Looking at Song Xiaoya's changing face, the boss of Huanyu technology turns his eyes and knows that this woman should have a little trouble with a senior member of the Mu group. Otherwise, why did the people over there tell him to say that?
He sighed helplessly, "Miss Andy, I've told you all about the company. Now you know I can't decide these things, do you?"
“……”
Song Xiaoya bit her lip hard, and her face became whiter and whiter.
When he came out of Huanyu technology, song Xiaoya's anxiety and tension had turned into anger.
Huanyu technology is not far from the marriage registration bureau. Song Xiaoya and Mu Junhao had an appointment to meet at the marriage registration bureau.
But now, she could almost be sure that he was not there.
When I got into the taxi, song Xiaoya said to the driver, "master, go to the marriage registration office."
"Good!" The taxi driver looked at her in the rearview mirror and saw that she was not looking well. He couldn't help saying, "Miss, are you going for a divorce? I'll tell you, it's hard to find three legged frogs in this world. When a man with two legs grabs a lot of them, there's no need to be sad for the scum man. "
"Ah? No Song Xiaoya eyes a dark, quickly explained, "he is not slag man, I am sorry for him."
After getting off the bus, song Xiaoya told the driver, "master, could you please wait for me here, maybe I'll come out right away."
Song Xiaoya tells a good driver to come to the hall of the marriage registration office.
Looking around the hall, I didn't see Mu Junhao.
Song Xiaoya had expected the result of the incident for a long time, but she was not so angry, because the driver had just inadvertently reminded her.
Mu Junhao thinks she's sorry for him. Is that revenge? What does he want to do?
The driver saw that she came back soon and said half jokingly, "it seems that the other party is still reluctant to divorce you! Since it's not a big contradiction, we can make it up. "
Hearing the words, song Xiaoya's small face flashed a bitter smile, swallowed the bitterness of her heart, and shook her head.
There was no quarrel between her and him, just I can't go back.
Their feelings were wrong in the beginning, but now they just want to correct it.
Song Xiaoya doesn't know how many times she has come to Mu group. The front desk has been familiar with her for a long time. She only thinks that this mysterious president's wife has been very attentive during this period of time.
"Ma'am, please!" The front desk pressed the elevator button for her.
Song Xiaoya corrected: "I'm not your president's wife. Don't call me that so as not to be misunderstood by others."
The front desk laughed awkwardly, "Madam President, I think the president still cares about you. Maybe there is some misunderstanding. Can you have a good talk?"
“……” Song Xiaoya sighs in her heart.
Why all of a sudden everyone told her to have a good talk?
She knew that this was a kindness from the front desk. She laughed, "thank you for your concern. We'll have a good talk."
Just as the elevator came down, song Xiaoya walked into the elevator.
As soon as the elevator door closed, the smile on her face gradually cooled down.
Song Xiaoya comes to the president's office skillfully. When she passes the Secretary area, the secretaries' eyes look at her become a little complicated.
They don't know the identity of song Xiaoya. They only know that this woman has been pestering the president of the company every day during this period of time. It seems that she has some unusual relationship with the president.
But think of the scene of the office at this time, we look at Song Xiaoya's eyes become sympathetic.
"Miss Song, the president is not free now. Why don't you go in later?" The Secretary sitting at the front door reminded.
Song Xiaoya stopped and asked the Secretary, "please help me to give a notice."
The little secretary was embarrassed, "this..."
As he was talking, the internal hotline on his desk rang.
She quickly connected, with a sweet voice: "Hello!"
As soon as he spoke, Dawson's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "let her roll in!"
"Yes The Secretary's back was suddenly cold, and he stood up straight unconsciously.
Song Xiaoya is very close to her secretary, so she naturally hears the voice from the phone.
She clenched her fingers and walked towards the office.
As soon as I reached out and pushed the door open, before I could see the scene clearly, I was the first to hear a faint murmur.
"Ah Mu Shao, you are good or bad ~ "
Song Xiaoya is surprised at the familiar voice and suddenly raises her eyes.
On the desk of the office, Chen Shihua sits boldly on it. His upper body is like a water snake wrapped around Mu Junhao's body, and his mouth makes a series of ambiguous calls.
Song Xiaoya's anger was almost at the top of her mind. She pushed the door open and yelled at the room.
"Mu Junhao! Do you think that's interesting? "Let her go to the marriage registration office and wait, but he's happy in the office with other women?
"Bang!" With a loud noise, Mu Junhao and Chen Shihua turn to look at the door.
Looking at the woman standing at the door with her fist clenched and angry face, Chen Shihua looked very bad. She reluctantly climbed down from her desk and said coldly, "didn't anyone tell you to knock before opening the door? There is no one to teach, no education
Song Xiaoya's anger surged up in her heart. She took a few deep breaths to calm her mind.
She didn't like Chen's poems and paintings before. When she saw her arrogant appearance, she gave a light smile and raised her magnificent and moist lips.
"Is Miss Chen so short of money? If Miss Chen is really short of money when a man is unwilling to pay, I can lend you 200 yuan. It's much more comfortable to open a room outside than in the office. "
Song Xiaoya was also dazed by Mu Junhao's behavior, so she said such a thing to Chen Shihua.
Chen Shihua didn't expect song Xiaoya to be so straightforward. She was even worse than Ji.
Biting hard, the small face with delicate makeup becomes distorted.
Can't bear that, suddenly, she raised her hand toward song Xiaoya's face to fan down.
At that moment, song Xiaoya's eyes shrank, quickly grasped Chen Shihua's wrist, and said coldly, "Miss Chen, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Even the men who can't give up the money for their rooms don't like you very much."
With that, she pushed Chen Shi Hua away.
Chen Shihua, wearing high heels of more than ten centimeters, stepped back several steps before barely stopping.
The corner of my eye sweeps to the man sitting on the office chair. Suddenly, my foot turns and falls to the ground, just not far from Mu Junhao's feet.