The next morning, Song Xuanhe was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.
The anger on the other end of the phone sprayed directly at him along the radio waves: "Unfilial son! Do you know that today is the company's regular meeting! If you don't show up in the meeting room for the high-level meeting in half an hour, you don't have to come again in the future!"
Song Xuanhe put the phone a little further away, and her thick, long, dark upper eyelashes slowly and calmly met her lower eyelashes. After a few seconds, they suddenly opened again.
He rubbed his eyes and turned on the screen that had gone off at some point. His expression was still hazy. He didn't see the time clearly before he struggled to arch his body on the bed and muttered to himself slowly and without any ups and downs: "It's already past ten o'clock."
After saying that, he yawned slowly.
Maybe it was because he was too nervous the whole day yesterday and suddenly relaxed before going to bed, he slept quite well. Not only did he not have any dreams all night, but his sleep quality was also excellent.
After recovering from his shock, Song Xuanhe jumped out of bed energetically, washed up, picked out some clothes to change into before going downstairs. He was not surprised at all when he did not see Xiao Yuanmu downstairs.
After finding something in the refrigerator to fill his stomach and opening his phone to check the entertainment news, Song Xuanhe drove to the company. When he arrived at the company, it was already past eleven in the morning, and he was still unhurried.
Pushing open the door of the conference room, everyone in the meeting turned their attention to the noise. Song Xuanhe smiled, holding the car key on his index finger, and waved: "Good morning!"
Thinking that he had called Song Xuanhe at 9:30, but he didn't come until 11:30, Song Guochao's face turned pale, and he stood up and said, "How dare you come in! Get out!"
Song Xuanhe opened his eyes wide in surprise, looked around at the shareholders and senior executives in the conference room, and then turned his gaze to Song Guochao, humbly asking for advice: "Since when has Mr. Song become the boss of the Song Corporation?"
The name "Mr. Song" completely ignited Song Guochao's anger. He stood up suddenly, pointed at Song Xuanhe and said, "You are lawless and disrespectful to your elders! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will step on my head!"
Song Xuanhe remained calm and said with a smile: "I thought Mr. Song and I were at the same level. In the company, Mr. Song was not qualified to teach me a lesson."
Song Guochao's face froze, and his complexion turned from blue to red, as if he was so angry that he couldn't stand up.
Song Xuanlin then stood up and frowned and scolded: "Okay, you are late and you are still talking back to your father, sit down quickly."
Song Xuanhe shrugged, walked to his seat and sat down. When he passed by Song Guochao, he said with concern, "Mr. Song, calm down. Anger is bad for your health."
Song Guochao's face turned ashen, and he sat down with clenched fists. The director who was reporting the company's financial situation for the quarter on the stage glanced at the quiet people below, coughed lightly, lowered his voice and continued speaking, fearing that if he raised a syllable too high, he would irritate the sensitive nerves of someone present and become the little devil who suffered.
Except for the voice of the financial director, the conference room was very quiet, but the eye contact between the senior executives and shareholders never stopped.
Most of the people sitting here know the situation of the Song family. Director Song is old, and he won't be in office for long. Song Guochao is mediocre and short-sighted, and is totally unsuitable to be a boss. Moreover, the fact that Song Guochao is at the same level as his two sons shows that Director Song has no intention of handing over the position to him. The two young masters of the Song family, Song Xuanlin and Song Xuanhe, both have good abilities, but Song Xuanlin is more stable and tactful than Song Xuanhe, so most people prefer Song Xuanlin.
As for Song Xuanhe, he didn't seem to have any intention of competing for the position of head of the family. Moreover, he and Song Xuanlin were brothers, and they had always had a good relationship. He even publicly expressed his support for his brother to inherit the company.
The meeting ended quietly with people having different thoughts.
When the meeting room ended, it was exactly twelve noon, the company's lunch break.
Song Xuanhe didn't even go back to the office, but went directly to the floor where Xiao Yuanmu was. Although it was already lunch time, there were still some employees who had not gone to the cafeteria. Song Xuanhe walked into Xiao Yuanmu's office area with a faint expression, listening to the calls of "Mr. Song".
Xiao Yuanmu's major in college was finance. As a top student in the finance department of Imperial Capital University, one of the top colleges in the country, he should have gone to work in an investment bank after graduation. However, the Song family had specially set up a venture capital department two years ago, and planned to set up a separate fund venture capital company after the department matured. Therefore, when Imperial Capital University was recruiting, the Song family, as the largest private enterprise in Imperial City, had priority in obtaining the information of the most outstanding graduates of the year, and then recruited Xiao Yuanmu to work in the company through various welfare policies.
Song’s welfare has always been good, and as one of the world’s top 500 companies, even if it is ranked at the bottom of the top 500, it is still a company that recent graduates would fight to get into.
However, Xiao Yuanmu joined the Song family not because of salary or benefits. He had a clear career plan and only regarded the Song family as a stepping stone.
