Five years ago, Gao Ziyin was Jiang Yancheng's "bedside companion".
At that time, it was only more than a month, and during this month, the two of them only slept together seven or eight times. During these seven or eight times, Jiang Yancheng was fully committed every time, of course, he was devoted to the sex.
He thought Gao Zinyin was the same as him. After all, every time Gao Zinyin looked at him, he thought she was just like him, treating this relationship wholeheartedly, but she was always half-hearted. Every time she carried the bag Song Xun gave her, her eyes were always full of joy, and she was always talking with Song Xun, completely disregarding his face as the general manager.
How could Jiang Yancheng tolerate such a thing?
He is Jiang Yancheng who never says what he means.
None of his former sex partners dared to ignore his existence and provoke him like this.
Gao Zinyin is just a little girl.
Jiang Yancheng once thought that Gao Ziyin was a person without principles. Because she had no principles, her inner tolerance was very low. She didn't even know how to write the word "loyalty". Therefore, people like Gao Ziyin might not take cheating seriously. At that time, Jiang Yancheng hated Gao Ziyin a lot.
Because of hatred, I don't take her seriously.
After all, relationships are mutual.
He also once thought that he and Gao Zinyin could not reach an agreement on this point, although he did not discuss it with her.
Of course, Jiang Yancheng was a proud, arrogant, and conceited person. He would not talk about this at ordinary times. After all, it was a sexual relationship. He thought that he would dump her sooner or later.
The reason why he took Song Xun with him and wanted to introduce Gao Ziyin to Jian Hongyi as an assistant was because he trusted Jian Hongyi. In this way, he could separate Gao Ziyin and Song Xun.
Everyone thought that Song Xun was more capable.
It is indeed very strong.
But this is just one of them.
Only Jiang Yancheng himself knows his little thoughts.
The next day, in the meeting room of the Yancheng group.
The conference room of the Yancheng Group is the largest in Fengcheng. Its design is also quite high-end and modern. Several large groups have visited it in the past. Jian Hongyi also came here because of its reputation. After his visit, Jian Hongyi patted Jiang Yancheng on the shoulder and said, "The new generation replaces the old. Your brother has been surpassed by you."
Jiang Yancheng thought: My brother’s heart is in the United States, why would he care about this place?
The content of Jiang Yancheng's meeting today was: to set up an investment company in Morocco. The main structures of the company have been listed, and now there is only a general manager and an investment department manager.
On the projector, the organization of the new investment company and the positions of the subsidiaries were presented one by one. Song Xun knew that many of these were done by him.
"Is there anyone who would like to volunteer to go to Monaco?" Jiang Yancheng glanced sharply at the executives at the conference table.
There was a microphone in front of him, so the voice came out with a low and magnetic tone, which was particularly pleasant to the ear.
Song Xun sat next to Jiang Yancheng and could hear half of the voice coming from the microphone and half of Jiang Yancheng's original voice.
This feeling is very wonderful.
Several senior executives raised their hands. After all, they were abroad, and moreover, they were investment department managers there. After being promoted to a higher level and having some experience, they would definitely be promoted again within the Yancheng Group. Moreover, the salary there would definitely be much higher. This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Most people did not raise their hands. After all, if he went to Monaco, his wife and children would be in China, and the possibility of being cuckolded would be relatively high. Besides, Yan Chengtuan's salary and benefits were not low, and everyone knew it.
Jiang Yancheng looked around at those who raised their hands and asked, "Is there anyone who is not married?"
Having said that, he glanced at Song Xun, and everyone else also looked at Song Xun.
Jiang Yancheng suddenly said, "Assistant Song, why don't you consider it? When you come back from Morocco, you'll be promoted to vice president!"
Song Xun never expected that Jiang Yancheng would target him.
"President——? Can you give me some time to think about it?" Song Xun said.
Jiang Yancheng smiled, a deep and meaningful smile, "Why, Assistant Song, what are you thinking about back home? Aren't you single? Do you have someone you like?"
Song Xun lowered his head and chuckled, "No."
Actually, there is, but he knows that the hope is too slim.
"Give me an answer tomorrow. I need to make a decision on the Morocco side as soon as possible," Jiang Yancheng said.
"Yes." Song Xun agreed.
After the meeting, Song Xun and Jiang Yancheng returned to the office together.
Song Xun's phone rang. It was Sun Juan calling, asking him to go eat wontons tonight.
Song Xun said, "Auntie, I was thinking of going over there tonight."
When Jiang Yancheng heard it, he knew it was Sun Juan calling. He sneered in his heart, they had a very close relationship.
In the afternoon, Song Xun went to Gao's Wonton and told Sun Juan that the president wanted him to go to Morocco to serve as an investment manager.
"How often do you come back?" Sun Juan asked again.
Sun Juan has come to terms with it now. Ziyin doesn't like Song Xun, and Song Xun likes Zihan. As long as Song Xun is her son-in-law, it doesn't matter whose son he is. What was Jiang Yancheng's purpose in transferring Song Xun out? Did he want Sun Juan to lose everything?
"Damn Jiang Yancheng!" Sun Juan cursed. "I'll ask Ziyin if she'll let you go back."
Since the last time Sun Juan called Gao Zinyin, the two have not spoken on the phone.
Sun Juan wanted to take this opportunity to ease the relationship with Ziyin, so she called Ziyin and asked her if Song Xun could go to Morocco.
Mom took the initiative to call Gao Ziyin today. Gao Ziyin was happy. She asked Song Xun to go to Morocco and not come back for a year or two. What would happen to her sister? She is already 18 years old and is about to turn 30.
"Or - don't let him go." Gao Zinyin said again.
Sun Juan immediately said to Song Xun with a smile, "Look, Ziyin won't let you go either. Listen to this—"
Gao Ziyin then let Song Xun listen to the call. She said, "I think you'd better not go. You haven't got a family yet. If you go there, are you going to find a Moroccan woman?"
Song Xun immediately laughed, "Then I'll tell the president tomorrow that I won't go."
Gao Zihan stood aside, keeping silent. His sister was so powerful. Song Xun had a gloomy face at first, but when his sister told him not to go, he became so happy.
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