And the two persons sat down.
"Have you girls ordered?"
Annabelle shook her head, "not yet, we were waiting for you!"
Song Jing nodded and he called the waiter over.
All three of them were having Western.
After picking the food, the three said there and chatted.
"President Song…"
Right after Dorie spoke, Song Jing turned his head over and looked at her, "don't call me president Song, just call me Song Jing or Jing like Annabelle!"
"Is that all right?" Dorie asked.
"Annabelle's friend is my friend too, of course it's all right! Aren't that what names being for?" Song Jing looked at Dorie and said indifferently.
Dorie was well pleased hearing that.
She looked at Song Jing and she had a good impression of him.
"All right, then I shall not be too modest!" Dorie chuckled.
Song Jing nodded. At that time, their meals were served and they dived in their food.
"Oh right, I heard that you are setting up a branch in A city?" Dorie looked at Song Jing and asked.
Song Jing nodded in agreement. The man suddenly recalled something, "when the company is set up, we will be organizing a dinner party. Both you and Annabelle should come!"
When Dorie heard that, she was stunned, "can I go too?"
"Of course!" Song Jing nodded in affirmation, "I will send you an invitation card!"
"Then let me thank you in advance!" Dorie said smilingly.
She must admit that she was very pleased with her impression with Song Jing. At least much better than Alistair.
Dorie's impression of Alistair was almost a negative score!
The three of them were having a good time chatting while eating. At that time, Song Jing's phone rang. He picked up his phone and looked at the number, and then he answered it.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President