"Okay, Mr. Su, I understand." Song Zhao obediently replied, secretly letting out a sigh of relief as she followed behind Su Mu.
Today, Su Mu is holding a very important video conference concerning business secrets. Even Song Zhao is not qualified to participate and can only wait at the door of the conference room.
Recalling the terrifying moment, Song Zhao was still shaken. To be on the safe side, she went to a secluded spot, a blind spot of the surveillance cameras, and took out her phone to call Mo Jingjing.
As expected, the call was answered quickly.
"Hello, Ms. Mo, this is Song Zhao. I'm so sorry to call you at this hour, I hope I haven't disturbed your rest? Haha, actually I'm not calling for anything else, I just wanted to ask if you just sent a message to President Su? Recently, the company has been maliciously attacked by other companies. Several companies are trying to squeeze out President Su since he is the newly appointed president, which has made him very stressed lately. Are you aware of this?"
"Ah, Miss Mo, so you didn't know? It seems that President Su really cherishes you and doesn't tell you anything. Just now, President Su was in a bad mood and his phone kept ringing. He was furious. If you don't have anything important to do these next few days, please don't bother President Su to avoid him taking his anger out on you. Okay, Miss Mo, don't worry, I will inform you as soon as there is any situation with President Su."
Following that, Song Zhao said a couple more words before hanging up the phone.
He secretly sighed at Mo Jingjing's foolishness.
I never imagined there would be such a stupid person in the entertainment industry. It's ridiculous that they believe everything she says.
It seems she initially overestimated Mo Jingjing's abilities.
The most powerful lies in the world are those that are half true and half false; these are the most difficult to expose.
What Song Zhao said to Mo Jingjing on the phone wasn't entirely false. Where there's profit, there's competition. As a century-old enterprise, the Su Group has always enjoyed a certain reputation and status in the business world. For companies like this, changes in leadership and the birth, aging, illness, and death of leaders are major tests. Especially in recent years, due to some uncontrollable factors, the economy has declined somewhat. The pie is only so big; only when one less person eats the pie can the others get a larger slice.
Before becoming the president of the Su Group, Su Mu had never been involved in the business world and had no notable achievements, so he naturally became the target of bullying by other companies.
It seems perfectly normal for them to unite in suppressing and ostracizing Su Mu; it can be seen as a test for him.
Dealing with these people will be a bit troublesome, but it won't be enough to reveal his last trump card.
Two hours later, Su Mu finally came out of the conference room, glanced at the time, and realized it was lunchtime.
Seeing Su Mu walking towards the elevator, Song Zhao quickly stopped him, "President Su, wait a minute, President Su, you don't mean to go home for dinner, do you?"
"Do I need your approval to do anything?" Su Mu raised an eyebrow, his deep and sharp gaze falling on Song Zhao, as if trying to see right through her.
This glance startled Song Zhao, who quickly lowered his head and said, "No, no, Mr. Su, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. When you were in the meeting, Ms. Mo called and said that she didn't sleep well last night and wanted to rest at noon. She didn't want to be disturbed and didn't want you to miss work because of her."
"Jingjing called you? Why didn't she call me?" Su Mu looked at Song Zhao and questioned her again.
This stumped Song Zhao, who stammered for a long time before finally saying, "This... I'm sorry, President Su, I don't know why either. Maybe Miss Mo knows you've been busy with work lately and didn't want to distract you or disturb you."
disturb?
Back in his office, Su Mu thought about how he had woken Mo Jingjing up the night before. He changed his original plan to make the call to his home landline instead.
The housekeeper answered the phone.
"Young Master, may I ask what brings you here?" the butler asked respectfully.
Su Mu went straight to the point: "Nothing, Miss Mo, what are you doing right now?"
"Miss Mo has just had lunch and is now resting in her room. If you would like to speak with her, young master, I will go upstairs and call her now..."
"No need, let her rest. Remember, Miss Mo urgently needs to rest. None of you are allowed to disturb her. From now on, Miss Mo will be your young mistress, and her words are my words."
Afterwards, Su Mu gave a few more instructions before hanging up the phone.
Mo Jingjing was indeed in the room, but she wasn't asleep. She knew she shouldn't be thinking wildly, but she couldn't control her mind and kept having all sorts of wild thoughts.
I finally fell asleep when I felt sleepy.
Over the next few days, Song Zhao kept preventing Su Mu from going home to be with Mo Jingjing for various reasons. Just when she thought she was about to defeat Mo Jingjing, her number one enemy, a woman with a better background and family, and even better looks, appeared.
Knock knock~
A knock on the door interrupted Su Mu's train of thought.
"Enter."
Su Mu spoke, put down the gilded fountain pen in his hand, and looked up at the doorway.
"President Su, a Miss Situ came downstairs to see you. She said she knows you and came to discuss a cooperation with you." Song Zhao thought of Situ Qing'er downstairs, and his hands, which were hanging down at his sides, clenched involuntarily into two firm little fists.
“Miss Situ?” Su Mu parted his thin lips slightly, murmuring the name: “Please bring her up.”
please?
Seeing Su Mu's reaction, Song Zhao was slightly surprised, and immediately replied, "Okay, President Su."
please.
It seems that this Situ Qing'er is truly extraordinary.
Soon, Situ Qing'er arrived at Su Mu's office.
This Situ Qing'er is much more capable than Song Zhao. Before getting close to Su Mu, she had already secretly investigated him thoroughly and even planted her own spies in Su Mu's house. Beneath her innocent appearance lies a heart full of scheming.
From the moment she and Su Mu met by chance and had lunch together, her style of dress was almost identical to Mo Jingjing's. The only difference was that the two had different temperaments.
Although it was their second meeting, Situ Qing'er still had a shy look on her face when she saw Su Mu. Before greeting Su Mu, she turned to look at A Qi and said, "A Qi, I have to talk to President Su about some business matters. You and Secretary Song can go out and wait."
“Yes, Miss.” Ah Qi replied.
Song Zhao looked at Situ Qing'er with hostility, as if he had been slapped in the face: "Miss Situ, I am President Su's personal secretary, assisting him with some work matters. Your bodyguards need to leave, so I don't need to, right?"
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