Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 331 Fang Qingyun's Secret (1)
She turned around suddenly, pulled up the corners of her lips and smiled, and returned the phone to him, "I didn't do anything."

Song Qiyan frowned, looking at her sharply, as if he was questioning the authenticity of her words.

While looking at her, he was about to lower his head to look through the photo album, but a white hand stretched out and covered the screen of the phone. She lowered her eyes and clung to his arm coquettishly, "I'm a little dizzy .”

Song Qiyan's attention was shifted to her in an instant, and he put the phone into his trouser pocket without even looking at it, then hugged her, put her on his lap, and touched her cheek: "Do you have a fever?"

Jin Ziqi dared not look up at him with a guilty conscience, for fear that those sharp eyes would be seen through.

When the two of them were glued to the bed, there was a light cough from the door of the ward.

Jin Ziqi turned his head and saw Zou Xiangqian smiling dryly: "I'm sorry, although I know I shouldn't bother you at this time, but these materials are urgently needed by BOSD, so I had to take the liberty to come in."

Song Qiyan glanced at him, and Zou Xiang dropped a thick file bag and ran away without a trace.

Jin Ziqi watched Song Qiyan get off the bed, opened the file bag, and then roughly browsed through the documents, frowning more and more, but then stuffed them all into the file bag.

"What's the matter?" As soon as she finished asking, there was the sound of high-heeled shoes in the corridor.

Footsteps came one after another, not one or two people, Jin Ziqi pricked up his ears to listen for a while, there should be men and women, and they were of the calmer type, judging from their steps.

"The big fish is here, and now we are going to close the Internet cafe." Song Qiyan said quietly, with a cold light in his eyes.

Jin Ziqi followed Song Qiyan out of the ward, and saw the people coming from the other side of the corridor.

Song Ranqin took the lead, walking in a majestic manner. Behind him were a group of middle-aged men in suits and overcoats, and a few women with serious faces.

When they approached, Jin Ziqi recognized a few familiar faces. She looked at them one by one and was shocked. If she guessed correctly, these were Song's major shareholders and the heads of several divisions.

Song Ranqin's face no longer showed the distraught look she had in Qin's mother's ward. She seemed in good spirits, indifferent and good, walking at the forefront, and occasionally chatting with the people next to her.

The group of people got closer and closer, and Jin Ziqi could feel the forceful aura.

She subconsciously looked at the emergency room behind her. Since the red light was on, Song Zhiren was not out of danger.

It is self-evident that Song Ranqin brought these people from the decision-making level of the Song family here.

However, being able to gather so many people in a short period of time, it seems that Song Ranqin's stay in the Song Corporation has not been in vain all these years.

Jin Ziqi's thoughts turned in his mind, but Song Qiyan had already stepped forward to meet him, his face was pale, his thin lips were pursed, and the corner of his eyes swept from left to right: "My father's health is only a little sick, and I don't need everyone to work hard. "

Song Ranqin gathered the shawl around her body, and glanced at a middle-aged man with bright eyes, who immediately stood up and smiled politely at Song Qiyan.

"Manager Song misunderstood. We didn't mean anything else, but the chairman has always been the pillar of the company. Now that he is unwell, our subordinates naturally want to visit."

"Visiting?" Song Qiyan snorted coldly, and also smiled, "Then you are really bothering, [-]% of the company's decision-makers are standing here, this posture is somewhat similar to the ancient forced palace."

Everyone's face changed suddenly when they heard this, but they all looked at Song Ranqin in unison.

Song Ranqin took a deep breath, walked up to Song Qiyan, and looked straight at him, "How is Dad?"

"What can I do? Didn't you see everything just now?"

Song Ranqin glanced at the still closed door of the emergency room, then looked deeply at Song Qiyan, then turned to look at the people waiting there and said, "My father is old and not in good health, I'm afraid he can't Again……"

"Sister, I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell you."

Song Ranqin was a little displeased when she was suddenly interrupted, she glanced coldly at Song Qiyan, "I'll talk about it after I finish talking."

Song Qiyan looked at her with a smile: "Sister, before saying those words, I hope you can read them first."

As he spoke, he politely handed a brown paper bag to Song Ranqin.

Song Ranqin snorted, snatched the paper bag, quickly opened it, took out the stack of documents and flipped through it, her face became paler as she looked down, but she still kept herself calm and didn't collapse on the ground.

Song Qiyan gave her enough time to digest and react.

However, he only gave her one way.

Before Song Ranqin calmed down her anxious mood, prepared words and was about to speak, Song Qiyan suddenly turned around, turned his back to the group of decision-makers, put his hands in his trouser pockets casually, and squinted his eyes at the corridor lights in front of him.

"If my sister can announce her retirement after supporting my election at the Song Corporation's Supreme Board of Directors Appointment Conference tomorrow, and never set foot in Song Corporation again, I will give you a month to make up for Wenlong Real Estate's shortfall in Song Corporation. This information will be kept by you from now on, and I have never seen it, how?"

Song Ranqin's face was bleak and ugly, but Song Qiyan looked at his watch, "I hope you can give me the answer directly at the ten o'clock meeting tomorrow morning. Now, let these people go back."

After Song Qiyan finished speaking, he took Jin Ziqi on his arm and walked past those people to the elevator.

"Let's go eat something first." He bowed his head and told with a smile.

Jin Ziqi looked back at the dark people over there, knowing that he had already dealt with it, so he let it go.

The two walked out of the elevator, Jin Ziqi suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, Song Qiyan waited in the lobby.

In the corridor near the bathroom, Jin Ziqi met Fang Qingyun on a narrow road. Jin Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded, and then he was about to walk past her to the bathroom.

Fang Qingyun stopped in her tracks, and whispered in her ear as she passed by, "Miss Jin, isn't it hard to pretend to have amnesia in front of A Yuan?"

Fang Qingyun's voice was very soft, so soft that it would dissipate in the cold corridor wind if she didn't pay attention.

But Jin Ziqi heard it. At that moment, her heart trembled violently, and then she calmed down. She stopped slowly and turned to look at Fang Qingyun who was also looking at her with burning eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, without speaking, just looking at each other quietly.

The air seemed to be filled with strong jealousy, Jin Ziqi twitched her black eyebrows slightly, but there was no expression on her face, as if she was staying out of the matter, and Qingyun's hostility from the other party didn't mind at all.

It seemed that to Jin Ziqi, Fang Qingyun was just a passerby who couldn't be more ordinary.

(End of this chapter)