His sweat trickled down his superior jawline, dripping down from the very bottom of his chin.

The landing point was her soaked chest.

Who can stand this?

Her throat was inexplicably dry, and she swallowed it subconsciously.

"Just this moment, as for so much sweat? It's a sweat, right? ”

Rong Chuqin pushed her tongue to her cheeks, but she didn't refute it, for fear that she would be scared when she said it.

From darkness to light, her cramped gaze really had nowhere to place.

He had a good eye on all her little expressions, and he could figure out what she was thinking now.

"I'm afraid you'll report to your grandfather."

“？”

"Say I won't even let you in."

“……”

"Your first time here, I'll come down and lead the way."

I wasn't waiting for you.

"That'...... Thank you. ”

The enclosed space was hot, stuffy, and the content of the speech was awkward, but fortunately, the elevator arrived quickly.

The design of one elevator and one household, as soon as the elevator is opened, it is the entrance.

Rong Chuqin changed his shoes before putting her down, "Anyway, you are alone, I don't take a breath when I pick it up all the way, am I empty?" ”

"......" has changed a lot over the years, but the point of holding grudges is still the same as before.

"Where's my luggage?"

Rong Chuqin pointed impatiently, "Take me as an assistant?" ”

"How come, thank you for your efforts, Mr. Rong."

Listening to her always detached and angry tone, Rong Chuqin's words were rolling in his throat, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything, after all, it was only the first day.

Song Tang didn't want to mess with him, so he asked where the bathroom was, and hurriedly went.

Rong Chuqin sighed, walked to the cooking table and poured a glass of ice water for himself, drank it dry in one gulp, cooled down and lowered the fire.

When Song Tang came out, the hair on the front and side of his forehead was wet, and after washing his face, he was more energetic and sober.

This is where Rong Chuqin lives alone, unlike the old mansion and a bunch of subordinates, she is also at ease.

Looking at the moody man, she asked, "Where is the second bedroom?" ”

"I don't have any plans for a sexless marriage."

Song Tang glared at him with a cold face, if his eyes could cut people, he would have been torn apart on the spot with blood splattered at this moment.

On the first day, Rong Chuqin didn't expect anything to happen, and she was thankful that she didn't sneer at him.

So, after a few seconds of stalemate, he pointed towards both ends of the hall, "There are master bedrooms on both sides, mine is on the left, and you are always welcome to knock on the door." ”

This is his last stubbornness.

Song Tang lightly spit out a "thank you", and then pushed the luggage to the right.

Rong Chuqin's mouth was cold, and his heart was also cold, and he reached out to unbutton his shirt irritably, and walked to his room while taking off his soaked shirt.

The disturbing bell suddenly rang, it was Fu Xiupei.

"Hello?" The tone was extremely unpleasant.

Fu Xiupei immediately burst into laughter, and said mockingly: "If you can still answer the phone at this time, it means that you have been rejected." ”

As soon as the door closed, Rong Chuqin did not hide the loss in his heart, and sighed for a long time: "Yes, so Fu Qingsheng has any tricks to teach the younger brother?" ”

Fu Xiupei was startled, and his heart was so refreshed, "Xiaorong, are you begging me?" Then shout 'big brother' first. ”

"Got your face?!"

"Anyway, Song Tang and I have known each other for many years, maybe I can help you say a few good words in front of her."

"In her eyes, you and I all the way."

"That's not right what you say, you're the ceiling of the scumbag world, I'm only the floor, and I can't compare with you."

"Fuck off, don't bother Lao Tzu if you can't help it."

"Eh, eh, this kind of thing can't be rushed, you have to take your time."

"Slow down, you bastard!"

After scolding, Rong Chuqin hung up the phone ruthlessly, and didn't answer it anymore, and people who were impatient couldn't listen to the words of taking their time.

——

The next day, Song Tang arrived at the company early, and when the new official took office, he always had to have a good relationship with the original old man.

There were originally two secretaries in the office, the male secretary Tang Qian, who was mainly responsible for the contact and arrangement of work, and the female secretary Feng Jia, who mainly focused on trivial matters in life.

Now that a secretary general has been parachuted, she is still a woman, Tang Qian and Feng Jia will have some ideas.

Song Tang turned on the computer, planning to take a look at the work report submitted by the two, and then have a small meeting with them later.

Soon, a hurried bell rang, and unexpectedly, it was Jiang Fanxing.

"Why did you call me early in the morning?"

Jiang Fanxing had just woken up from a hangover, and his voice was still a little hoarse, but his tone was very anxious, "I just got a reliable news that the gold owner behind Wang Xue has issued a hunt and kill order for you." ”

"What?" Song Tang's first reaction was to think it was ridiculous, the rule of law society of Guotai and the people's security, and the pursuit of the killing order?

"Wang Xue has a godfather, named Xue Kun, who is from Hong Kong City, has a Taoist background, and is very famous in the capital circle. My strange thing is that I sent it to you, and they didn't look for me, but they found you by name, and I vaguely felt that someone wanted to harm you. ”

"Tang Tang, hurry up and leave the capital and go out to hide."

Song Tang is very calm, as the so-called interlacing is like a mountain, probably I don't know much about the entertainment industry, those who don't know are fearless, she is not panicked at all, "No, I'm in the Rong family, they can come in and talk about it." ”

"But you also have time to get off work."

At this time, there was a "drip" outside the door, and someone came to work.

Song Tang immediately lowered his voice and said, "I know about this matter, I'm busy here, let's talk back." ”

At the same time as Feng Jia pushed the door open, she hung up the phone.

"Secretary-General so early?" Feng Jia was surprised for a moment, and immediately changed to a warm smile, raising the paper bag in his hand, "Have you had breakfast?" I accidentally bought too much, divide your points? ”

"Thanks, I've eaten it."

Song Tang looked at the work report handed in by Feng Jia on the computer screen, which happened to be about Mr. Rong's eating habits.

Interlaced lines are like mountains, so how could a capitalist in the entertainment industry know that Wang Xue's revelations came from her in just one night?

Unless, someone delivers it accurately.

She swept to the dietary preference column of the report, on which the word "coriander" was clearly written.

Preference, parsley?

How did she remember that Rong Chuqin couldn't even smell the heavy smell of coriander, and ordered a pot of spicy incense pot and asked someone to pick out all the chopped coriander inside?

Feng Jia has a lot of qualifications, since Rong Chuqin sat in the position of president at the age of 25, she was the secretary to the president, this year is the fourth year, and Tang Qian has not been here for two years. She is careful, thorough, and has a sweet voice, and has always been known as the "first secretary" in the Rong family.

Feng Mi, who is so careful and thoughtful, would never make such a low-level mistake, and this kind of anxious xenophobic method is really clumsy.

Song Tang looked over at Feng Jia, and saw that Feng Jia was seriously arranging the plate, and after the plate was finished, it was sent to the president's office.

What accidentally bought too much, it was clearly specially prepared for Rong Chuqin.