Thirty-eight Zhou Ying
Child?
Xiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. Yes, it's normal to have children after so many years of marriage. But one of the child's parents cheated and racked their brains to want the woman to leave the house, and the other had no other way to turn to them for help, and when he thought of this Xiao Qiao, he felt a little uncomfortable, and felt that he had become an accomplice.
After Mrs. Song finished speaking, she couldn't help but take out a tissue and press it a few times under her eyes, the beauty was crying, it was pitiful at all times, but obviously Zhou Guangjin, the flower of kaolin, was indifferent to this, and he didn't move his eyebrows: "You should know that it is our criterion not to accept the commission of the opposing parties at the same time at the same time." Mrs. Song, I'm sorry. ”
"It's good if you call me Zhou Ying...... I'm also tired, this is not the first time, if there is a choice, I am willing to divorce him peacefully, rather than being this nominal Mrs. Song. Zhou Ying's voice was faintly unsteady, "Song Xianwen already plans to know, I can't let you splash sewage on me." You all have parents, and you will all have children in the future, so please accumulate some virtue. ”
"Mrs. Song, no, Miss Zhou, don't get excited. Xiaomin couldn't help but step forward to support her, "Not to mention that Mr. Song and Jinsheng are our customers, we are a public relations company, so we can't help you with anything." You might as well hire a lawyer and fight a divorce lawsuit. ”
Zhou Ying asked rhetorically: "According to your plan, when the time comes, the rumors on the Internet will say that I deserve to be a money worshipper, how can this lawsuit be fought?"
Xiao Qiao frowned: "Miss Zhou, everything is still unknown now, so don't make a conclusion about it." ”
Zhou Ying glanced at Xiao Qiao, didn't speak again, and the whole person's mood suddenly sank. She pulled her phone out of her bag, tapped her fingers a few times, and a strange smile appeared on her face.
The woman's face changed in a second, and Zhou Guangjin seemed to feel something, and asked, "What did you do?"
At this time, Wu Yaya knocked on the door, raised her mobile phone with a serious face, and motioned Zhou Guangjin to look at her mobile phone.
Xiao Qiao also took out his mobile phone to log in to the social software, and checked the official blog of Jinsheng Group with the sixth sense of an excellent public relations person.
Under the latest blog post of industry dynamics released by Jinsheng Group, there is an additional comment, and the connection point in it jumps to the social page of a new account. The homepage is empty, with only one audio.
Xiao Qiao poked, and familiar words immediately came from the phone.
[It is our rule not to accept the commission of the opposing parties at the same time at the same time, Mrs. Song, I am sorry. 】
Without the blessing of his handsome face, Zhou Guangjin's emotionless voice sounded particularly unkind.
Zhou Guangjin furrowed his brows, stood up and walked to the window to make a phone call, and after a while, this comment under Jinsheng's official blog was deleted. The whole process only lasted five minutes, and the official blog itself didn't pay much attention, and this comment didn't have any sense of existence from the beginning to the time it was deleted. But the homepage of that new account is like a timed bomb, don't look at it in a quiet place, once it is turned out, it is an atomic, bomb-level effect.
Zhou Guangjin shook his head: "Miss Zhou is calculating. ”
Zhou Ying threw the tissues in her hand into a ball and threw them into the trash: "He has money, you have resources, so as not to really let you grasp the direction of public opinion, I can only start first." ”
As she spoke, she suddenly laughed: "Song Xianwen's words are not untrue at all, I admit that I was with him before, it was indeed because he was rich, otherwise he would have wanted to find me as a wife with his pitted face and five short figures? But is it wrong for me to think about living a good life? On the contrary, it is Song Xianwen, after I married him, I thought that I also paid sincerely, but after so many years, seeing that I was not in my prime, he wanted to kick me away like garbage to find a new person, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? ”
Zhou Ying shook her mobile phone in front of everyone's eyes: "I recorded all our words just now, it's only a small part on the Internet, your company's popularity is not small now, don't do anything to dig your own grave in order to make black money." ”
Zhou Ying swayed away, looking at Zhou Guangjin's thoughtful face, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but gloat: "Tsk, sink together?"
Zhou Guangjin squinted at her: "Happy? Do you think you won't have to work in this way? Why don't you go back and make a plan soon, I'll want it before I get off work." ”
"Gotcha. Xiao Qiao, who was in a better mood, didn't care about the boss's sudden willfulness.
This Zhou Ying is a little interesting, although it was put on the table, Xiao Qiao almost couldn't help liking her.
