Su Zhinian followed in confusion.

Before Song Qingchun walked to the elevator, there was a dingdong sound from the president's exclusive elevator, and the elevator door opened.

Even though the expression on the woman's face looked a little unbearable, she still tried her best to maintain a proud posture and took steps towards the exclusive elevator.

"Wait a minute."

A second before the woman was about to step into the elevator, Song Qingchun, who was walking about a meter behind her, spoke up.

The woman didn't put Song Qingchun's obstruction in her ears at all, and her footsteps didn't stop at all.

Su Zhinian, who followed Song Qingchun's side, coughed lightly twice.

The sensible security guard, hearing Su Zhinian's hint, hurriedly stretched out his hand and stopped the woman.

The woman's eyebrows frowned, but she couldn't withstand the tall security guards, so she could only hold her hands in front of her chest and look at Song Qingchun impatiently.

Song Qingchun ignored her gaze completely, walked to the elevator unhurriedly, and pressed the close button.

The elevator door closed slowly, Song Qingchun took out one of the two pieces of paper he was carrying, pasted it on the cold metal wall of the elevator, and commanded slowly: "Secretary Yang, tape." ”

"Yes, Miss Song." Secretary Yang took the tape and came to Song Qingchun's face quickly.

Song Qingchun gave her a look and motioned her to tear the tape, and Secretary Yang, who didn't bring scissors, directly bit off a few pieces with his teeth and handed them to Song Qingchun respectfully.

Song Qingchun took the tape, firmly pasted the four corners of the paper on the elevator, then took a step back, looked at the words he wrote on it, bent his lips with satisfaction, and handed another piece of paper to Secretary Yang: "Go, stick this piece of paper to this elevator door on the first floor." ”

Secretary Yang didn't respond.

Like everyone around, he stared straight at the paper that Song Qingchun had pasted on the elevator door.

"Sluts and dogs with no ill intentions are not allowed."

Miss Song just called the company's big partner this time, in order to give her a disadvantage...... This sovereign oath is really handsome and enough to slap the face......

Before Secretary Yang could secretly admire it in his heart, he heard Su Zhinian's heavy cough containing warning, Secretary Yang instinctively shook his spirit, came back to his senses, and then took the paper in Song Qingchun's hand, took the tape, and quickly walked to the elevator on the first floor.

Song Qingchun waited until Secretary Yang entered the elevator, raised his hand, and pointed at the security guard on the paper he had just pasted, signaling him to read the content clearly, then turned around and walked towards Su Zhinian's office.

Since Mr. Su can follow Miss Song's wishes and throw this big partner out of the company, then naturally he will not disobey the announcement posted by Miss Song at this time...... The moment Song Qingchun looked at him, the security guard immediately made a gesture to the side of the elevator to the side of the woman: "Please go this way." ”

At this time, the woman's face, a burst of red and a burst of white, unpredictable, so exciting, she gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, not angry but laughed, facing Song Qingchun, who was passing by her side, suddenly mocked: "Miss Song is really ridiculous, didn't she say that you believe Mr. Su?" Since you believe it, what is Miss Song's move? Vexatious? Run riot? Or is it self-deception? ”

[Say a little off-topic,This paragraph is not money] This book is really the end.,The plot of the last buckle.,Every time I finish talking to you, it's about 2-3 days.,The reason for the probable,It's for fear of accidents.,I'm really not deliberately dragging you.,If you really chased my previous book.,You all know.,There will be a few days of error at the end of the ending.,I can finish a few chapters hastily.,But I think at that time,It's not that individual people accuse me of not keeping my promise.,But everyone said I'm not responsible., So what do you prefer me to do?