Chapter 27

"Wow, really or not?"

"What's her relationship with the general manager?"

"The general manager's new girlfriend?"

"the general manager has brought many girlfriends. When did they change their taste?"

It's you and I again. The originally quiet office is about to become a lively food market.

At the moment, song Qinghuan in the toilet is rubbing her temple with a headache and calling her good friend Mei Jun: "Jun Jun, I ask you, didn't you tell me that it was manager Zhao Jingnan of time group who went to Jinghong hotel that day?"

"What's the matter? Don't you mean you work for time group today? " Mei Jun's voice is very soft, very gentle, not like her usual style, careless.

Song Qinghuan doesn't have to look at it to know that she is with her boyfriend.

Mei Jun's boyfriend, song Qinghuan, has met him several times. He is a handsome rich second generation who is obedient to Mei Jun, but song Qinghuan is not optimistic about them, because the rich second generation is like a playboy.

Song Qinghuan depressed tunnel: "that day in the box, not Zhao Jingnan."

Mei Jun frowned and asked her, "it's not Zhao Jingnan. Who is that?"

Song Qinghuan said, "I don't know. That's why I asked you now. Where did your news come from? Who was the man in the box that day? "

"You don't care who he is, anyway, let you enter the time group, and hang up in advance!" Mei Jun said with a smile and hung up the phone.

"inhumanity with opposite sex," Song Qing Huan can not make complaints about it, but she betrayed her marriage and then entered the era.

This Mei Jun, I really want to beat her up!

Song Qinghuan originally wanted to take advantage of the noon break time to go to the address given to her by "manager Zhao" and ask him for a clear answer.

But who knows that it would be so troublesome for a big company to go through the entry procedures.

When everything was done, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and she had to go to work at two o'clock, so she didn't have enough time to travel.

I had to take a taxi after work.

According to the above address, the taxi driver drove into the luxury villa area of a city, but after a turn, the driver suddenly stopped, pointed to the road sign not far in front, and let song Qinghuan get off.

The sign said, "private road, please do not enter!"

Song Qinghuan called a messy wind, money, is so wayward, the road can also be private!

Standing at the entrance of the road, song Qinghuan stepped in for the nth time, but retreated for the nth time.

Do you want to go in? Should we go in?

Song Qinghuan bit her lip and hesitated to sit down on the bench beside the road. The breeze blew her long hair around her waist.

At this time, a royal blue Rolls Royce Silver Charm suddenly stopped beside her.

When the car door opened, a young man in his twenties came to song Qinghuan with a puzzled expression: "is that Miss Song Qinghuan?"