Chapter 15 That man has no hair. If he does, he's smarter than a monkey.

The Song family members were so angry at Jian Xi that their faces changed, but Song Yichen smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"As expected of my wife, the best mouth substitute!"

After leaving the Song family, he smiled all the way. When waiting for the traffic light, he insisted on pulling Jian Xi, who was in the driver's seat, for a deep French kiss.

Beep beep beep!

The car behind was honking its horn frantically.

Jian Xi pushed him away and continued driving calmly.

Song Yichen licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and smiled contentedly.

That's great.

It’s great to have a wife.

An idea flashed through his mind, and Song Yichen asked Jian Xi seriously: "Wife, can I really support the whole family by myself?"

Jian Xi: “That’s right.”

Song Yichen picked up the camera and started fiddling with it again. Since the car accident, he almost never put down his camera.

"I'm pretty great, but I'm really not interested in doing business right now. Maybe my dad is right, I should be an artist in my bones, so honey, I'll have to work hard on the company's affairs. You will help me, right? Right?"

If it were the Jian Xi of the past, she would never believe that one day Song Yichen would act coquettishly with her.

But now, looking at the way this man is acting coquettishly, it really makes people not want to refuse.

There is a reason why King Zhou of Shang fell. Who made Daji so seductive?

"Okay, I'll ask the lawyer to draft a power of attorney later and you sign it." Jian Xi said.

If you want to help, you have to have a legitimate reason.

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At 5:30 in the afternoon, Song Yichen called.

"Honey, you're almost off work, I'll pick you up."

Song Yichen spent the entire day in the photography equipment store that Jian Xi gave him, busy working as a store manager.

Jian Xi had just finished a meeting and was now looking at the quarterly report of the Finance Department.

She soon discovered the problem.

"Song Yichen, you snatched so many projects from me, but the company's cash flow is less than five million. Last quarter, the profit and loss were even broken, and we didn't make any money at all?"

If she hadn't confirmed that there was no problem with the accounts, she would have suspected that the financial director had falsified the accounts and enriched himself.

Song Yichen's voice was innocent: "Ah? Really? I don't know, wife, I don't remember anything."

But in fact, he was laughing.

Looking at the freshly developed photo of Jian Xi in his hand, he smiled affectionately, but it was difficult to hide that bit of deceit.

Jian Xi was also helpless. She used to think that this guy would do anything to grab business, but now she thinks that he is in a difficult situation.

Mr. Song seems to be in a prosperous position on the surface, but in reality he is so poor.

"It's okay, you don't have to come over. I'll drive to pick you up later and take you to eat something delicious." Jian Xi said.

Song Yichen responded with a smile: "My dear wife!"

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the Song Group building outside the car window. A cunning look flashed across his eyes, and he quickly started the car.

He had to hurry back to the store because his wife would come to pick him up soon.

Jian Xi rejected several fund transfer applications submitted by the CFO, then prepared to leave with her bag.

When I went out, I saw a group of people walking out of the elevator angrily.

"Jian Xi, why did you fire me?"

"I have been in the company for several years and have made many contributions to the Song Corporation. You want to fire me after just one day here? No way!"

"I am the biological sister of Boss Song's wife, how dare you fire me!"

Jian Xi returned to the office, picked up a few documents on the table, turned around and threw them over.

Documents were scattered all over the floor, each one of them was evidence of these people taking kickbacks, misusing public resources for personal gain, taking credit for themselves, and bullying and exploiting their colleagues.

"Do I need to tell you why I fired you?" Jian Xi said with a cold expression.

She didn't even understand why Song Yichen had tolerated these people for so long.

She didn't believe that he didn't know this.

That man has no hair. If he had hair, he would be more clever than a monkey.

When leaving, Jian Xi specifically instructed the assistant at the door: "Ask the security guards to watch these people leave, and tell them not to enter this building again."

"Yes, Mr. Jian." The assistant was obviously instructed by Song Yichen, so he was very obedient.

When Jian Xi arrived at the photography equipment store, Song Yichen was answering the phone.

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"Do you know what my wife gave me? An entire store! You know, my childhood dream was to open a store like this, and now my wife has fulfilled my wish! She also bought me a lot of equipment. Fang Yinnian, you've never received such a thoughtful gift, so you don't understand... I won't tell you anymore, my wife is here to pick me up."

Without waiting for Fang Yinnian to speak, Song Yichen hung up the phone.

"Wife!"

He walked over with the water he had prepared long ago.

Because I calculated the time, the water temperature was just right for drinking.

"Wife, you have to drink more warm water so that your body can be healthy and your skin can be more tender." Song Yichen started preaching.

Jian Xi couldn't help but laugh: "Let's go, housekeeper."

Song Yichen quickly held Jian Xi's hand, as if he had grasped the whole world.

They had their meal in the sky restaurant of the TV tower, and could clearly see most of the city from below and beside them, feeling the night falling little by little and the lights of thousands of homes coming on.

There are no private rooms here, so when Qin Yan and Xiao Wenqian walked in, they saw them at a glance.

"Cousin, Mr. Song." Qin Yan walked over holding Xiao Wenqian's hand.

Song Yichen reminded her: "You should call me cousin-in-law."

Qin Yan bit her lower lip lightly, as if she had suffered some great injustice, and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song... I'm sorry, cousin-in-law, I'm the one who doesn't know how to speak, please don't be angry."

Xiao Wenqian quickly put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms, while looking at Jian Xi.

"Jian Xi, Yanyan is your cousin after all, the daughter of the Qin family. Even if you are angry with me, you can't treat her like this."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and many people at the neighboring tables heard it and looked over.

"It's Xiao Wenqian. I actually saw a star."

"Take a picture quickly, this is a rare opportunity."

"The person with him seems to be the daughter of the Qin family. They are really together!"

Jian Xi has never been a low-key person, and she doesn't care about what others think.

She calmly ate the steak Song Yichen fed her and smiled at him.

Then he looked at Xiao Wenqian: "Am I giving you too much face?"

Xiao Wenqian didn't expect that Jian Xi would attack him in such a public place. His lips moved, wanting to refute, but he subconsciously felt timid.

This reaction was naturally noticed by Jian Xi and Song Yichen.

Jian Xi's smile was somewhat mocking: "Xiao Wenqian, I haven't touched you until now not because I'm reluctant, but because I'm waiting for evidence. You'd better pray that you haven't done anything to let me down, otherwise I will let you see the cruelty of this circle."

(End of this chapter)