao Shinian said truthfully, "I don't have any good intentions. I just think this might be the last string that holds him back. If it breaks, he might not be able to hold on any longer."

Song Qingchuan, "I don't question Miss Qiao's meaning, but don't you think your time is more valuable?"

Of course Qiao Shinian could hear the implication of Song Qingchuan's words. Whether other people collapsed or not was their own business. Why waste your precious time on others?

Qiao Shinian smiled and said, "Sometimes a turning point in things happens in a very small moment."

"He mustered up all his courage to come over, and I wasted a few minutes to give him a chance to show off. Even though he may not succeed right away, he will probably have the confidence to work towards success."

After saying that, Qiao Shinian laughed at himself, "Or, Mr. Song can also regard it as my heart bursting with saintliness."

Song Qingchuan glanced at Qiao Shinian, without saying whether he agreed or not, and started talking about other topics.

About half an hour later, the driver drove the car to the restaurant.

The environment here is indeed very good, and it also has a membership system, so non-members are not allowed to enter.

Qiao Shinian often has to deal with customers, so he naturally respects members.

After they entered the restaurant, the waiter led them to a compartment on the second floor.

This place is not as enclosed as the private room, but each compartment is separated by a bead curtain or screen, which also achieves the effect of privacy.

Although it was Qiao Shinian who treated them all, Song Qingchuan was responsible for ordering food and other matters. He also politely asked Qiao Shinian about his preferences, made and poured tea himself, and behaved like a gentleman to the end.

The whole meal was quite harmonious. Song Qingchuan would lead the topic and when Qiao Shinian spoke, he would listen politely, and there was no awkwardness at all.

Even though Song Qingchuan was like a noble gentleman, gentle and just the right manner, Qiao Shinian still couldn't trust him as much as she did Mo Xiuyuan.

Qiao Shinian always felt that Song Qingchuan was like a man wearing a perfect mask: noble, elegant, considerate, not overly flattering, and not as cold in his bones as Huo Yanci.

But it is precisely because of this perfection that people feel unreal and cannot touch his true thoughts and emotions.

Mo Xiuyuan said that Song Qingchuan never wasted time on unimportant people, and Song Qingchuan was indeed patient with her.

It was absolutely impossible for him to have a crush on her, and Qiao Shinian couldn't feel anything at all.

Then why does Song Qingchuan treat me like this?

Is it just because of Song Man that you show kindness to her?

Qiao Shinian was thinking when he suddenly heard some noise outside.

"My eldest master, you should also wear glasses and a mask. If you are photographed by those illegitimate fans and followed, how can you live in peace!"

Qiao Shinian raised his head and looked outside. It was Zhou Yangying, and the person talking to him should be his agent. They were being led by the waiter to the next compartment.

Perhaps feeling her gaze, Zhou Yangying also looked inside.

Soon, Zhou Yangying saw her and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Miss, why are you here too!"

After greeting, Zhou Yangying saw Song Qingchuan standing beside him and nodded politely again.

Song Qingchuan smiled back, "Mr. Zhou, right? Do you want to have dinner together?"

Zhou Yangying glanced at Qiao Shinian, who showed no disgust. He then glanced at his agent and said, "They are my friends. How about sitting together?"

The agent felt that something was wrong and was about to find a reason to refuse when he suddenly saw someone and immediately waved at the other person.