In the president's office, Song Tingcheng looked at the various reports on the Internet about Xie Yuqing and Huang Xie, and he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable for a while.

The hand holding the mouse was already trembling, and his breathing was a little chaotic, and it was obvious that Song Qingcheng was already slightly angry at this time.

Song Tingcheng wanted to pick up the phone and call Huang Xie or Xie Yuqing several times, but she gave up halfway, she was completely confused, and she didn't know what she was thinking at all.

"President, what can we do? If there are fewer and fewer people who cooperate with our company because of this, our company's entertainment department will face a huge crisis at that time!" the secretary accosted him.

Song Chengcheng didn't speak, but after browsing some reports and gossip, he casually closed the web page, then folded his hands on his abdomen and slowly lay back, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, thought for a long time, and then opened his mouth and said: "Since the outside world has already regarded them as lovers, we might as well use this as a purchase, package them, and then shoot a series of type advertisements!"

"Well...... the secretary frowned and thought about it, and then his eyes lit up: "Yes, now many advertisements can't shoot that effect because of lack of emotional investment, and now there are just ready-made, as long as we seize the business opportunity, we can make a lot of money!"

"It's up to you to tell them about packaging them for advertising shoots, I want to take a break, I've been too tired lately. Song Chengcheng said very tiredly, then lay on the soft chair and closed his eyes.

The general manager's office of Allure International Sales Department.

"What?" Huang Xie was still there watching his TV series, but who knew that the president's secretary suddenly ran over and told him good news, and after hearing it, the whole person stood up with a shout.

"No, let me partner with Xie Yuqing?" Looking at the secretary, Huang Xie asked again.

"Yes!" the secretary nodded.

"President, did she really say that?" Huang Xie still couldn't believe what Song Tingcheng said, he even wondered if Song Tingcheng was sick and burned out his brain, so he asked again.

"Yes!" The secretary still nodded, no matter how many times Huang Xie asked, she always nodded and said that this was indeed what Song Tingcheng said.

"I'll go, what is she thinking?" Huang Xie slumped in his chair and said speechlessly.

"I've already brought the words, and I still have to inform Miss Xie about the rest, and here I will congratulate Manager Huang!" The secretary said a word of blessing to Huang Xie and turned to leave.

"Look at everything, go to work!" Huang Xie glanced at the past, and found that his subordinate staff was looking at him again, and immediately put on a face and said sharply.

Five days later......

Huang Xie reluctantly drove his Porsche from Xie Yuqing's house to his villa.

Yesterday, Huang Xie finally got his new car, and I have to say that this car is exactly what Huang Xie just saw, brand new, just like a new one.

I don't know what Father Song is doing when he tows the car away this month?

When I saw the halfway way, the mobile phone on the side rang, and I took a look at it, it was Song Chengcheng calling.

"Hello?"

Huang Xie picked up his mobile phone and connected the phone, talking casually.

"How's it going?

Huang Xie had a black line at his head, and said in a collapsed manner: "I thought it was a big deal, when I went to see it, it was just a leak in the water pipe, so you called me over!"

"That's right, you're a couple!" Song Qingcheng chuckled, but no matter how he listened to it, there was something in it.

Huang Xie said speechlessly, "I don't seem to agree, okay! Besides, I'm not your fiancé!? Why are you doing this?"

"Uh-huh, isn't this good for me? I can just get rid of you, and you won't lose anything, there is a new genus," Song Tingcheng said.

Huang Xie said: "You will regret it in the future!"

"Regret? Why? Someone I don't like, is it possible that I still want to marry you?" Song Qingcheng also said unhappily, and his tone unconsciously increased a few points.

Huang Xie smiled: "You don't grasp it yourself, what's more, do you dare to say that you don't have any feelings for me?" Huang Xie's last sentence also accentuated his tone, and said very strongly.

"Anyway, I don't regret what I did now, but you, I have matched you, why do you still disagree. Song Tingcheng felt a pang in her heart, she didn't know if she had any special feelings for Huang Xie, she now had a better relationship with Huang Xie than a friend, but it was far from loving or liking this relationship.

Huang Xie sighed, looked to the side casually, and then hit the steering wheel.

"Since you don't regret it, then don't blame me for being too attentive in the future!" Huang Xie said indifferently.

"It's none of my business who you like, why should I regret it?" When Song Chengcheng said this, the whole person felt as if he had hollowed out all his strength, and said weakly.

"Yes, that's good, let's start shooting commercials tomorrow!" Huang Xie saw that Song Chengcheng insisted on this, and he didn't want to say anything.

"Okay, I'll get in touch with ......."

"What the hell?"

Originally, Song Chengcheng just wanted to contact Xie Yuqing to say this, but suddenly he heard an exclamation from Huang Xie's side.

"What's wrong?" asked Song Tingcheng.

But Huang Xie didn't say anything, but suddenly he heard a "Damn!" and there was nothing else.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingcheng asked again.

"It's nothing, it's just a little ...... Small...... I'm relying on you!!," Huang Xie said intermittently, and finally shouted out.

Then Song Tingcheng heard the sound of gunshots, yes, it seemed to be the sound of a submachine gun, and then he heard a violent impact, as if he had been hit by some car, and then he heard a violent explosion.

Song Tingcheng's heart instantly chuckled, and he hurriedly took his mobile phone and shouted: "Huang Xie, what's wrong with you? Huang Xie?

Finally, in a nervous mood, Song Tingcheng's voice finally came from the mobile phone: "It's okay, I've encountered a little trouble." ”

"You are a little trouble? I heard the gunshots, the crashes, and the explosions, where are you?" Song Qingcheng said anxiously, and his heart was pounding.

"It's really nothing, I'm damned!" Huang Xie said helplessly, but suddenly shouted again, and then Song Chengcheng heard the gunshots again, and then Huang Xie said again: "It's not convenient to talk now, I'll hang up first!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Song Tingcheng just wanted Huang Xie not to hang up, but Huang Xie hung up the phone without saying a word.

hurriedly called back, but Huang Xie's mobile phone had been turned off, and he couldn't get through no matter how he called.

"Damn, what the hell happened?" Song Qingcheng immediately gritted his teeth, and after hesitating for a while, he went out and drove along the route to Xie Yuqing's house.

On the other side, after Huang Xie turned off his mobile phone, he poked his head out from behind the corner, but quickly took it back.

"Damn, this is the first time I've encountered a shootout, I usually watch TV dramas, and in reality, I'm really lucky!"

"Master said that the damage caused by the bullet to us cultivators is not very great, I don't know if it is real. ”

Huang Xie muttered, and then transported the internal qi into his hand, condensing a thick stream of internal qi energy around his palm.

"Whew~" Huang Xie exhaled lightly, and then flashed out suddenly.