Chapter 275: Good Pregnancy
However, after drinking with Tang Jiani, Zhang Fusheng once again raised his red wine glass.
"Mr. Song, you see that Mr. Tang has already drunk it, why don't you drink one too! As long as you are willing to drink, I will definitely hand over all the business orders to you Changge this time. ”
Song Qingge frowned slightly, and did not answer immediately.
I have made it very clear just now, Tang Jiani is drinking for herself. Moreover, she came to the eldest aunt today, and she really can't drink.
Zhang Fusheng, who was on the side, saw that Song Qingge didn't react, and immediately said unhappily: "Mr. Song, what do you mean by this?" Look down on us Yangtze River. Clique? ”
Song Qingge said lightly: "No." ”
may have been angered by Song Qingge's attitude, Zhang Fusheng's face turned cold.
"I'm really a little confused, what else do you Changge have to do now? If I'm not mistaken, Changge is about to go out of business, right? ”
Tang Jiani, who was on the side, frowned.
As I expected, this guy is a tough dog skin plaster.
"Mr. Zhang, understand, Mr. Song is indeed a little uncomfortable today, it's better to have a second cup, let me drink it for Mr. Song."
As she spoke, Tang Jiani picked up the red wine glass and wanted to drink it.
Who knew that Zhang Fusheng snorted coldly: "No need, Mr. Tang." Mr. Song looks like this, obviously looking down on me Zhang Fusheng. In this case, our company's order will never be handed over to Changge! ”
Song Qingge was depressed.
She knew she had inadvertently created another enemy today.
Seeing Song Qingge's face, Zhang Fusheng thought she regretted it.
Zhang Fusheng's face softened slightly: "Mr. Song, it's too late for you to regret it now." What I just said doesn't count. ”
"As long as you drink this glass of red wine, an order of 100 million, or do you have a long song? What do you think? ”
Zhang Fusheng's words were full of self-evident threats, and his squinting eyes swept back and forth on Song Qingge's full delicate body without concealment.
"Mr. Zhang, it's a little difficult for a strong person like you to be a little difficult, right?" Tang Jiani said indifferently. She has lost patience with this Zhang Fusheng.
Zhang Fusheng's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Mr. Tang, do you have a part to speak here?" In the territory of Hangzhou, I haven't taken your Jingteng branch in my eyes yet! ”
After speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Qingge, and his expression became even more gloomy: "Song Qingge, Yangtze River. The group's orders, some people can't ask for it. I give you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. That's to give you a shame. ”
Just when Zhang Fusheng frequently threatened Song Qingge, Tang Jiani glanced at Su Changfeng with some disgust.
In her opinion, if Song Qingge's husband was not Su Changfeng, but those elite talents, Song Qingge would not be bullied by this guy like this now.
"Whew!"
Finally, Su Changfeng slowly stood up.
He put his arm on Zhang Fusheng's shoulder.
Zhang Fusheng was stunned for a moment, turned his head and scolded: "Where did the little trash fish come from?" Get out of the way, don't take the blame for yourself! ”
In fact, when he just entered the door just now, Zhang Fusheng had already noticed Su Changfeng on the dinner table.
But because Su Changfeng sat in the corner, the other two women sat in the main and deputy positions. So he regarded Su Changfeng as a small role such as a driver.
"You're the one who wants to get out."
Su Changfeng coldly spit out a sentence.