Takeri shook her head slightly, her lips tightly closed.

I wanted to ask something and was scared back by his appearance.

In the back seat, she swept her gaze over the scarf he tied around his neck.

Raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "Are you really wearing it?" ”

Jing Huaizhi didn't think about it and chuckled halfway: "Why don't you wear it." ”

"I just think... Losing your identity. ”

Zhuli's eyebrows are slightly lowered, slightly sad.

He raised his hand and pressed the top of her hair, and looked deeply at her.

"You're on paid leave tomorrow."

The sudden words left her scratching her head.

Why did you tell her to rest in a good way, she hasn't been sick lately?

raised his white little face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl: "Boss, are you going to go on a date with Secretary Jiang tomorrow?" ”

When he met his eyes, the eyes that were still shining just now were wilting like frosted eggplants.

"Isn't it good to let you rest? Well? ”

He looked down helplessly and chuckled.

His approach made Zhuli suspicious, but he had no choice but to respond first.

Following.

When he was about to get off work, Song Lang broke into the Qisi Group with a group of people.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

The young lady at the front desk looked at his posture, although he was timid, but she still did not forget her job.

Song Lang brandished his cane to push her aside.

"Make an appointment for a fart, you open your dog's eyes to see who Lao Tzu is!"

He pulled her hair up again, lifted her chin and forced her to look at herself.

"Master, don't miss the hour."

The butler behind him reminded him softly.

Song Lang thought about it, he just wanted to take advantage of Jing Huaizhi's meeting with shareholders at this time, so he specially rushed to expose Secretary Jiang, and was almost delayed by the small front desk.

"Humph! I'll leave you alone. ”

He shook it vigorously and walked to the president's office with a cane.

Bang!

The door to the conference room was kicked open.

Song Lang pretended to apologize like a nobody: "I'm sorry Mr. Jing, I have something important to tell you." ”

Jing Huaizhi sat on the main seat, raised his eyes and swept towards him: "Uncle Song is afraid that he will have to wait for a while." ”

Other shareholders were annoyed by the sudden surprise.

"I think it's almost the same today, why don't we get here first?"

A shareholder with gray hair and the same age as Song Lang took off his reading glasses and spoke slowly.

"Wait."

"Mr. Jing, I'm here today to help you catch the ghosts."

Song Lang glanced at Jiang Gardenia, who was standing beside him, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a smug smile.

"After all, we're still working together, what's mine is yours, and yours is mine, right?"

Having said all this, what he meant was only in the second half of the sentence.

Jing Huaizhi's hand rested on the table and tapped twice.

"Then I'll thank Uncle Song."

The expression on Song Lang's face was so wonderful that he almost forgot the purpose of his visit.

hooked his finger at the housekeeper, and the video of Jiang Gardenia and Zhang Cheng's private meeting was projected on the big screen.

"Mr. Song, that day you asked me to talk about the plan for the next quarter."

Jiang Gardenia explained the reason unhurriedly.

He ignored her and told the butler to continue playing the pre-edited recording.

Jing Huaizhi had nothing to do, so he glanced at it casually and lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Song, you really wronged me that day..."

Now, Jiang Gardenia also understands that Song Lang and Zhang Cheng have long colluded together.

No, it should be sooner than that.

Seifuen Garden.

Zhuli was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed and swiping videos unscrupulously, and it felt so good to take a paid vacation.

There is a feeling that when I go to school, my parents have taken a day off, but everyone is in class.

Suddenly, news came from the gossip group.

He Xiang: [Secretary Jiang seems to be going to be fired]

Immediately followed by a bunch of question mark faces below.

He Xiang: [I heard from people from other departments that Mr. Song from Yum Group seems to have come with evidence...]

Evidence?

In an instant, Takeri sat up from the couch.

It can't be yesterday, right?

Recalling that day, when she saw Song Lang and Zhang Cheng colluding in the hotel, she felt uneasy.

"Secretary Jiang is the boss's person, if I push the boat down the river to help with this..."

"Can you just get her to keep it a secret for me?"

"I'm not sure if she knows anything, though."

Thinking like this, she quickly changed her clothes and took a taxi to the company.

Jing Huaizhi was surrounded by the smell of tobacco, and his voice was faint: "Uncle Song means that I want Secretary Jiang to leave?" ”

Song Lang saw that things were finally on the right track, and tried his best to hide his smugness.

"Huaizhi, you see that these shareholders are all here, and there are such people around you who can't be kept!"

He pretended to be kind and admonished.

Jiang Gardenia's expression was serious, without the slightest joy, anger, sorrow and panic about being fired.

"What I said to Mr. Xiao Zhang that day was, 'As for whether it is okay or not, everything has to be arranged by our Mr. Jing'."

But it was edited as: Yes.

"Secretary Jiang, do you have any strong evidence?"

Or the gray-haired shareholder, he whispered.

Jiang Gardenia didn't speak, she didn't have any evidence, but there was a person who seemed to have evidence.

It's just too late to look for it right now.

"Huaizhi, the people around you still have to choose a reliable one."

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Zhang Xuan also withdrew his only chance.

Under the vote of the shareholders, it was unanimously agreed to dismiss Secretary Jiang.

After smoking a cigarette, Jing Huaizhi finally spoke: "What Uncle Zhang said is, since this is the case, let's do it according to everyone's wishes." ”

Song Lang squinted and looked at him carefully, looking a little uneasy.

His secretary actually opened it because of his words?

He always felt that things were not so simple.

Turning his head, he expressed his gratitude to Song Lang again: "Thank you, Uncle Song." ”

Jing Huaizhi's thin lips were lightly raised, with a gentle smile.

"I'll make a phone call first."

Now she can only go to Mu Airu for help, but she will inevitably be scolded.

"Wait!"

Outside the door, Zhuli bent over and gasped for air.

"I have evidence to prove Secretary Jiang's innocence."

Jing Huaizhi heard her voice, and his whole face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

She paused to release the full video and recording of yesterday in front of everyone.

Song Lang had a fire in his heart, he knew that things would not go so smoothly, so he was waiting here.

"Miss Zhu is really warm-hearted!"

He almost gritted his teeth.

In the end, everyone just thought it was a farce and was still discussing it when they left.

"Thank you." Before leaving, Jiang Gardenia leaned over and whispered in her ear.

In an instant, the empty conference room was left with only the two of them.

Take-pear thought that he would be greeted with a compliment.

"Didn't you say that you will take paid leave today, what are you doing now?"

Jing Huai's gloomy eyes make people dare not force their eyes.

The atmosphere was tense.

When she spoke again, she said with a bit of a tremble: "Boss, I'm watching Secretary Jiang be falsely accused..."

"Enough!"

A scolding interrupted her.

His cold expression was so terrifying that Zhu Li trembled.

"Don't be smart enough to think you're helping me."

"It's like shooting yourself in the foot."