The new product launch conference of Song's Group was a complete success, and for a time countless upstream and downstream businesses flocked to it, and even the above secretly contacted Song Chenghong overnight, preparing to cooperate with Song's Group to apply holographic technology to military training.

Since then, the Song Group has the strongest backer.

Feng Jinchen jumped up and down against the Song Group, and the above naturally noticed him, and Wan Zhen and Chaozhuo Technology under his name will undoubtedly fall. If it weren't for the Feng Group's contribution to the country's tax revenue, and Feng Jinchen was the only flesh and blood of the Feng couple, I am afraid that they would not be able to arrest him immediately.

Regarding cooperation, Song Chenghong, an old fox, is in charge, and Song Qingyue can take the laboratory friends out for a good treat.

In the box, team member Lin Xiangyu drank two glasses of wine, and he stood up with a red face when he was drunk, and stumbled to Song Qingyue, still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Huo Chizhou immediately shot his gaze over, always paying attention to Lin Xiangyu's every move.

Lin Xiangyu didn't seem to sense Huo Chizhou's death gaze, and his tongue was still fighting when he raised his wine glass to speak: "Boss, boss, thanks to you this time, if you hadn't discovered the core data of the game helmet in time and led us to develop the game warehouse, the loss would have been great." ”

It's hard to make wedding dresses for others with the hard work that so many of them have worked hard day and night, and they are also infamous for plagiarism, and their scientific research careers have been ruined.

The more Lin Xiangyu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his heart was surging with gratitude and admiration for Song Qingyue.

"Boss," Lin Xiangyu's mood was beyond words, he stretched out his wine glass in front of Song Qingyue, and howled, "I toast you!" ”

"Everybody's worked hard."

Song Qingyue smiled and picked up the wine glass on the table to clink glasses with him.

"This Song's Group's new product launch conference was a complete success, and I will give everyone a big red envelope."

"Wow!" Jiang Xueci, who was immersed in eating delicious food, was attracted by the word "red envelope", and immediately raised her head and looked at Song Qingyue with bright eyes, and couldn't wait to confirm: "Qingyue, each of us has a big red envelope to take?" ”

"Of course." Song Qingyue nodded with a smile.

"Yay!" Jiang Xueci cheered.

Although Jiang's mother is very rich and can give her countless big red envelopes, this is a bonus earned by her hard work, and the feeling of excitement and joy is completely different.

The rest of the friends were equally rejoicing.

Big red envelope!

According to their understanding of their own boss, the small money in the red envelope will definitely not be tens of hundreds, hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands. If you give hundreds of thousands, it will be enough for a down payment on a house.

The crowd rubbed their hands excitedly.

Ying Linyuan, who was beside Jiang Xueci, rubbed his hands with flies, as the heir of the Ying family, he was actually not short of this money, but when he thought that this was the first bonus from his first internship job in his life, he was very happy.

Seeing the friends laughing and making trouble, Song Qingyue always had a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's good that they don't have to be pointed at by the outside world in this life, and they don't have to follow her day and night in the laboratory for three full years, just to clear the plagiarism charge in order to develop the game warehouse. They will no longer be implicated because she doesn't know people clearly.

Thinking that the friends would spend a lot of time in the laboratory in their past and present lives, Song Qingyue announced: "Not only bonuses, but also two weeks of paid annual leave for everyone." ”

"Wow!"

Not only did Jiang Xue resign, but the rest of the colleagues were shouting "wow", celebrating this long holiday that fell from the sky, and it was still paid.

The friends have stood up to show their loyalty.

"Boss, I love you so much!"

"Boss, I will definitely do my best for our Song Group in the future, and the Song Group is my family!"

"Our boss is the best boss in the world!"

Song Qingyue shook her head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Everyone go back and spend time with their families, or you can go out for a walk." Immediately, she reminded in a joking tone: "Don't forget all your professional knowledge, and you will continue to engage in research and development when you come back." ”

"No, no, no!" The little friend hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand.

"We're all going to keep learning."

There are also a few friends who figured out another meaning from Song Qingyue's words: "We will still be a group in the future." ”

"You're not Wu Ruizhe and Wang Cong, you didn't do anything to be sorry for the Song family, so the boss kicked us out."

Talking about Wu Ruizhe and others, the friends were full of interest and relish, with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Wu Ruizhe, they should regret that they want to hit the wall, right?"

"That's for sure."

"I heard that the stolen money was confiscated before it was hot, and I could have become one of the developers of holographic online games, but now I can only squat in prison."

The friends sighed while eating melon seeds.

"Although it can't be locked up for a few years, it's recorded in the archives, which institute dares to ask for it after it comes out? I'm afraid that even a slightly larger company will turn them away. ”

"Wu Ruizhe always relies on himself to be a senior, as if he is a great scientist, and he won't go to deliver food and sweep the streets in the future, right?"

"I'd love to see their expressions right now."

The friends were crooked, and began to regret that Wu Ruizhe and Wang Cong were unconvicted criminals and could not be visited, otherwise they could be laughed at in person. Tsk, I picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, it's so stupid.

Who made them betray the Song Group? Deserve!

Of course, the friends also heard that it was Feng Jinchen, the ex-fiancé of their boss, who bought the trade secrets of the Song Group. Worried that their boss would be heartbroken when he recalled that scumbag, and they were also afraid that Huo Chizhou, the vinegar jar, would release cold air like crazy, and they didn't mention Feng Jinchen.

Just spit on that scum in your heart.

"Shall we all have a drink to the boss?" Lin Xiangyu proposed.

"Good!" Everyone echoed, holding wine glasses to toast Song Qingyue, and one by one, their mouths were like smeared with honey, and they kept blowing rainbow farts. This is their future boss.

Follow the boss, getting rich is not a dream!

After a few glasses of wine, Song Qingyue's originally fair and flawless cheeks were dyed crimson, and her clear and bright eyes were also a little blurred.

"I'll drink it for you." Seeing that Song Qingyue was about to drink again, Huo Chizhou raised his hand to hold the wine glass in front of her, and accidentally wrapped the soft and petite soft wattle.

Huo Chizhou: "! ”

A handsome face was a few degrees redder than Song Qingyue, who had drunk wine.

"Wow-"

The sound of everyone's coaxing sounded, and Huo Chizhou realized what he had done, and took his hand back as if he was electrocuted.

Song Qingyue was accustomed to Huo Chizhou's breath, and after being drunk, she did not reject Huo Chizhou's approach, and did not feel that his behavior was offensive.

"Come on, let's continue to toast."

Huo Chizhou was shocked, and his hand reached over faster than his brain to suppress it.

This time he only touched the glass.

Song Qingyue, who was slightly drunk, reacted half a beat slowly, looked at Huo Chizhou's big hand with lowered eyes, and only raised his eyes to look at Huo Chizhou for a while, with water lingering in his eyes, as if he was accusing of something.

Huo Chizhou stammered: "I, I'll drink it for you." ”

After thinking about it, Song Qingyue slowly shook her head: "No." ”

Song Qingyue forgot that there was still a substitute driver, and only remembered that Huo Chizhou needed to drive and couldn't drink, so she raised her white and tender fingers childishly and poked Huo Chizhou's chest, exhaling like an orchid: "You have to send me back later." ”

"Wow-"

The crowd was louder.