Chapter 546
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Half a minute after the message was sent, Song Qingchun received a call from Cheng Qingchong.
Song Qingchun stared at the name 'Cheng Qingchong' on the screen for about half a minute before she swiped the screen and placed the phone beside her ear.
"Miss Song, how are you?" Cheng Qingchong didn't even give Song Qingchun a chance to speak before apologizing. "I'm so sorry to disturb you."
"Hmm … It's okay …" Song Qingchun paused before asking, "Miss Cheng, how can I help you?"
Cheng Qingchong said, "Well, Miss Song, ten days ago, I suddenly couldn't get in touch with CEO Su. There are a lot of things in the company waiting for his decision, so I had to take the liberty of coming here to ask if you know where CEO Su is now."
So, Miss Cheng was calling me to look for Su Zhinian … But I haven't contacted him at all, so how would I know where he is?
Song Qingchun leaned against the headboard and stared at the television before her. Her eyes were dry, and she swallowed hard before saying, "I'm sorry, Miss Cheng, I don't know where he is."
"So, Miss Song, you don't know where CEO Su is either …" Cheng Qingchong's voice was laced with disappointment. She seemed to be hesitating about something, and after a long time, she added, "Miss Song, I wonder if I can trouble you with something?"
"What is it?"
"Many people on my side have tried to contact CEO Su, but he didn't pick up any of them … So, do you mind giving CEO Su a call and asking him where he is?"
Give CEO Su a call? I'm probably the last person in this world who has the right to give him a call, right?
Song Qingchun gripped her phone subconsciously and didn't say anything for a long time.
Cheng Qingchong seemed to sense her hesitation, and after a long silence, she asked, "Miss Song, is it a problem?"
"Yes, I'm overseas, so it's really a problem." Song Qingchun blinked to suppress the pain in her eyes. "I still have something to do, so if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. Goodbye."
Then, Song Qingchun hung up in a hurry.
Song Qingchun turned off her phone and closed her eyes. She didn't feel sleepy at all.
She didn't know what was going on in her mind. She just lay there in a daze. In the middle of the night, there was thunder outside the window and it rained heavily. She only fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
When he woke up, it was already noon.
The sky in Tokyo was exceptionally blue after the rain. Song Qingchun had her lunch at the hotel buffet before returning to her room. She put on some makeup and left the hotel with her wallet.
Song Qingchun had come to Japan on a whim; she had not prepared any strategy beforehand, so she just went wherever she wanted to go.
When she passed by a square, she saw a group of people drawing oil paintings in front of a large canvas.
She had studied art before, but she wasn't very good at it. She still took out some money and played with everyone.
Song Qingchun had always thought this trip was full of stories. She had made friends, been confessed to, picked up a wallet, and even danced in the square … but she really didn't expect that on the second day of her trip, she would be robbed on the street.
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