Chapter 12 It turns out that the CEO likes this
Song Yichen naturally guessed that the third female role was given to Qin Ziying.
"Xixi is so kind."
Jian Xi glanced at him: "You curse so filthy."
Song Yichen: “…”
The flattery hit the horse's leg.
After dinner, Jian Xi sent Song Xichen back to the Song office building.
"Wife, I don't want to go to work. I want to be with you." Song Yichen seemed reluctant to leave.
Jian Xi directly broke his hand away: "It doesn't matter if your company goes bankrupt, but you have to keep the holographic project for me."
Speechless again, Song Yichen could only get off the car.
But he didn't expect a woman in scantily clad clothes to come up to him.
"Mr. Song!"
"Mr. Song, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Didn't you promise to give me the third female role in Director Fu's new play? Why did I just get a call saying that they had chosen someone else for the third role and didn't want me anymore?"
Jian Xi held the steering wheel with one hand and placed the other hand on the car window, looking at the woman who had appeared more than once with a smile.
Released so soon?
Song Yichen jumped back into the car: "Wife, I swear, I have nothing to do with her."
He raised three fingers and spoke seriously.
The next second, thunder sounded in the sky.
The dark clouds gathered together, looking like they would fall at any moment.
Jian Xi couldn't help laughing: "Still swearing?"
Song Yichen: “…”
There's no need for Lei to cooperate so well, right?
Le Qiqi hugged her arms, shivering from the cold, but she didn't forget to use a coquettish voice when she spoke: "Boss Song, I'm so cold."
Song Yichen: "If you're cold, go home early. Also, your voice sounds weird. I suggest you go to the hospital and make an appointment."
With a blank expression on his face, he finally looked like a domineering boss.
Le Qiqi was very touched: "I knew that Mr. Song cared about me."
After saying that, he looked at Jian Xi again: "Boss Jian, don't get me wrong, there's actually nothing wrong between Boss Song and me, so don't blame him."
Jian Xi started the car: "Well, I don't blame him. You really should go to the hospital to make an appointment."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car drove away.
When even the exhaust fumes from the car were out of sight, Le Qiqi instantly put aside her affectation and rubbed her arms, which were covered with goose bumps from the cold wind.
"It's so damn cold!"
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The special sound effects of gold coins falling can heal everything.
Le Qiqi quickly checked her balance: "Yes! I made another profit! This job is worth it."
Wearing sunglasses, she pulled up her skirt, revealing rolled-up shorts underneath.
Then she tied her long hair up high, and instantly transformed from a charming beauty into a cool and arrogant lady.
She came to the alley next to the Song Building and left on the black motorcycle that had been parked there.
Jian Xi took Song Yichen to Chenxi Group.
"Mr. Jian."
"Hello, Mr. Jane."
“Mr. Jian, this document requires your signature.” Ana Shen came to the elevator entrance and handed over the document and pen.
After Jian Xi signed, he strode towards the office: "Find him a place to stay, just don't disturb me."
Song Yichen: “?”
Ana Shen made a ‘please’ gesture: “Mr. Song, I’ll take you to the reception room.”
Song Yichen was very depressed and he wanted to be with his wife.
But my wife has to work.
"All right."
He went to the reception room with his camera, thinking he could have a good rest for a while, but he didn't expect Ana Shen to bring him two laptops.
Shen Yan: "The president said that Mr. Song is very busy and must be worried about his work, so he prepared these for you. In addition, there will be no strangers coming up on this floor, so no one will disturb Mr. Song, you can work with peace of mind."
Ana Shen finished speaking and left.
Song Yichen was left alone with his hair disheveled in the wind.
Oh, this is indoors, there is no wind.
He just wants to spend time with his wife, why does he need to work?
Jian Xi was really busy. She held two meetings in one afternoon, had a half-hour video call with an overseas client, and quickly set up a new project team under the jurisdiction of Shen Yan.
There was constant discussion in the large group at the Chenxi headquarters.
[What's going on? A new department was established? ]
Does anyone know what the new department's project is? I'm so curious.
[Rumor has it, it seems to be related to the president's wife.]
[Boss Song? It seems he's here today, on the CEO floor. He's dressed so fashionably and holding a camera. He looks like a completely youthful guy, okay?]
[So the CEO likes this.]
I don't think he's worthy of the CEO. He's got too many scandals, especially that Le Qiqi, who's the most active.
Around seven o'clock in the evening, Jian Xi finally finished her work.
"Has there been a reply from Sinan Group? If Jiang Wenbin has time, let's arrange to have dinner with him tonight," Jian Xi said.
Ana Shen felt that it was necessary to remind her boss: “President, Mr. Song is still in the lounge.”
Jian Xi looked up: "Oh, right, I forgot he was still here."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Forget it. Let's make an appointment with Jiang Wenbin in two days."
"Yes, President."
When Jian Xi pushed open the door of the conference room, she clearly saw Song Yichen typing data on the computer.
Turning around and seeing Jian Xi's questioning look, Song Yichen hurriedly closed the computer.
"Um, I'm going to develop a game, right? Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to success, so I have to try out other people's games."
Jian Xi and Song Yichen had been fighting for too long, and the two could be said to be evenly matched. Suddenly, Song Yichen acted so "afraid" of her, and she was somewhat not used to it.
"Am I scary?" Jian Xi asked.
Song Yichen shook his head: "My wife is the most beautiful!"
Jian Xi crossed her arms over her chest, narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully. After a while, she spoke: "Song Yichen, do you know what you look like now?"
Song Yichen didn't know: "What?"
"The fishermen who are working hard to bait their fish are casting their nets like crazy."
She absolutely trusts her intuition.
Jian Xi walked over, pinched Song Yichen's chin, leaned down slightly, and looked into his eyes.
"Song Yichen, I don't care what you're up to. Since you've already climbed into my bed, I'm in charge. If one day I find out you've betrayed me..."
Her fingertips slid across Song Yichen's face and reached his throat.
Stop.
“You will suffer the consequences.”
Song Yichen's Adam's apple rolled, and he tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart.
Jian Xi curled the corners of her lips, stood up straight, and let go of him: "Let's go, it should be in time to leave now."
After she turned around and left, Song Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.
I am so surprised.
"Wife, wait for me!"
He picked up his camera and chased after him.
An hour later, the two were on the plane.
Private jet.
Jian Xi's.
The chef pushed the food over, placed it on the table one by one, and poured them some decanted red wine.
"Wife, where are we going?" Song Yichen only remembered to ask at this time.
Jian Xi ate a piece of steak and said, "Doesn't the holographic project require an island? I'll take you to pick one."
(End of this chapter)
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