Song Foxiang groaned and squinted his eyes: What is going on now?
Song Chan looked outside the ward and whispered, "They're still in the corridor. They haven't left yet. What on earth do you want to do? Why don't you tell me?"
Song Foxiang took out the phone from under the pillow, moaning non-stop, and sent a message to Song Chan on his phone:
"Are you in love with that Xie Qian? You're so obsessed with him. I don't like boys who are too good-looking. I don't agree!"
Song Chan thought her father wanted to discuss some countermeasures with her, but when she saw the text message, she found out that it said she liked Xie Qian.
It was so out of character that Song Chan almost threw her phone at her father's face.
"dislike!"
Song Chan typed heavily, "Is this the point now? The point is that President Jiang and Xie Qian came together. You see how familiar they are, they must have known each other for a long time. If President Jiang asked you to forgive the one with the surname Xie, what would you choose?"
Song Foxiang sneered.
President Jiang would never let him forgive the guy named Xie.
Mr. Jiang can only act as a middleman at most.
If he is really forced to bow his head, will Mr. Jiang still be able to live as a human being in the workplace in the future?
Song Foxiang stopped typing and whispered, "What can President Jiang do to me? My job is official. As long as I don't make any serious mistakes, President Jiang can't fire me."
It would be best if I could be the editor-in-chief of a magazine.
It’s okay if I can’t be one.
The sales of several magazines under the group are mediocre, and Song Foxiang has little chance of promotion. Even if he works as the "editor-in-chief" until retirement, Song Foxiang himself will be satisfied.
If Jiang Xuekun was really shameless enough to force him away, Song Foxiang would not be afraid.
If I am not wanted here, I will find another place that will do the job. Song Foxiang doesn’t believe that he can’t find a similar job!
Chengdu Publishing Group is related to a man named Xie. Are all the print media in the country related to a man named Xie?
That's impossible!
Song Foxiang has a very good attitude. Now that Jiang Xuekun has come out, Song Foxiang is even less afraid.
Jiang Xuekun had better act impartially, otherwise don't blame him for stepping on Jiang Xuekun to create the image of a literati with integrity - bah, bah, bah, just say it casually, he is not trying to create the image of a literati with integrity, he already has it.
Song Foxiang's moans almost turned into humming.
Song Chan felt relieved.
Even though her father is sometimes unreasonable, whoever treats her father as stupid will suffer.
Her father is never stupid when it comes to big things!
Song Chan's gaze and thoughts immediately drifted outside the ward.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qian was actually the son of "Mr. Xie". Song Chan had never met "Mr. Xie" before, but she had already imagined him as an arrogant and domineering upstart.
Xie Qian doesn't look like the son of a nouveau riche
Song Chan thought of Xie Qian's apology just now and always felt that it was very casual, as if he was just perfunctory.
This is not in line with Xie Qian's IQ.
Xie Qian is the top student in his first year of high school. No matter whether it is a big exam or a small exam, he never gives a second place a chance.
Song Chan retracted her gaze and confirmed with her father:
"You mean Aunt Zou, Xie Qian's mother? Has she always been single at work?"
Song Foxiang thought Song Chan was suspicious of him and swore, "No one has ever seen that Xie, and Xiao Zou has never mentioned her family to her colleagues. Everyone only knows that Xiao Zou has a son, but no one has ever heard her mention her husband."
Song Foxiang suddenly came to his senses.
Xie Qian is not only the son of Xie Jinghu, but also the son of Zou Weijun.
Alas, it’s boring to look like Xie Jinghu. Wouldn’t it be better to look like Xiao Zou?
A little more and it's too strong, a little less and it's too weak.
Song Foxiang fell into fantasy again and laughed foolishly to himself.
Song Chan seemed to be thinking about something.
You can mention your son but not your husband?
If the family is happy, which woman would resist showing off her husband? Even if she has a low-key personality, there will always be some clues revealed from time to time.
——So, the relationship between Xie Qian’s parents is not good?
This also explains why Xie Qian's apology was so perfunctory.
Xie Qian doesn't want to apologize at all!
Song Chan felt relieved.
Song Chan was happy to know that Xie Qian and "Mr. Xie" might not be the same kind of people.
Even though she was not a fan of Xie Qian, Song Chan thought Xie Qian was perfect. Such a handsome, intelligent and ethereal boy should not have such a domineering father.
…
Outside the ward, Jiang Xuekun was also talking about Song Foxiang.
"Old Song is quite stubborn. The magazine initially hired him not for his professional ability, but for his fame."
Song Foxiang published several poetry collections when he was young. At that time, poets were popular. Although Song Foxiang was not famous all over the country, he was as popular in Chengdu as today's youth literature writers.
Wen Ying pondered over Jiang Xuekun's words.
Does this mean that Song Foxiang is not good at running a magazine, but his temper matches his fame, so Xie Qian's perfunctory apology won't work?
Thank God, Editor-in-Chief Song is such a unique person. Xie Qian must be happy now.
As expected, Xie Qian was not angry. Instead, he was very understanding and comforted Jiang Xuekun: "If one time doesn't work, try two times. If one day doesn't work, try two days. I will use my sincerity to impress Editor-in-Chief Song."
——No, you will use your sincerity to ruin your father.
Jiang Xuekun had no objection to the battle between father and son, but he had to remind Xie Qian to pay attention to controlling the rhythm.
"Your mother is still involved in this matter. Although she's on a business trip now, she'll eventually come back. I'm afraid the longer it's delayed, the more talk there will be at work."
This is something that has to be considered.
If his emotions are really stable, it wouldn't matter if he knew.
Do you want to gamble?
Xie Qian looked at Wen Ying, and Wen Ying whispered, "Besides being disgusting, this won't hurt your bones."
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