There was a brief silence, and a knock came from the door, clear and abrupt.
Secretary a Zheng, look back at the past, see the beautiful woman standing at the door, immediately witty back to one side, respectfully say hello, "Miss Song."
Fashion and temperament of the woman stepped on high-heeled shoes, slowly approached, glanced at her, a cold um, and then looked at the man sitting motionless, the fundus of his eyes glanced gently, "not finished?"
Shangrui for her appearance, look no change, voice also not how much temperature, "how did you come?"
The woman put the thermos box in front of him, opened it and said, "I asked my aunt to cook some rice. It's still hot. You can eat some."
The general secretary was busy, but he looked down first
Shang Rui waves his hand.
Soon there were two people left in the conference room. When there was no one to talk, there was only a slight collision of tableware, which was inexplicably strange. However, there was no difference in their faces, as if this kind of relationship had become a habit.
The woman is in a red dress and a small coat. Her skin is white and anti-human. She is full of typical golden temperament. Her ten fingers are slender and slender. She is dyed with red nails. She is white and tender. Even the pigeon egg diamond ring on her ring finger has lost its luster.
Facial features are not sweet and charming, but they are very durable. When you don't speak, you have a cool temperament.
Some people, born with a high-level face, is probably her kind.
"No, I have a meeting later. If you haven't eaten, go to my office." The man stood up slowly, stretched his stiff limbs and went to the window.
After finishing the meal, the woman quickly recovered and said in a low voice: "there is still time. You can have some. I'll wait for you in the office. I won't disturb you. After eating, let the Secretary clean up and deliver it."
Then, before he could speak, she took back her hand, turned and left.
Shang Rui looks back at her back, eyes deep.
Office of the president.
The woman pushes the door in, the female secretary is sorting out the document, hears the voice subconsciously to turn back, see is her, light smile, "Miss Song."
Without comparison, there is no harm. The female secretary with excellent figure in professional attire also completely lost color in front of women, which shows the difference between ordinary people and rich and famous women.
Her eyes straight to see the Secretary, still warm, but inexplicably more than a bit of pressure, "what happened to the company recently?"
The secretary was stunned and hesitated
The woman's beautiful eyes narrowed and her voice became colder. "I'm his wife. I don't have the right to know?"
The Secretary's face turned white.
That's right. Right now, this is their wife, song ran, the eldest lady of the Song family. She is worth more than 100 million yuan. She is absolutely equal to her family. Moreover, she is a famous talented woman in the circle of celebrities.
It's just that they married in secret, so her predecessors have always called her Miss Song.
"There's something wrong with the company..."
The secretary gave her a general account of what had happened in the company.
Song ran takes a cigarette out of her bag, ignites it skillfully, and takes a breath between her lips. Her red lips spit out blue and white smoke, which is her original noble and cool temperament, which makes her feel a bit degenerate.
After listening quietly, she put the cigarette between her fingers and flicked at the ashtray. She asked leisurely, "he stayed in Nancheng for so long, but didn't get any harvest?"
The Secretary silently swallowed her saliva, lowered her head, hesitated how to explain to her.
She can't tell her that she is always going to Nancheng for a woman?
After thinking about it for a while, she explained, "some have learned about the development of relevant industries in Nancheng, and have talked about some cooperation. By the way I understand general manager Shao's Contacts. "
She wants to say that she knows the woman of general manager Shao and doesn't know whether she will be beaten.
Song Ran's expression did not change. It seemed that there was no doubt about her explanation. She just reached out and put out the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, and said in a hoarse voice, "he has been Do you have free time during the day? "
"Half a month? You wait. " The secretary was stunned. She quickly went to the table to take her tablet, opened it, slid the screen, and looked at it carefully. Then her expression changed. She looked up at her in some embarrassment, "Miss Song If you have anything, I'll arrange it first and discuss it with Mr. Shang later. "
The woman seems not to be surprised at all, no expression of waving fingers, "no, back to me with him."
The Secretary finished sorting and said, and left. Soon, shangrui pushed the door in and smelled the smell of smoke in the room. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "didn't I say not to smoke in my office?"
Go to the table, pick up the remote control and turn on the exhaust fan.
He stood there looking at her. "Why haven't you left yet?"
The tone can't hear joy and anger, but the eyes seem to be looking at a stranger.
Song ran put down his two legs and looked up at him, "I have something to do with you. When can you arrange half a day for me?"
Shang Rui asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"The woman in his eyes to see over when the light back to the line of sight, drooping eyes, "for a while half can't say clearly."
Shangrui looks at the woman. Her eyebrows are tighter and her thin lips are pursed. After a moment, she still says, "I'm busy recently. I want to make an appointment with my secretary."
"Don't make an appointment. I'll tell you directly that I'll be waiting for you at noon tomorrow." The woman suddenly picked up the bag and stood up in a crisp tone.
"Song ran!" Shang Ruijun's face stained with a trace of displeasure, "you don't want to be capricious, I'm very busy now."
The woman came to him, tenderly tightened his bow tie, looked up, and gave him a gentle smile, "I know you are very busy, so I won't disturb you today, so tomorrow at noon, you don't go, I hope you don't regret it later."
Said, slender fingers stroked his chest clothes, side open body to leave.
Shang Rui's irritation accumulated over the past few days came out with anger. He clasped her wrist and said in a cold voice, "do you threaten me? Song ran, you know me... "
Regret?
He has never let himself regret this half of his life, including marrying her. Even if he has no feelings, his huge business interests make him not regret his choice, but he only hates the threat from others.
"I'm pregnant." The woman interrupts him faintly, the expression is unusual calm.
The man stares at her, his pupil shrinks abruptly.
Song ran continued: "I was going to give you half a day to think about it. If not, I will go to the hospital by myself."
Understatement of a word, the man's face instantly tense, buckle her means almost to pinch.
Static for a few seconds, his look still can not see what, but the voice inexplicably cold, "you want to kill him?"
Song Ran's eyes flashed over something, and suddenly sneered, "how, can you still want to keep it?"
She watched him closely, her heart contracting.
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