It's a pity that Song Pandi doesn't understand the rules, one has no backing and the other is incapable, people are still short-sighted, and a good project was messed up by her.

Of course, they have all heard the news of black-hearted sanitary pads, but because most of them involve the privacy of the wives of important people, they are conventionally not reported and disseminated.

I don't know if Song Pandi is anxious for success and profit, but he is so bold that he is shoddy, causing important customers to be sick;

Or someone took a fancy to the gold mountain in her hand, set up a trap for her, and took away the big project in her hand.

In short, the ending has been decided.

Song Pandi withdrew in embarrassment, and even his back road to a comeback was cut off, and he was almost imprisoned.

I don't know if she is aware of current affairs or stupid, but she willingly took the initiative to give up the patent of tampons.

This is equivalent to giving away a mountain of gold.

However, it is also wise to be willing to break the wealth to ensure safety.

The Zheng family, the provincial capital that got the big pie, took advantage of this shareholder wind to directly connect with those important people, and then divided their interests and became allies, and their worth doubled and their prospects were immeasurable!

This is a level of connections that they usually can't reach at all!

It can be said that the Zheng family has reaped enough benefits in it.

And the big ones behind the cadres have an extra money bag.

Song Pandi was the only one who suffered.

But she was frightened, and the simple-minded didn't think much about the twists and turns behind her, and she was complacent and lucky.

Song Pandi, who seemed to have retreated, lost his tampon business without caring about it, and soon had a new idea, he wanted to write a book and become famous, and he also wanted to make a movie to make a lot of money?

She didn't even think that those people wouldn't allow her to come out.

"What kind of book are you going to write?"

The reporter doesn't care what to complain about, but it is undeniable that they like interview subjects like Song Pandi, and any one pulled out is a breaking point, which is too convenient.

Song Pandi saw that the reporter was interested in his career as a writer, and secretly boasted in his heart that he had a vision, and unilaterally looked at him with the eyes of his confidant, and decided that he could cover him more in the future, break more exclusive news to him, and train him to become his own royal reporter.

However, the provincial report is still too shallow, but she knows that the Internet will be the real famous place in the future. Fun reading little books

In the future, I will recruit him to take care of his own V Bo, and I have to raise a group of water army, in addition to promoting my own movies, I also have to die to black Song porcelain!

It's best to make her so depressed that she can't think of jumping off the building!

Song Pandi exhaled, took out his hand to look at the blood stained on his fingertips, and frowned.

"You can help me see, it doesn't matter if I have a wound on my face, will it leave a scar?"

Naturally, she leaned over the still hot half of her face and commanded in a somewhat commanding tone.

The reporter who asked the question just now leaned back to avoid it, looking inexplicable.

What's the matter with this woman, she ate a whole head of garlic at noon, right? I don't know what she tastes in her mouth? She still rushes to people with all her might, and she has no morality!

"It doesn't matter, you go back to work, or you won't be able to complete today's task. ”

The reporter held his breath, said perfunctorily, and fanned the notebook in his hand to drive people away.

Song Pandi was relieved.

It's good that she won't leave a scar, she will be a big star who will eat with her face in the future!

"You're worried about me? ”

Song Pandi glanced at the reporter, thinking that he was actually quite attractive after watching it for a long time.

Of course, it is still far from Sun Qian, who is both talented and good-looking.

No, it's incomparable.

Just be a spare tire, reward him with a chance to please himself, and he will definitely go to heaven happily, right?

The reporter was already smoked by the strong smell of garlic in her mouth, and faced her spicy-eyed eyebrows at close range, and her stomach suddenly turned upside down!

He pinched his leg hard, so that he could maintain his professionalism as a reporter, and did not spit it out directly in front of his peers and lose the face of their unit.

His peers are enemies, and he has a sense of collective honor.

"No, no, I can't affect your work, and I can't make people misunderstand that you are cheating and cheating, and you will ruin the big guy's impression of you. That would make my conscience troubled. ”

The reporter covered his conscience and talked nonsense with a stiff expression.