Chapter 549 A Quick Trip (9)

Not even half a minute after the text message was sent, Song Qingchun received a call from Cheng Qingcong.

Song Qingchun stared at the words "Cheng Qingcong" on the caller ID for about half a minute, then swiped the screen and put the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Miss Song." Cheng Qingcong asked her on the phone. He didn't even give her a chance to speak, so he apologized to her: "I'm sorry to bother you."

"Well...it doesn't matter..." Song Qingchun paused and asked, "Miss Cheng, do you have anything to do with me?"

Cheng Qingcong: "That's it, Miss Song. Ten days ago, I suddenly couldn't contact Mr. Su. There are many things in the company waiting for him to make a decision, so I can only take the liberty to come to you and ask. Ask, do you know where Mr. Su is now?"

It turned out that Miss Cheng called her to find Su Zhinian... However, he had no contact with her at all, so how could she know where he was?

Song Qingchun leaned on the bed and stared at the TV that was on in front of her. The corners of her eyes were dry. She swallowed and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Cheng, I don't know his whereabouts."

"So Miss Song, you don't know where Mr. Su is..." Cheng Qingcong's voice sounded a little disappointed. She seemed to be hesitating. After a while, she spoke again: "Miss Song , I wonder if I can trouble you with something?"

"you say……"

"Many people here have contacted Mr. Su, but he didn't answer any of them... So, could you please call Mr. Su and ask where he is?"

Call Su Zhinian. I'm afraid she is the least qualified person in this world to call him now, right?

Song Qingchun subconsciously tightened her phone and remained silent for a long time.

Cheng Qingcong seemed to be aware of her embarrassment. After being quiet for a long time, she asked, "Miss Song, is it inconvenient?"

"Well, it's really inconvenient for me to be abroad." Song Qingchun blinked and suppressed the pain in his eyes: "I still have something to do. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up now. Goodbye."

After Song Qingchun finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Song Qingchun turned off her phone and closed her eyes, no longer feeling sleepy at all.

She didn't know what was going on in her mind, and she just lay there in confusion. In the middle of the night, there was thunder outside the window, and it rained heavily. It wasn't until early morning that she was vaguely aware of the situation. Go to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

It was a sunny day in Tokyo after the rain, and the sky was exceptionally blue. Song Qingchun first had lunch in the hotel's cafeteria, then returned to the room, dressed up carefully, and left the hotel with her wallet.

Song Qingchun came to Japan purely on the spur of the moment, without making any strategies in advance, so she just walked and played wherever she pleased.

When she was passing by a square, she saw a group of people painting oil paintings around a large canvas.

She had studied art but was not very good at it, so she still paid for it and started playing with everyone.

Song Qingchun always felt that her trip to heal her emotional wounds was full of stories. She made friends, was confessed to, picked up her wallet, and even danced in the square... But she didn't expect that on the second day of her visit to Tokyo Oh my god, there was also a drama of being robbed of a bag in the street.