After confirming the cooperation with Yaoguang, Song Qiqi's workload increased a little.

She blew her hair dry, sat at the desk, made a simple plan, faxed it to the person in charge of the marketing department, briefly explained the things she wanted to cooperate with Yaoguang, and put forward her own interests.

The person in charge was working overtime like her, and the reply email was sent quickly, Song Qiqi looked at the contract that had been outlined, and sighed, sure enough, professional things still have to be handed over to professional people.

After explaining, Song completed the rest of today's work.

She yawned and closed the folder she had just processed, and clicked on the document on the desktop named "Little Flower Flowers Are Gone", which contained a third of the unfinished termination contract.

Xiaohuahua is gone, and her calf will continue to work hard to plow the field.

The document was written until more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, Song Qiqi relied on coffee to die, her head was already a mess, she finally revised the contract, and the computer was turned off and almost fell asleep in seconds.

The next day she was frozen to wake up, last night in the study until half past three to write the termination contract, she was so sleepy that she didn't have time to return to the room and fell asleep on the table, the half cup of high-strength coffee next to the lamp has been cold, and the stall on the cover of her trance yesterday also slipped on the ground, no wonder she woke up from freezing.

She moved her sore body, got up and picked up the stall, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and wanted to go back to the room to sleep for a while, when she saw that it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and the alarm clock was about to ring in twenty minutes.

Afraid that it would be difficult to wake up after he fell asleep, Song Qi couldn't sleep, picked up the cold coffee and poured it, and made another cup after washing.

Coffee was served with bread, and Song Qiqi sat at the dining table and watched the financial news while eating.

"Jingle bell" A random ringtone interrupted her, and it was the mobile phone on the coffee table that wanted to ring.

Song Qi bit the bread and walked to the dining table, picked up the mobile phone and looked at it, an unfamiliar number.

She swallowed the bread in her mouth, answered the phone, and waited for the other person to speak first.

"Hello Mr. Song."

Song Qi replied decently: "Hello, who is it?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, I have what Mr. Song wants here, I wonder if Mr. Song is interested in meeting me?"

The ordinary sliced bread left in Song Qiqi's hand was instantly minced by her, and she guessed the identity of the other party almost instantly, and she also knew what the other party was looking for her.

She settled her mind and spoke in a calm voice: "I'll only give you five minutes, and in half an hour, I'll be waiting for you in Huitong Plaza." ”

The other party was very satisfied with her acquaintance, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Song, I wish you a happy Wednesday." ”

Happy your mother, Song Qiqi almost burst into a foul mouth, she hung up the phone, and her face turned red.

Bastard Chen Yanye.

She asked people to change the passwords of all his accounts, and he sold the video to the paparazzi.

Song Qi was angry, and he couldn't eat the bread anymore, so he picked up the quilt and took a sip of bitter high-strength coffee.

Half an hour later, Song Qiqi appeared in Huitong Square dressed in black.

She covered her face with a huge hood on her down jacket and stood next to the landmark waiting for someone who had called her.

The other party came, and he was as armed as her, showing only a pair of eyes.

Song Qiqi suddenly felt that this scene was funny, it was like two secret spies meeting each other.

She looked at each other with a straight face and said, "Where's the thing?" ”

The other party mysteriously took out a USB drive from his pocket, and then turned the QR code of his mobile phone to her: "The rules of the road, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, I am not greedy, this number, I will give you the USB disk." ”

The other party stretched out two fingers, Song Qiqi narrowed his eyes, and asked directly: "Twenty thousand?" ”

"......" the paparazzi was silent, "Two million, enough for Mr. Song to buy your company's top black material." ”

The other party's lion opened his mouth widely, Song Qi looked at his cunning eyes in disbelief, and said casually: "Two million to buy a video, you are stupid and have a lot of money, I will give you a maximum of one million, and give me the USB drive, otherwise I have a way to find out who you are." ”

The other party didn't expect her to open her mouth and cut half directly, and hesitantly refused to give the USB disk, Song Qiqi looked at the time impatiently: "You only have three minutes left, or the USB disk is given to me, and I will give you one million, or you take the USB disk to roll it for me, but as long as the video has appeared, I guarantee that you can't mix in the circle." ”

The people who work in the entertainment industry have never had a good face for the paparazzi, because they accidentally blew up the melons of their artists by these self-proclaimed messengers of justice.

and because he was afraid of being offended and secretly investigated, he was okay on the surface.

The man's cunning eyes were not so cunning by Song Qiqi, and he was even a little aggrieved. He swore that it was the first time she had seen a master like Song Qiqi who scolded him for letting him go if he didn't agree with him.

was threatened by Song Qiqi, but after thinking about it, he still handed over the USB drive in his hand.

Song Qiqi grabbed it back and stuffed it into the pocket of his down jacket, and asked him with a cold face, "Is there anything else?" The voice was like an old mother asking her son if he had stolen something and if he had returned it.

The paparazzi's voice was even more aggrieved: "No." ”

Song Qiqi took out his mobile phone to transfer money to him, and the paparazzi looked at the mobile phone with blank eyes, one million is one million, enough for him to buy a few square meters of house in Jiangcheng, where every inch of land is expensive, although it is less, if you earn a few more times, you can buy a few more square meters.

Song Qiqi's fingers moved a few times quickly, today's wind was rustling, her hands hurt from the cold, she didn't seem to show a second more at all, after transferring the account, she quickly retracted her hand.

The paparazzi waited for her one million to arrive, but the mobile phone automatically rang "so-and-so paid 200,000 yuan" made him dumbfounded.

A house of a few square meters instantly becomes more than one square meter.

"You're kidding me?" He spoke incredulously.

Song Qiqi rolled his eyes: "You said that I gave you two million, what else do you want to do?" ”

"You just said to give a million, but you only gave two hundred thousand! Two million you also pressed one less zero. ”

Song Qiqi frowned and looked at him: "One less zero?" ”

"Yes!"

She smiled sneeringly, and reluctantly took out her phone again, and the other party hurriedly put the QR code in front of her eyes again.

Song Ji pressed another zero.

"So-and-so paid 100,000 yuan."

"A zero is for you, it's five minutes up, get out of the way."

"What the are you fooling me, it's a million, a million, not a hundred thousand, not two hundred thousand!" Teasing twice, his patience was clearly exhausted.

Song Qiqi's face instantly turned cold, and he met his eyes directly: "I can't force 300,000 again, hurry up and get out of me." ”

The man was dumbfounded, no one told her that the daughter of the Song family, who seemed to be everyone's best girl, would not only scold but also burst into foul language, and when she called her, she didn't mention that she asked him to meet and get money to eliminate the disaster after taking a look at the contents of the USB drive, he thought that Song Qi was very good.

However, who is the person in front of him who teased him several times and scolded him?

Song Qiqi looked at him with a smile in her eyes, pushed her away and was about to leave, but the other party spoke again: "Isn't Mr. Song afraid that I still have something?" ”