She looked down at the ticket on her mobile phone: "You have to talk to Mr. Zhang about a multinational business tomorrow, the plane has been booked, and it will take off at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and the hotel has already asked people to contact in advance." ”

Shang Yan took a look at the information on the table and nodded, with a little appreciation in his eyes.

"Well done."

The man raised his eyes and saw Xiaoxiao wearing sunglasses, and he asked suspiciously, "What sunglasses are you wearing?" ”

"My eyes hurt, and the office light is too strong." Cheng Xiaoxiao sorted out the messy information on the business table.

Then he sat down at the small table without saying a word and continued to work.

Shang Yan didn't have the heart to work, staring at her busy back, he remembered the recent events and was irritable.

Mo Wen knocked on the door of the office, pushed the door in after getting permission, and whispered in front of Shang Yan: "Mr. Shang, now the popularity has gradually decreased, the post has been deleted, and the blogger who posted the post also sent an apology, and he also apologized to his wife." ”

After finishing speaking, Mo Wen glanced at Cheng Xiaoxiao pointedly, thinking that she should be very happy to hear the news.

Unexpectedly, people still look so lukewarm.

Mo Wen sighed, it seems that Mrs. Shang just doesn't care about Mr. Shang, so she doesn't care about those infamy.

"You've done a great job, and you've doubled your bonus this month." Shang Yan opened his mobile phone and looked at the news on Weibo, and the hot search on it was really withdrawn.

Mo Wen was dizzy from being smashed by the inexplicable pie, and smiled stupidly: "Thank you, Mr. Shang." ”

It was in vain that he spent a day and a night contacting major media friends.

It's worth staying up all night!

After Mo Wen left, Shang Yan took out the milk heated in the microwave, walked to Cheng Xiaoxiao, leaned against the table, and casually moved the cup in front of her.

"Mr. Shang, do you know who spread this news?" Cheng Xiaoxiao closed the computer with a question in her eyes.

There was a rare hint of panic on Shang Yan's cold face: "I ......"

"Mr. Shang, the two of us are each taking what we need, what do you have to do with Lin Qian, in fact, I don't care at all, but I ask you to be fair, okay?"

Because Shang Yan knew that Lin Qian did this matter, he would secretly solve this matter without investigating who it was.

After all this, she still thinks she's a fool?

Thinking that as long as this matter is resolved, he will be grateful to him?

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at him speechless, and suddenly understood that her guess was not wrong at all: "I'm a little unwell today, so I'll go back and rest first." ”

She strapped her bag and walked out of the office, the warm milk on her desk getting cold.

Shang Yan picked up the glass of milk, drank it all by himself, and looked at the empty seat, he had a feeling of loss in his heart.

Are you really wrong?

The bar was noisy, with lonely men and women dancing together.

The red-green spotlights hit everyone sporadically.

"Xiaoxiao, that dog man can be regarded as having a little conscience." Zhao Yunlan drank all the wine in the cup.

She knew that all the infamy under Cheng Xiaoxiao's back was really wronged, but in fact, all this still came from Shang Yan.

Two people should have an obligation to protect each other's privacy.

Now this matter is nakedly displayed in front of everyone, to put it bluntly, Shang Yan is too careless.

Fortunately, this matter has been resolved, and as for some so-called scolding on the Internet, it will slowly fade out of people's field of vision over time.