Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2613 Sending flowers to his wife, did he agree?

Zhao Qiuxu had the impression that Mr. Song was just a playboy.

And Zhao Qiuxu's impression of him is only in the fancy clothes.

A large bouquet of roses was so delicate and beautiful that Zhao Qiuxu felt a headache, "Throw it away for me."

The female colleagues looked surprised, "It's a pity to just throw it away..."

"You can take whatever you like, I don't like roses." Zhao Qiuxu said with a smile, these colleagues like to gossip after work, and they are pretty nice.

The female colleagues became excited, "Then we will not be polite."

After all, Gu Jinglan was still worried about Zhao Qiuxu, put on a mask, and called the secretary to go downstairs together.

The secretary was inquiring about the situation ahead, and Gu Jinglan followed behind him in a low-key manner, and glanced at Zhao Qiuxu from afar.

This glance made him half-dead from anger.

Which bastard sent flowers?
Why is it so dazzling.

Under his nose, did he agree to send flowers to his wife?

The secretary was still thinking about whether to go in and have a look, but behind him came the sound of angry footsteps.

He turned his head to look, and saw that the CEO had already left quickly, and the battle seemed to be about to kill the enemy with his own hands.

The secretary didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed.

Back in the president's office, the first thing Gu Jinglan did was to scold Zhao Qiuxu for being a good department manager inadvertently during the chat with Chen Qingling in the hospital, and scolded him bloody.

The department manager was holding the phone, his heart trembling, "President, it was my negligence, and I accept the punishment."

"It's over if you accept the punishment?" Gu Jinglan roared angrily, "You should be lucky, fortunately, nothing happened that was too late to save, otherwise, you would pack up and leave!"

A playboy dares to pester Zhao Qiuxu.

I don't even look at how many catties I have!
"Yes, yes, President, it's my fault..."

After scolding the department manager angrily, Gu Jinglan was still puzzled.

He lit a cigarette, brought his fingertips to his lips trembling slightly, took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke ring, took out his mobile phone, and made a call: "Zhahaohan Media's surname is Song, as soon as possible!"

It doesn't matter how long he can wait, but it doesn't mean that he can watch someone blatantly pursue him under his nose.

What do you think of him, Gu Jinglan?

When he died?
Half an hour later, the fax machine sent all the materials of Song Shao from Haohan Media.

Gu Jinglan dusted off the cigarette ash, picked up the materials, the manager of Haohan Media, Song Yu, male, 27 years old...

After reading the whole page, Gu Jinglan only let out a sneer, a dude with everything from eating~drinking~whoring~gambling, why should he pursue her?

Just such a piece of rubbish, not worthy of carrying her shoes, and even wanting to pursue her, it's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

In the evening, it's time to get off work.

At the gate of Zhao's Building, there were people coming and going. Song Yu parked at the gate in an eye-catching Lamborghini, leaning against the edge of the car door, playing cool with a pair of sunglasses.

On the convertible sports car, a bouquet of fiery roses was placed on the passenger seat.

Under the sunglasses, his eyes were locked on the gate, staring at everyone who came out, searching for Zhao Qiuxu's figure.

Before Zhao Qiuxu appeared, Zhao's security guards took the lead.

"Hey, do you know who I am?"

The security guards acted in unison, and quickly removed him, including the man and the car.

Song Yu, who was dragged to the underground parking lot, was so angry that he said, "I'm the manager of Haohan Media, and it's Mr. Song who your Zhao family wants to talk about cooperation with me!"

(End of this chapter)