Look at Tang Xiaobao's dress and appearance. He looks so young. How could men not guess his identity?

When he saw Jiang Qing again, his face was filled with despair and his legs were trembling.

It's over, it's over. I've run into trouble today and I'm definitely going to lose this job.

As expected, as soon as Jiang Qing saw the man in front of him, he frowned and said, "Qi Song, why are you here? What are you doing here during working hours?"

"What?"

Tang Xiaobao sneered, took out his cell phone and started playing the recording.

He didn't want to say anything more.

Qi Song lowered his head, his face full of shame and despair.

Jiang Qing's face also turned red, and he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

That’s right, it’s all Qi Song’s fault.

But Jiang Qing is Qi Song's immediate superior. No, he is Qi Song's superior's superior. How could he not be responsible when his subordinate committed such a thing?

Jiang Qing cursed Qi Song in his heart and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Staring at Qi Song, Jiang Qing's eyes were sharp and full of contempt. "Qi Song, I've heard for a long time that you and Zhang Xian from the marketing department had an unusual relationship. I never thought it was true. Moreover, you're already married, and you still have the nerve to hook up with someone else. What's even more hateful is that you actually hooked up with someone during working hours and tried to get your colleagues to help you cover up the lie... You, you, you really made me lose face."

Yes, Jiang Qing is really feeling ashamed and angry now.

The big boss rarely comes to the company, so how come he caught Qi Song quietly the first time he came?