As soon as Song Jiale walked into the room, a breath made him creepy, and at this moment, Lu Liangchuan was leaning on the sofa, staring at his father's henchman.

Song Jiale stepped forward, smiled stiffly, and said, "Young Master, is there anything wrong?"

The corners of Lu Liangchuan's mouth raised a smile slightly, he waved his hand, signaling the acting director standing behind him to walk out, the door was closed, and only the two of them were left in the whole room, Lu Liangchuan stood up, he leaned in front of Song Jiale, and his words were a little weird: "Do you know something, I don't know." ”

Hearing this, Song Jiale's eyes immediately became a little sharp, he opened his eyes wide, looked at Lu Liangchuan in front of him, and did not speak.

Lu Liangchuan smiled, and then said, "Let me ask you, what is the matter with the flower that Lu Xiaokun planted in my backyard." ”

When the words fell, Song Jiale shook his head, and his voice was tough and a little soft: "I'm sorry, young master, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

Lu Liangchuan stepped forward, grabbed Song Jiale's collar with one hand, and immediately said: "You don't know? Back then, you followed my father's order to personally lead people to plant that white flower in my backyard, and you specially ran to say something to Ye Ximo, don't think that I don't know anything." ”

Song Jiale's eyes flashed with a little surprise, and Lu Liangchuan's words had a commanding tone: "Tell me, what the hell is going on, why didn't Ye Ximo allow anyone to destroy that flower no matter what?"

Song Jiale stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Liangchuan's hand down, he soothed his tone: "Young Master, that sea of white flowers, I really don't know what it is, what kind of role it has, you also said it, I followed the chairman's order, the chairman's matter, I have never asked much, as for what I said to Miss Ye Ximo at the beginning, I have nothing to say, if the eldest young master has nothing else, I will retreat, please forgive me." ”

After that, Song Jiale waved his hand and planned to walk outside, Lu Liangchuan hurriedly walked in front of him and blocked him: "You have been a lackey for Lu Xiaokun for so many years, and now you are just a secretary, are you willing?"

Song Jiale raised his head to look at Lu Liangchuan, his two pairs of eyes looked straight at each other, what made Lu Liangchuan feel strange was that Song Jiale in front of him did not have the slightest fear of him, he said indifferently: "Willing." ”

After saying that, Song Jiale bypassed Lu Liangchuan and pushed the door open and walked out.

Lu Liangchuan clenched his fists tightly, and when he saw Song Jiale leaving, the acting director at the door also ran in, he looked at Lu Liangchuan, who had an extremely bad face, and said, "Young Master, is something wrong?"

Immediately after that, a loud noise rang out in the room, the sound of the palm touching the flesh, and a heavy slap on the acting director's face.

"Useless stuff. ”

The acting director came to his senses, he immediately lowered his head, and did not speak, at this moment his heart was constantly beating one after another, following Lu Liangchuan for so long, although his temper was usually short-tempered, but now it is the first time he has encountered such anger.

"Who is the person in charge of Lu Xiaokun's meal?" When the atmosphere in the whole room fell into a dead silence, Lu Liangchuan finally spoke.

The acting director immediately replied: "The chairman's private kitchen is in charge, but every meal will pass through Song Jiale's hands." ”

Hearing this, Lu Liangchuan frowned slightly, and then said, "I'll give you ten days, and you can solve that Song Jiale for me." ”

The acting director immediately raised his head and looked at Lu Liangchuan with some surprise: "Solve it?"

Lu Liangchuan frowned: "I don't care if he's dead or not in this company, anyway, after ten days, I don't want to see him in the company again, you can do it yourself." ”

With that, Lu Liangchuan walked out.

The sky gradually darkened, and in the director's office, the acting director held his head, even though the lights in the office had been turned on, but the gradually dim environment still suppressed his state of mind at the moment, and he didn't know what he should do next.

In Lu Xiaokun's office, Song Jiale sat on the sofa, he held chopsticks, carefully tasting every meal on the coffee table.

There are not many meals on the coffee table, three dishes and one soup, and the standard is just a family dinner.

"Chairman, it's time to eat. After Song Jiale tasted it, he pursed his lips and immediately shouted loudly.

Lu Xiaokun put down the work in his hand, stood up, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, even if Lu Xiaokun has his own family, but for several years, he rarely goes home to eat, even if he goes home to eat, he will always bring Song Jiale with him, for him, the family has become a so-called burden in a trance.

Ten minutes later, the two of them finished eating, Lu Xiaokun put down the chopsticks, and Song Jiale began to tidy up, seeing that Lu Xiaokun was still sitting on the sofa, Song Jiale asked: "Chairman, what do you want for breakfast tomorrow?"

"What did Lu Liangchuan come to do with you today?" Lu Xiaokun did not answer Song Jiale's question.

Song Jiale stopped what he was doing, and he immediately replied: "He just came to ask about the company's recent development." ”

"Nothing else?" Lu Xiaokun said with some doubts.

Song Jiale nodded: "He asked me so much verbally, I don't know what he was thinking." ”

"Okay, I got it. Lu Xiaokun stood up, walked to the desk again, sat down, and then processed a pile of papers.

At night, the night is a little cold, in Changche City, the temperature difference between day and night is relatively large, the noon is hot and the night becomes a bit cold and biting, but nevertheless, the city at night has become more lively, the streets are filled with a smell of erosion, and the world dominated by money can make everyone indulge in it and can't extricate themselves.

Song Jiale stood on the balcony of the office, holding the railing with one hand, looking at the sky, forming a sparse, the light of the moon ruled the entire night sky, he couldn't help muttering, a cold wind brought a biting cold, he muttered: "Autumn is coming, I don't know how you are......"

"Song Jiale!" Lu Xiaokun's voice suddenly came into his ears, and he hurriedly ran in.

Lu Xiaokun took the pen, looked at him and said, "You go to the manor now to see how Mu Xuchen and his wife are doing." ”

"Yes. Song Jiale agreed.