Daddy, Mommy has Cheated on You!

"Men are not good things!" She belched again.

Er! The big boss was shot lying down.

"Clearly I have forgotten you," she really drunk, "why do you appear again I hate you

Hey! The big boss's heart is flying to the sky. After drinking, she speaks the truth. This little woman is really a grinding goblin. She said that she wanted to draw a line with him, which made him unhappy for most of the month. Now, the truth after drinking, a short sentence, and all the dark clouds in his heart.

"Shichen..."

Er! Instantly from the cloud was knocked down to the bottom of the sea, big boss black line, gritted his teeth and roared, "song Qingge!" He shook her shoulder to wake her up and let her see who she was throwing herself at.

"Who are you! What are you doing! "

A 50 year old man rushed over, pushed Gu Fengcheng away, held Qingge in his arms, and asked with concern, "Miss, wake up..."

Song Qingge is drunk and faint.

"What did you do to her?" Lao Zhong asked rudely that he had been working in the Song family for more than ten years. He grew up watching Qingge. It was past the appointed time tonight, but he didn't receive the call. The more he thought about it, the more worried he was. So he came to find her, but he didn't want to see Gu Fengcheng holding her and yelling.

The big boss was in a bad mood and said, "what can I do with the people coming and going?"

Old Zhong's heart of protecting Du is obvious. Looking at Song Qingge, his clothes are still neat. The man in front of him is dignified and gives people a natural sense of oppression. He doesn't want to make trouble. He takes her and goes, "Miss, I'll take you home."

"Old clock," song Qingge fainted, drunk, but still a little sober, "Annie It's still inside... "

The hangover is very bad, plus a little cold and fever, song Qingge feels headache, sitting on the desk, face flushed.

Annie gave her cold medicine and advised her to go home to have a rest. "President Xie, do you want to continue talking?" She got drunk first last night, and I don't know what happened.

Song Qingge kneaded his forehead, closed his eyes and said calmly, "Mr. Xie has no investment intention. Please contact other companies." It really hurts. It's like it's going to explode.

Annie took the notebook and began to check the itinerary of the day with her. "The orphanage sent a thank-you letter saying thank you for your winter clothes and heating. Now it's all in place. In addition, an invitation card was sent to invite you to the new year's Eve party at the end of the year."

Song Qingge was so dizzy that he leaned back on the chair, "do I have any plans that day?"

"There was an industrial and commercial party in Z city that day."

"Oh," she said, "the orphanage, help me push it." At the party, it's a good time to meet the managers of most companies in Z City and look for investment.

Annie made a note in the notebook, "the hospital called today, and Song Dong's condition is stable. He said that he could be out of ICU tomorrow."

Song Qingge breathed a sigh of relief. After so much suffering from her aunt's illness, she finally had a good turn. This is also the rare good news recently.

"Miss Xu Wan called and said that she would return to Z City tomorrow evening and would like to make an appointment to have dinner with you."

Appointment? Song Qingge is dumbfounded, but shakes his head, "how did she call you?" This guy, what's going on? "Leave it alone. I'll call her."

Annie said, "and..."

"What?" Look at her hesitation, song Qingge asked.

"Mr. Song, the last time you hit the rear end of a car, the other owner asked you to talk to him face to face." Said Annie.

"Rear end?" Song Qingge recently had too much alcohol in her head, and today she has a cold and fever, which makes her a little confused, "what's the tail chasing?"

Annie reminded, "you drove to the bank and ran into a Bentley Continental."

Gu Fengcheng's cold but beautiful face suddenly burst into her mind. She remembered and opened her eyes. "Is this not settled yet?"

Annie then explained in detail, "I contacted him at that time to talk about reconciliation, but he didn't reply until this morning, his lawyer contacted me and said I want you to talk to him, or he will call the police! "

What!

He was just picking on purpose.

Annie persuades: "it's a small matter to hit the tail, but if the reporter knows about it, he will be charged with traffic accident and publish it in the media It will bring negative effects to the group. "

Headache!

Song Qingge rubbed his forehead, not "don't see you again..." Is that right? Also, when he saw her in the wine shop last night, he pretended to be blind

"Mr. Song," said Annie, "the other lawyer said that in fact, you just need to come forward to show your sincerity..."

How can Annie understand her mood? She's the one who doesn't want to see him.

Annie also said, "Mr. Song, I have checked. Mr. Gu, who you are after, is the president of ZK group..."“ZK？”

"Yes," Annie said, "Mr. Song, why don't you take this opportunity to talk about investment with him? ZK group is rich in financial resources. They are involved in banking, aviation, electronics, mobile applications and many other fields, but there is no food What a great opportunity to meet with the president of ZK In addition, ZK is the major shareholder of the bank we loaned. "

Song Qingge's eyes brighten slightly. She has heard of ZK group and always wants to talk about investment, but she has been unable to contact the person in charge But she never thought that Gu Fengcheng was the president of ZK?

After hesitation, song Qingge dials him.

"Hello?" On the other end of the phone, it was his mellow and deep voice.

She had a cold, a fever and a bad nasal voice. "It's me."

"Who is it?" He asked coldly.

"I am Song Qingge. " She said in a low voice.

At the other end of the phone, after a little silence, he asked, "who?"

She forbeared, raised the volume and said politely, "I'm song Qingge."

"What can I do for you?" His tone was cold.

"About the chase that day..."

He interrupted her coldly, "come to my office."

Song Qingge went to ZK group with the investment invitation documents.

He gave his name and went all the way to his office on the 33rd floor.

"Miss Song, you may have to wait for a while," said Xu Qian, Gu Fengcheng's assistant, who was calm and energetic. "Boss is in a meeting."

Song Qingge sits in the reception area waiting, where the temperature of the air conditioner is set high, and she has a bad cold and fever. In case of high temperature, her face is unusually red, and she sneezes from time to time.