"Manager Qin, be cautious! Are you going to disregard the president, or do you have any opinions on the company's management?" Wang Zheng also said gloomily.

"You-"

Manager Qin was so blocked that he couldn't get up and down.

"What kind of girlfriend Mr. Song is looking for is his private matter! Song was founded by him, he just wants to destroy it, and you can only let it go. I advise you that it is better to have more than less. ”

After speaking, Wang Zheng also left directly!

"What's that?"

"That's, that's it, one of his assistants still uses himself as the president?"

Many people are very dissatisfied with Wang Zheng.

Even Coco Li was surprised by Wang Zheng's recent performance. She and the rest of the company finally knew what was going on with the secretary who was parachuted in at that time! People who originally had a great impression of Wen Qingshui, after this period of time, these news have long been gone. Even Coco Li, who has a good relationship with Wen Qingshui, is confused.

The president is now confused by beauty, so what is the reason for Wang Zheng?

Many people have the same questions as Coco Lee.

Song Xijun left the company and went straight to Song's hotel. A few days ago, he had booked a hotel room for a rainy day.

As soon as he left the Song Building, more than one person called the people outside. Of course, Song Xijun didn't know.

"Mr. Song, there is a tail!" The driver, Ah Quan, only walked out a few streets and determined this matter.

"Go around and don't get rid of it!"

Ah Quan didn't react to this order. Didn't even look through the rearview mirror. This is the gap, this is the quality, and of course the understanding of the president.

Ah Quan's car was speeding all the way, which could be described as extremely fast, and it turned left and right. Originally, the owner of the small car that was following behind was listless, but as soon as Ah Quan accelerated, he instantly fell asleep.

The owner of the small car is a man with a small hat, and his hair and beard look a little greasy. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well for days. Don't look at this person's ordinary-looking appearance, but he is a veteran reporter for an entertainment newspaper. His name is Ning Chuan. In particular, the squatting and smell sense are quite sensitive. At this moment, he also keenly smelled the news.

What could be more eye-catching than President Song?

"Quick, quick, don't lose it!" he said to himself.

Two cars sped down the road, and soon became three, four. There are also several rooftops of buildings, where people are watching with binoculars and directing vehicles on the road to standby.

"President, Miss Wen has arrived!" Ah Quan reported.

"We'll go too!"

At this moment, Song Xijun felt the excitement he had not felt for a long time. I don't know what the ending of this big drama planned by his little woman will be.

The old man in the old mansion kept a close eye on all this. Wang Qi didn't know what force he used. At this moment, the old man is sitting at the computer desk. The screen on the computer keeps switching. The old man seems to have grown heavenly eyes.

Night Star also kicked Feng Jiajia out at this moment! He didn't like to have someone else next to him when he was working. He kept tapping in front of the computer, and the screen jumped one after the other. It has been aimed at the big brand of Song's Hotel. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing full of confidence.

Yuan Tang, who was living in the hotel, also rang his mobile phone at this moment! Seeing the caller number, he frowned, and although he was reluctant, he still picked it up.

"Add some code to Song!" just one sentence, and then the call was cut off, as if he had never come.

Feng Jiajia went to Feng Junfeng's hotel in a nervous mood.

"Dad, why do we want to cooperate with Qidong? Is there anything in the company that I don't know?" Feng Jiajia is very angry these days. The same is true for her father at the moment.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Feng Junfeng glanced at his daughter, who had lost his elegance, with dissatisfaction.

His eyes stimulated Feng Jiajia even more. She herself was very dissatisfied with herself. Besides, her father's eyes were as distinct as seeing a shrew. She collapsed instantly, her voice crying.

"Dad, why can't you tell me? Do you know how helpless I am now!" Feng Jiajia sat on the sofa decadently, covering his face and crying.

Feng Junfeng always knew that his daughter was arrogant, and it was the first time he had seen such decadence. It's a little distressing to watch.

The psychology of a loving father instantly occupied Feng Junfeng's heart.

"Jiajia, there are many things, and I can't help myself! You know your grandfather's situation! Now he has severe Alzheimer's. Without your grandfather, Feng would be struggling. I had to do it. The Feng clan is no longer the Feng clan it used to be!"

"Dad, what should I do?"

"Child, it's time for your obsession to wake up after so many years!"

"But Dad, do we have any tricks?" Feng Jiajia's question made Feng Junfeng stunned and made Feng Jiajia disheartened.

She understood, and now she has no way back!

——

Song Xijun got on the hotel elevator, and a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

In front of the hotel, across the street, the café, the bakery, and even the corner of the wall were filled with all kinds of people with cameras.

Ning Chuan was very depressed looking at so many peers. He had been squatting for so long, and he hadn't seen a few of his peers. The opportunity I was waiting for. But where did these people come from? Where did they come from?

[According to people familiar with the matter, the president of the Song family entered the Song Hotel to meet his lover secretly. Before Ning Chuan posted a word, there was this news on the Internet.

[So far, I haven't seen the figure of the lover Wen Qingshui]

The comments blew up again in an instant.

——Nude/photos have been posted, President Song is still obsessed, what kind of poison is this?

- Wen Qingshui really has the means, the nude/photos have been posted, can he still cage the president?

- Bed/on/highly skilled!

- I was in the hotel, and earlier a woman appeared in the room that had been booked for a long time, and I sent you a picture.

Sure enough, there is a picture below, but the clothes and hats are very tightly blocked, and I can't see who it is at all!

- It's finally calmed down and the secret meeting is still there, who can't stand it?

- What I said upstairs is too straightforward, how can the big president not be able to stay up, women have it!

- Other women are not her!

So I couldn't stand this piece of news, and it was instantly put on top.

- It was quiet in the room.

In an instant, the publisher of this message received a lot of scolding.

- Are you stupid? The presidential suite of a high-end hotel allows you to hear it at the door?

The comment area was quiet for a few seconds, and it seemed that I couldn't hear the picture anymore. In the next second, I don't know who posted multiple photos, and the photos were all women at the door of the reservation room just now. This time it can be said that it is all-round and multi-angle. Finally, everyone has confirmed, it is Wen Qingshui.

——**。

- Shameless.

- President Song should go to check his body, maybe he was given some medicine.