Chapter 295

"I have a way, but you must not let song September see it, just as usual."

It's not so difficult for a man to lie to her.

Zhang Hao nodded and completely believed Xue Sha. In his opinion, Xue Sha, a gentle woman, could not lie.

"After I was banned, I didn't want to accept the unspoken rules of directors. Besides, I graduated from the film academy and only knew how to act, so what she did forced me to die. But I didn't expect to meet you, Zhang Hao. Thank you very much."

Xue Sha seized the opportunity and said such a true word, which immediately moved Zhang Hao and held him in her arms.

"You can tell me what to do."

Xue Sha's eyes flashed a smile and took out a small spray bottle, which was only as long as a finger, very small.

"If you spray this water on the things that Fu Shao often contacts, you can rest assured that Fu Shao and I have no grievances or grudges, and we will not harm him. I just want song September to suffer a little loss. I can't forgive her for hurting me so badly."

Zhang Hao took the small spray bottle and held it in his hand. Although he didn't know what it was, Xue Sha believed it since she said it was harmless to the boss.

"As long as you let Fu Shao inhale this kind of smell often, it's not difficult for you to contact his office often."

Xue Sha's voice was full of temptation. Zhang Hao nodded and saw that the other side took out another handkerchief.

"If you put this on Song Jiuyue, Fu Shao will become irritable when he smokes that thing and smells it again, because these two things are mutually exclusive. At that time, song Jiuyue must not have a good life."

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, put the things away, put them in his trouser pocket, and promised to Xue Sha.

"Don't worry, I will finish what you give me."

The corner of Xue Sha's mouth was hooked and Zhang Hao's neck was encircled with her hands. Her tone was a little coquettish.

"Thank you, dear."

This voice, dear, completely dispels Zhang Hao's last doubt.

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Song Jiuyue thinks Zhang Hao is honest all the time. He has been working in shengteng for nearly ten years. He has devoted almost all his youth to shengteng, so he has no defense against him.

These days, I have been listening to the top people discuss Zhang Hao. Somehow, I feel funny. People in shengtengli are like family members.

At the beginning of Fu Jin, how did he recruit these living treasures.

Zhang Hao is going to show his boss today's report. When he sees song Jiuyue sitting in his seat, his eyes flash with a trace of displeasure. He thought that this man is different from other women, but he didn't expect to do evil outside because of his boss's liking. It's really annoying.

"Miss Song, that My niece likes you very much. She's a fan of you. Let me give this to you. "

Zhang Hao took out the small handkerchief, only palm size, edge is a few plum blossom, especially elegant and beautiful, and a look is pro automatic hand embroidery.

Song September is a little flattered. Does she have fans? She's not a star. How can she have fans.

"My niece said that you could subdue the boss, even more powerful than the star. She yelled for me to take your photos every day. I was so annoyed by the noise that I promised her to deliver this gift."

Song September saw Zhang Hao's words so true, and he had a smile on his face. He took the handkerchief and looked at it. The girl was really attentive.

"Thank you."

"No

Zhang Hao took it with a long sigh of relief and sweat spilled over his forehead. He had never cheated anyone like that. Although he knew that Miss Song's character was not good, he was really not good at cheating.

Song Jiuyue thought that this man was afraid that he would not accept it. He was too nervous, so he raised his head with a smile and put the handkerchief in his hand.

Zhang Hao turned and went into Fu Jin's office. His eyes were a little complicated. When he went in, he found that his boss was not there. He seemed to be taking a nap in the lounge, and he was not easy to disturb.

After putting things aside, take out the spray bottle and spray it on the small plants in front of the computer desk. The taste is very light. It's a kind of cold fragrance. It smells refreshing.

This should be no harm to the boss, he thought so, and sprayed more, thinking that he would come in every three days to spray, not to let the taste disappear.

Fu Jin didn't know that his employees would be fooled by a woman. After all, he only taught them how to deal with the enemies in the market, but he never told them how to deal with women.

He had a drink with Shen Bai last night. Today, he had a headache, so at noon, he went to the rest room to have a sleep.

If you wake up with a wrinkled nose, you can't tell why you look at the report.

was discovered by Zhang Hao, and his mouth corner sucked. I heard that the man was in love. Are people in love so horrible that even documents must be treated with perfume?Some laughs, but because it doesn't smell bad, let him go.

After work, song September as usual into Fu Jin's office, see the other side is still busy, quietly waiting.

"Go, go home."

Fu Yan saw the person who wrinkled his face into bitter gourd, got up and walked over, and hugged him downstairs.

Song September's face became clear immediately. He gave Fu Jin a kiss on his face, then took his arm and got into the car.

She was in a good mood and didn't pay attention to others, so she didn't notice that Fu Yan's body was stiff for a moment.

Curiously stretched a head to come out, see still Leng in situ of person, some doubts of open mouth.

"Fu Jin, what's the matter with you?"

Fu Yan frowned and rubbed his temple. It seems that he really drank too much last night. He hooked his mouth and got on the bus.

"Nothing. Go home. If you want to go back next time, don't wait for me."

"I always feel strange without you."

Song Jiuyue said that, he was held in his arms by the other party, and his hands naturally caught his neck.

"Song September, you're not married yet. You're so clingy. Do you want to tie me up in the future?"

It was just a joke, but song Jiuyue nodded.

"Well, that makes a lot of sense."

Fu Jin was angry and laughed, rubbed her head and held her tightly.

Two people all the way home, autumn aunt has prepared the meal.

Song Jiuyue and Xiao Hei played a high five game on the sofa for a while, then Fu Ji called them to the table, took the chopsticks and ate them gracefully.

At ordinary times, after dinner, Fu will take song Jiuyue out for a walk, or hold her to watch TV or something.