Chapter 1153: Song Shao is not calm

Song.

Song Tianmo, who was busy in the president's office, sneezed for no reason, frowned slightly, rubbed his temples, and continued to look down at the documents in his hand.

Assistant Li Chenyang knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Song, that information has been taken away again, is it now to continue to monitor or slowly close the net?" There was no one else in the office, and Li Chenyang deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, and his expression was condensed.

"Taken away so quickly? It's fast enough. Gently turning the signature pen in his hand, Song Tianmo raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "Don't worry about it, the target should be given to them, let's put a long line to catch a big fish, and give them a little sweetness to taste first." ”

Li Chenyang's eyes lit up.

Although Song Shao's expression at this time was nothing unusual, Li Chenyang had been with him for many years after all, and he didn't know the coldness in Song Shao's eyes.

Some people think they are clever and are going to be unlucky.

Dare to reach out and steal the confidential information of the Song family, tsk, a good day, but this is the rhythm of death.

But this kind of audacity deserves no sympathy at all.

Li Chenyang quickly withdrew from the office.

Song Tianmo threw away the signature pen in his hand, walked to the window, and looked into the distance from the half-open window, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

On the phone on the desk, there is a WeChat message coming in.

Song Tianmo turned back to the desk and picked it up to see that it was a WeChat message from Ling Fei, and he stretched out his finger and slid it away without hesitation.

"Song Tianmo, I hate you!!"

Song Tianmo's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

There was a thump in my heart.

I don't understand why Ling Fei suddenly sent such a sentence inexplicably, Song Tianmo didn't send a WeChat inquiry, and directly dialed Ling Fei's phone.

Ling Fei was so angry that she was rolling around on the bed in her bedroom.

Seeing that it was Song Tianmo's call, he bit his lip hatefully, rolled away again, and the phone rang several times and he didn't answer.

Song Tianmo is not a person who gives up easily.

Ling Fei didn't answer, and the mobile phone kept ringing.

"Bastard!"

"Actually give me yin!"

Ling Fei sat up from the bed violently, stared at the ringing mobile phone cross-legged, grabbed a pillow and threw it over.

Afraid that she would get angry at Song Tianmo when she picked up the phone, Ling Fei simply jumped out of bed, opened the bedroom door and walked out, letting the mobile phone ring in the house.

After nearly ten minutes of calling, no one answered, and Song Tianmo finally gave up, knowing that Ling Fei was determined not to answer the phone.

Song Tianmo, who was bored, also had no intention of working.

Pursing his thin lips and holding his phone, he turned around and walked out of the office.

Li Chenyang immediately followed behind him with the documents.

"What are you doing with me?" Walking to the door of the president's elevator, Song Tianmo was still thinking about Ling Fei's words of inexplicable hatred of him, and the corner of his eye glanced at Li Chenyang's figure, his brows twisted, and a gleam flashed in his deep eyes.

"Mr. Song, the meeting is about to start." Li Chenyang was stunned. Mr. Song is going to the conference room downstairs, but he doesn't follow? It used to be like this.

Song Tianmo's gaze fell on the document in Li Chenyang's hand.

Then I remembered that there was a high-level meeting to be held.

It was also a meeting with shareholders.

Because of Ling Fei's WeChat, he actually forgot such an important thing! Now if you want to get off work early to see what Ling Fei is messing with, it will definitely not work.

Looking away, Song Tianmo pursed his thin lips and entered the elevator.

Li Chenyang silently followed behind him.

The two went downstairs to the conference room together, and there were already a lot of people in the conference room, talking in twos and threes.