Fund venture capital companies and investment banks are the best destinations for students from the finance departments of top domestic universities after graduation. However, even if these students are the best in their departments when they are studying, they will only start out as odd jobs in these companies. What these companies lack the least is highly educated interns, and if you want to really work in the core departments, it will be extremely difficult without three to five years of experience.
The fund venture capital department currently established by the Song family may seem to have been successful for a short time and has a shallow foundation, but in fact it is a solid springboard for graduates who want to enter such companies.
As one of the major family businesses in the imperial capital, the Song family has recently been trying to break away from the fixed framework and try to develop in other directions. Venture capital is one of the directions that the Song family attaches great importance to. In addition, the Song family has huge network resources in the imperial capital, and has the securities giant Li family as its in-laws. The prospects can be said to be smooth sailing.
Xiao Yuanmu saw all of this clearly, and naturally accepted the Song family's olive branch very neatly.
However, a huge stumbling block appeared in his perfect plan - Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuanhe stood by the white wall with his arms crossed, looking coldly at Xiao Yuanmu and the young girl with rosy cheeks beside him.
In fact, after Song Xuanhe's undisguised and high-profile pursuit, most of the people in the company who had been attracted to Xiao Yuanmu because of his looks and abilities stopped pursuing him. However, there are always people who are willing to give it a try even at the risk of being fired for other reasons, such as Xiao Yuanmu's handsome face that infuriates both gods and men.
Xiao Yuanmu was actually a little impatient, but before collecting information to bring down the Song family, he didn't want to cause any more accidents, so he just politely refused: "I'm not used to eating food made by others, nor am I used to using other people's tableware. Sorry."
The long-haired girl holding the lunch box felt a little aggrieved, but she still put the lunch box down and said, "Can we have lunch together? The cafeteria on the 12th floor has just launched Mexican food. The onion and black pepper beef there is very good. Let's go try it together."
Xiao Yuanmu became even more impatient after hearing this. His expressionless face showed impatience, and he refused without any room for negotiation: "I don't eat beef."
The girl bit her lower lip and took a step forward to grab Xiao Yuanmu's sleeve. Her face was tilted up and she looked pitiful. Her curly hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had a fragility that made people pity her. She carefully revealed her thoughts without disguising them: "Then... I can eat something else, as long as I eat it with you."
Xiao Yuanmu avoided her outstretched hand, the suppressed impatience and coldness in his eyes almost overflowing. He grew up in an orphanage, and among the peers he met, both men and women were more intelligent than others, so he would never relax his vigilance against a person because of their gender or appearance, nor did he have the noble character of not being able to take action against girls. He even knew very well that sometimes, women's natural weakness was their best weapon.
However, although he could not be said to be very kind, he would not harm a woman who had no ill will towards him. It was just that her entanglement made him extremely annoyed and disgusted.
Since he would not take action against her, he also did not want the woman in front of him to bother him anymore, so he could only make his words clear.
"I won't eat with you because I don't like--"
Song Xuanhe stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Yuanmu's hand. Without even looking at his expression, he turned to the girl and said, "He doesn't like to eat with anyone other than me. Do you understand?"
The girl was startled, her eyes moved from Xiao Yuanmu's face to his and Song Xuanhe's clasped hands, her eyes instantly reddened: "Yuanmu, you, you and Mr. Song are together?"
Song Xuanhe raised the hand he and Xiao Yuanmu were holding and waved it in front of the girl's eyes, saying impatiently, "If you are blind, go to the ophthalmologist. Do you want me to say it again?"
The tears that had accumulated in the girl's eyes instantly fell. She looked at Xiao Yuanmu deeply and choked up, "I didn't expect that you would compromise so easily..."
After saying that, he wiped his tears and ran away.
Song Xuanhe: …
[What the hell is this sense of déjà vu of a tearjerking weekend drama? And for some reason, I have the illusion that I am the vicious mistress who breaks up other people's couples. 】
[It is indeed an illusion.] 】The system said:【Have you forgotten that you and the boss are already boyfriend and girlfriend? 】
Fuck his uncle’s boyfriend!
Song Xuanhe immediately let go of Xiao Yuanmu's hand, and then faced Xiao Yuanmu's cold gaze and said, "What happened to that woman just now? Have you forgotten that you are mine?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked away and said calmly, "I have nothing to do with that woman."
"Ha." Song Xuanhe laughed coldly and contemptuously, then said, "Don't forget your identity. If I see you flirting with other women again, I will let you know the consequences."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes turned cold, and before he could say anything, he saw a group of colleagues who had returned from dinner together. They had obviously heard their conversation and collectively took a few steps back in embarrassment. Some of them had undisguised sympathy or disdain in their eyes.
When Song Xuanhe saw Xiao Yuanmu looking behind him with a suddenly cold expression, he knew that today's plot was over. He snorted coldly, "Wait for me downstairs tonight."
After saying that, he turned around and left without even looking at Xiao Yuanmu.
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