There were many people standing behind him, all of whom were company employees.
Zhuo Shishan and Zhu Qing were also there.
Zhu Hao's eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately ran towards Tang Song.
"Are you alright?" Tang Song lowered his eyes slightly and carefully examined Zhu Hao.
He shook his head slightly, wishing her well.
[Wait a minute! Why does the cub smell of blood? Is it injured?!?]
Tang Song's jaw tightened even more, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and his gaze became somewhat flustered before finally settling on Zhu Hao's elbow.
"Zhu Qing! Go get the first-aid kit," Tang Song ordered in a deep voice. "Never mind, just call Tang Wu here!"
[The wound still smells of rust; it must have been a cut. I need to check if it's tetanus! I'm so angry! So angry! I was only out of my sight for a few minutes, and the cub got hurt!]
Zhu Hao paused, then shook her head at Tang Song, "I'm fine, no need to call Tang Wu."
Tang Song glanced at his phone screen, his lips pressed tightly together, and he didn't say anything. He turned his head slightly, and Zhu Qing behind him quickly turned around and left.
Tang Song's sharp gaze fell on the pile of scattered clothes.
At this moment, Fang Ling had already been helped up by Zhou Xin who had rushed over.
Her delicate makeup was ruined, her hair was messy, and she looked a little disheveled. There were no obvious wounds on her body, except that her hands, which had just grabbed Zhu Hao, were covered in bruises.
Her dark eyes were filled with terror as she looked around, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She clearly felt a force throw her out; it definitely wasn't Zhu Hao who did it, as Zhu Hao doesn't have that much strength.
This is unbelievable!
Zhou Xin looked at her worriedly and lowered her voice, "Sister Ling? Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Fang Ling couldn't hear a word she was saying. After regaining her senses, her gaze fell on the imposing man at the door.
Zhu Hao stood beside the man, her obedient demeanor unlike anything she had ever seen before.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she recognized almost instantly that the dress Zhu Hao was wearing and the man's were a matching set!
Matching outfits!
That was the only thought that flashed through her mind.
Zhou Xin followed Fang Ling's gaze and trembled when she saw Tang Song's cold features. She whispered a reminder, "That's Tang Song, the president of Tang Corporation."
Fang Ling froze on the spot for a moment.
Seeing the undisguised disgust on the man's face at the door, I felt a chill in my heart.
The president of Tang Corporation... is the owner of that Rolls-Royce! He's the man Zhu Hao hooked up with!
Her endorsement deal... is in jeopardy!!
This realization caused Fang Ling's brain to rush with blood, everything before her eyes became blurry, her body went limp, and she collapsed.
"Sister Ling! Sister Ling!" Zhou Xin's worried voice rang out.
Zhuo Shishan, standing behind Tang Song, raised an eyebrow in surprise and reminded him, "Why don't we show it to that artist too? It would be difficult to explain if something happened at the company."
Zhu Hao saw her lip movements but didn't understand. Just as she was about to turn around to look, Tang Song grabbed her wrist and left with an unfriendly expression.
[What are you looking at! That's the filth that harmed my cubs, how could I let Tang Wu show it to her? It won't die, I know how to use my strength!]
Zhu Hao lowered her eyes, staring at the tip of Tang Song's drooping, taut tail, her lips pursed, and obediently followed in his footsteps.
Zhuo Shishan watched Tang Song and Zhu Hao's efficient departure, her lips twitching. She turned to look at her bewildered assistant in the room, rubbed her forehead, and said to the person beside her, "Call an ambulance... no, drive them to a private hospital. Be careful not to get photographed."
"Okay, Sister Shanshan."
"Also, you are not allowed to tell anyone what you see here."
"OK."
*
Top floor office.
Zhu Hao sat on the sofa and raised his arm.
Tang Wu was applying medicine to her.
A moment later, Tang Wu straightened up and glanced helplessly at Tang Song behind him, whose eyes were filled with hostility. "Alright, it's nothing serious."
Tang Song slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Tang Wu. Tang Wu pursed his lips and quietly packed his first-aid kit.
【Of course you're not worried since it's not your cub!! It's injured!! Can't you see?! Or was it injured when it came out with me!! It's my fault for not protecting the cub properly!】
Zhu Hao bit her lower lip and looked at Tang Wu awkwardly, "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you."
She can now naturally accept that the boy in front of her is an old rabbit over four hundred years old, and she always unconsciously uses honorifics when speaking to him.
Tang Wu waved his hand, picked up the packed box, looked at Tang Song, and said earnestly, "I'm retired now. If anything happens, can I go to the hospital? If not, there's always Tang Xi. She always calls me over in a hurry when I'm telling fortunes for those ladies. The penalty for breach of contract is very high!"
Tang Song gave him a cold glance and said, "Make Zhu Qing pay, and I'll give you an extra sum of money."
"Alright then." Tang Wu smiled brightly, his voice rising at the end, "Call me again next time there's something like this."
Tang Song waved his hand, and Tang Wu immediately turned and left, not wanting to stay for even a second longer.
Zhu Hao blinked, glanced at the office door, and then looked back at Tang Song.
The black tail thrashed restlessly, and the wolf ears stood erect.
[So annoying! So annoying! The cub is injured!]
I pursed my lips, a warm feeling welling up inside me.
She picked up the drawing board beside her and said, "I'm fine now, don't worry."
Tang Song stared at her elbow with concern and a look of heartache on his face.
"President Tang." Zhu Qing's voice rang out from outside the door.
Tang Song: "Go in."
Zhu Qing came in with a tablet, his face serious, as if something major had happened.
This made Zhu Hao, who was standing to the side, nervous.
Zhu Qing handed the tablet to Tang Song, "Mr. Tang, the artist just now was Ms. Zhu's sister, Fang Ling. Zhuo Shishan just had someone take her to a private hospital. Now there's an audio recording and a blurry surveillance video circulating online."
Tang Song took the tablet and opened the video.
I wish you well and went over to take a look.
It was a surveillance camera showing her and Fang Ling in the dressing room; there was no sound, only video.
The clip only shows Fang Ling pulling her wrist down to kneel, and then being thrown away by Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao blinked, somewhat bewildered. What... Tang Song's use of the wolf clan's secret technique was filmed and uploaded online? What should she do?
Her worried gaze fell on Tang Song.
Tang Song watched the video with a somber expression, then clicked on another audio recording.
"Sister, I was just worried about you. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, ah..."
It was Fang Ling's voice, but it seemed to echo even through a door.
[What the hell is this?! How did this thing get out of print?!]
Tang Song glanced at Zhu Hao and handed the tablet to Zhu Qing, "Find out who uploaded it and have the legal department file a lawsuit."
"Yes." Zhu Qing hesitated, looking at Zhu Hao. "But... in the scene where you just threw Fang Ling away, netizens think it was actually Miss Zhu who did it. There are some unfriendly comments about Miss Zhu online right now, especially lately..."
Tang Song said sharply, "Have those comments blocked, keep watch 24 hours a day, and take down all videos and recordings."
Zhu Hao's eyes trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt like she was a big problem. She rubbed the hem of her skirt with her fingertips and lowered her eyes without saying a word.
"By the way," Tang Song frowned, "why is Fang Ling here? Do we have a business relationship with her?"
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