You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

With her words, Wen Xuyan ordered another one.

They all ordered, and Yan Yue followed their lead and ordered one too.

After the meal, Song Buci sent everyone home one by one. Then he received a call from the interviewer while in the driver's seat.

"Is this Miss Song?" the girl on the other end asked timidly.

"It is me." Song Buci responded.

The other end immediately became happy after hearing this, "Are you free now?"

"I want to go for the interview now." His voice revealed anticipation.

Song Buci thought that he had nothing to do right now, so he said, "Okay, let's meet in a cafe and talk."

"Okay okay."

Song Buci found a cafe nearby and sent the location to the other party.

While waiting for the other party to arrive, Song Buci sat in his seat drinking coffee and watching videos.

Maybe because she follows a lot of music teachers, her software recommends all kinds of music to her.

She was watching and listening with headphones on.

The other party didn't make Song Buci wait for long. Ten minutes later, he appeared in the cafe panting with his violin on his back.

After she came in and looked around, she finally locked onto Song Buci who was sitting in the corner. The woman was wearing a purple long dress and walked over with a violin in her hand.

"Hello, are you Miss Song?"

After hearing the voice, Song Buci put down his phone and looked her up and down. Although she was in her thirties, she looked very well maintained. She had a decent makeup on her face and looked very charming with this dress.

But Song Buci noticed that her hands, which were holding the violin, were rather rough, and it looked like they were caused by doing housework or other work frequently.

"Please sit down." Song Buci nodded, then stood up and asked her to sit across from him. After they both sat down, Song Buci asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Then he handed over the tissue: "Wipe the sweat on your forehead."

"Thank you."

After ordering coffee and wiping the sweat off his face, the other party immediately opened his bag, took out his resume and pushed it in front of Song Buci.

"This is my resume, take a look."

Song Buci took it and looked at it carefully, then put it down and said, "Is the violin not rusty?"

"No." The woman immediately shook her head. "I can play a song for you right now."

She really needed to listen, but this was a cafe and she couldn't let the other party poop here.

"Come to my place tomorrow and play it for me?" Song Buci asked with a smile.

The other person shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of being laughed at, it's right here."

As he said that, he opened the violin he brought with him and started tinkering with it.

Seeing this, Song Buci had no choice but to stand up and go to the cashier.

After briefly explaining the situation, I didn't expect the store manager across the street to be so happy to accept it. The female store manager smiled gently and said, "Sure, you can invite her to the middle of our store so that everyone can appreciate her."

After the negotiation, Song Buci went back and told her the news, and the other party was extremely grateful.

Say thank you several times.

She stood in the middle of the cafe with her violin, and not many people came to drink coffee in the cafe.

The few people here are a group of office workers who are busy working.

When they found out someone was going to play the violin, they didn't have much of an objection.

"Go ahead." Seeing her hesitation, Song Buci comforted her, "How can I know your skills if you don't go?"

The lady who was comforted smiled, then stood in the middle and started pulling.

The pleasant voice drifted into the ears of everyone in the store, and their eyes fell on her.

The lady playing the violin was really beautiful, and her cheap purple dress looked classy at that moment.

Song Buci nodded as he listened. If he has the ability, he must be hired!

Moreover, Ms. Liang has a fan base.

After the song ended, Ms. Liang bowed to everyone. She walked up to Song Buci and asked nervously, "What do you think?"

"I think it's great." He gave her a thumbs-up and said, "Congratulations, you're hired. Please be at the studio on time tomorrow."

When Ms. Liang heard this, her eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

"Thank you, I will be there on time."

The interview was over, and it was already past eight o'clock when she sat in the driver's seat again.

It’s time to buy some groceries and go home to cook.

After buying the groceries, I came back, pressed the elevator button, and waited by the side playing with my phone.

Song Buci was so engrossed in playing with his phone that he didn't even notice that there was someone suddenly next to him.

Only after hearing the sound of the elevator did Song Buci come to his senses and walk in.

After pressing the elevator button, Song Buci casually asked, "Which floor are you on?"

"12nd Floor."

After hearing the answer, Song Buci looked at the elevator button again, then nodded. They were on the same floor.

After reading it, she lowered her head and prepared to continue playing with her phone. She suddenly realized that the only person living with her on the 12th floor was Fu Nanfeng.

She immediately looked up and found Fu Nanfeng standing beside her, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the ingredients for tonight's cooking.

"Are you off work?" Song Buci was surprised. He didn't expect him to get off work so early.

"Yes." Fu Nanfeng nodded, then his eyes fell on the bag in Song Buci's hand, which he bought in the same mall.

"Are you planning to cook for yourself?" Fu Nanfeng asked.

Song Buci looked down at the ingredients he was holding, and finally nodded: "Yes, I plan to make it myself."

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll do it, just bring someone over and it'll be done." Fu Nanfeng said with a smile.

Song Buci shook his head and refused. Although the food she cooked was not very delicious, he might be able to eat it.

He went to the other person's house for dinner yesterday and went again today. After going there so many times, Song Buci felt that he would subconsciously treat the other person's house as his own.

"No, no, I can buy it and do it myself, no need to trouble you." Song Buci said with a smile.

At this time, the elevator arrived. When the elevator door opened, two people came out one after the other.

Standing in front of their respective homes, Song Buci felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

She quickly opened the door and went in. Just as she was about to close the door, she saw Fu Nanfeng standing there looking at her.

Song Buci smiled at him and said, "I'll go get busy first, you should get busy too."

Then she quickly closed the door, threw the key aside, patted her chest, and frowned slightly.

I don't know why, but I think he's so handsome when I see him like that.

Dressed in a black custom-made suit, he looks tall and mighty, but he combines the advantages of both domestic and foreign styles.

The golden hair is particularly eye-catching. The first thing you see when you look at him is his golden hair, followed by his straight features and blue eyes.

There was a faint smile on his lips, and a sense of gentleness came over him.

Fu Nanfeng's gentle appearance appeared in his mind, and Song Buci quickly shook his head.

I raised my hand and patted my face, warning myself: "Don't think about it, no matter how handsome he is, he is not yours."