Although Xiao Qiao was biased in his heart, the plan he handed in was not foolish, and even the entry point was still very strange, so that even the rice was a little worried when he saw it. "Aren't you afraid of real whitewashing?"
Xiao Qiao deliberately straightened his face: "Since Boss Zhou said that he believed him, what can I do?" And to say something disrespectful, even if she doesn't believe in Zhou Guangjin's character now, she is willing to believe Zhou Ying, that woman will not let Song Xianwen smear her.
Zhou Guangjin accepted all the plans handed in, and there was no objection, but he just told Xiao Qiao and Rice: "At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, we will meet at the door of Jinsheng Media." ”
Zhou Guangjin didn't know what he remembered, his eyes were full of deep meaning: "Xiao Qiao, you will be responsible for tomorrow's negotiation." ”
Xiao Qiao's eyes widened in surprise, and his voice rose a degree: "I, I'm a fool who has never been trained, and I dare to say anything, so you're not afraid that I will say ugly things and dissatisfy customers?"
Xiao Qiao has a clear understanding of herself, she can not be afraid of everything, but the premise is that there is a high top when the sky falls.
I don't know if it's Xiao Qiao's illusion, a faint smile crossed Zhou Guangjin's eyes: "What I like is your simplicity, you just play normally tomorrow." ”
…… Play and play, say what you like or dislike.
Her fingers curled up spasmally, and her head quickly lowered, so that Zhou Guangjin would not see her expression...... His cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't look good.
Sitting on the elevator after work, Mi looked at the slowly beating numbers on the display screen, and suddenly turned his head: "I have a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." ”
Say, she can't hold back people who can say this sentence in general. ”
"I went to work a few days ago, and I was in this elevator when I heard someone rumoring that you had an affair with Boss Zhou. ”
"Huh?"
"It's the girls from the company upstairs, who said that you slept with Boss Zhou, and he gave you a watch afterwards. As a person from the Gossip Center, what do you want to say about the interview?"
Xiao Qiao sighed: "Although I hope this is not a scandal, what they said is that Zhou Guangjin stayed at my house that day and left his watch, and I just wanted to return it to him, and nothing happened to us." ”
Rice nodded: "I knew it was fake, the people in this building are too gossipy, next time I hear it, I will refute the rumors for you." ”
When the elevator reached the first floor, the door opened with a "ding", but the two women in the elevator did not move.
Rice blinked, "So what do you mean...... Do you want your affair with Zhou Guangjin to be true?
Xiao Qiao scratched his head: "Yes, Zhou Guangjin has good looks, good temperament, can make money, and doesn't spend it indiscriminately." Although it's a bit cold, it's a common problem set up by the big man, it's not a big problem, and sometimes it's a little cute, is it strange that I like him?"
"Not strange, but if you two don't come out again, how am I going to go upstairs?"
When did the rice become a man's voice-this stupid thought flashed, and in the next moment, Xiao Qiao saw Lu Fang standing outside the elevator door for a long time.
Xiao Qiao could still talk eloquently in the face of rice without panicking at all, but when he saw Lu Fang, he couldn't help but twist it.
As a powerful candidate to be locked up in a small black house together, it is still a hurdle that she can't get over in the end of her first kiss. Especially when Lu Fang was the object of her worship when she was a student and the person Bai Guiwan liked, she was even more awkward, just thinking about bringing that face in the dark into Lu Fang's face, she felt a deep sense of guilt.
And I don't know if it's because of my own self-affection, Lu Fang is really a little different to her.
Rice asked curiously: "Mr. Lu, it's been this time, why are you still coming to the company?"
It's now more than eight o'clock in the evening, in addition to working overtime, the office building is empty, and the lights in the lobby are half off, and Lu Fang's face looks a little pale under the extremely low color temperature.
"The company still has something, I'll come back to deal with it. Lu Fang held down the elevator button while looking at Xiao Qiao and said softly, "I didn't hear what I said just now, so I don't have to feel uncomfortable." ”
It wasn't until the two women came out that Lu Fang walked into the elevator. With one hand in his pocket, he pressed the floor button with the other.
The elevator door closed, Lu Fang's clear eyebrows disappeared, and facing the closed elevator door, Rice sighed: "To be reasonable, Boss Zhou is unbearable for ordinary people, Mr. Lu's type is the best in the world, gentle and elegant, those eyes looking at you will make you feel affectionate." ”
Xiao Qiao pushed her: "Don't reminisce, hurry up and go back to sleep, don't forget that there will be a tough battle tomorrow." ”