Chapter 52: Mr. Song, How's My Chair?

"Can't I be his wife?"

The front desk smiled and said apologetically: "This... Why don't you call Mr. Shen, I'm a part-time worker, and I don't dare to disobey Mr. Shen's order. ”

nodded, and did not embarrass the front desk.

took out her mobile phone and pressed the mobile phone number that she once knew so well that she couldn't be more familiar.

Honk... Honk... honk

After about ten seconds, the other side was quickly connected.

"Hey."

The man's nice voice rang out.

"I'm downstairs." Song Yiqing said.

The only sound on the phone was him flipping through the papers, and the man was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'll let someone go down to pick you up." ”

Shen Wangshu hung up the phone, and suddenly called the secretary in a good mood, asking him to go downstairs to pick up people now.

The secretary said hello, although he didn't say who he picked up, but the secretary had already guessed a few points, and there was only one person who could make the boss suddenly feel better.

The secretary quickly came down and led Song Yiqing into the company, along the way, many employees looked at Song Yiqing, muttering something, Song Yiqing didn't mind being looked at, after all, in the entertainment industry, she has long been accustomed to being looked at.

Walking into the exclusive elevator, the secretary took Song Yiqing to Shen Wangshu's office, and then completed his task and continued to do his own thing.

Knock knock, knock softly on the door.

"Come in." Shen Wangshu's deep voice came.

Song Yiqing pushed open the door, and his heart was inexplicably nervous.

Shen Wangshu sat upright on the office chair, there were a lot of documents piled up on the table, he was concentrating on one of the documents, and his slender finger joints were rhythmically tapping on the desktop of the desk, as if he was alone in the office.

"Shen Wangshu."

Song Yiqing pursed his lips and said.

"Hmm." He replied casually, still not looking up.

"Do me a favor."

"I'm still angry." His fingers stopped tapping, he slowly raised his head, his dark eyes stared at Song Yiqing, and said indifferently.

Some crying and laughing to hold his forehead, this man really wants to fight with himself.

"Tell me first, what's going on."

raised his handsome eyebrows, and his narrow Danfeng eyes glanced at Song Yiqing lightly.

"Ah Jin's matter, Li An is very cautious, he will definitely not let Ah Jin go easily."

"Tsk," Shen Wangshu put down the document, stood up and walked straight to Song Yiqing, his eyes were secretive, "What's the benefit of asking someone to do something, right?" I'm a businessman and I value fair trade. ”

“...”

What can I trade?

As if he had insight into Song Yiqing's thoughts, Shen Wangshu's thin lips pursed, hooking up a sultry arc, his powerful hand wrapped around Yingying's graspable waist, and he lowered his head ambiguously and bit her ear gently, and said in a low and warm voice.

"Of course, you are my wife, and I am willing to make this loss-making trade."

The man's breath sprayed on her face, as if there was a burst of low-voltage electricity wrapped around her back, up to her scalp, and Song Yiqing's body was weak and weak.

Goblin!

Song Yiqing subconsciously popped out two words in his mind.

The foot stomped the man's shiny black leather shoes.

This stamping used Song Yiqing's strength to breastfeed, and ordinary people felt pain when they looked at it, let alone experienced it personally.

"Shhh Shen Wangshu's handsome face stiffened, his eyebrows were twisted in pain, and his eyes glared at Song Yiqing in shock.

How dare this woman step on herself...?

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