Song Qingxin was very shocked.

This was the first time she felt scared.

‘You can tolerate and plan well, and you can be called a handsome talent.’

Song Guowei's evaluation of Tang Ye was quite high, but because his evaluation of Tang Ye was too high, Song Qingxin felt uneasy.

Throughout the history of the Three Kingdoms, many outstanding people emerged, each leading the way for decades. It can be said that you finished singing and I appeared, but the Sima family finally picked the peaches.

Isn’t the deepest impression that Sima Yi left on future generations the generation of military advisors the deepest impression on future generations?

Song Guowei was familiar with history books and could not understand this allusion.

He used these words to describe Tang Ye, is it a heartless word or a hidden mystery?

Song Qingxin forced himself to calm his mind and said in a complaining manner: "Dad, what are you saying? Why can't he be my secretary? He is very powerful, and your daughter is also very outstanding... Do you look down on your daughter so much? Is your daughter not worthy of talent assistance?"

No matter what he thinks, he must first express his "thoughts".

When you vent your dissatisfaction, the other party will feel more or less wrong.

"Look at the old fox like Uncle Shan who is a virgin. Didn't they follow you to charge and break the formation and follow you, and there are so many managing directors in the company... Which one is not a person, isn't it just obeying his father's orders? Are they much stronger than Tang Ye?"

"Tang Ye is just a little secretary, and he is so young... What's wrong with him being a secretary for me for a few years? When I first met him, he was not even speaking well, clumsy, and couldn't do anything well... Later, I grew up with him. After two feathers, I wanted to fly solo?"

"Not only Tang Ye, there will be more powerful people to help me and assist me in the future. Talents like Uncle Shan will be willing to use for me. I will become more and more outstanding, just like my father..."

Song Guowei shook his head gently and said, "I am not questioning your ability, but Tang Ye... As you said, with the ability he showed, he can have better development and higher places to go. However, he chose to stay by your side as a little secretary, and was summoned by you every day... Why?"

There will be evil things when things are abnormal.

In Song Guowei's opinion, this matter was very abnormal. Then, Tang Ye was the "monster".

What does he want?

What does he want to do?

For money? For power?

I still want to take both, for my daughter...

Song Guowei felt that he should pay attention to this young secretary. In the past, Wei Qingru had been nagging in his ears and asked Song Qingxin to change his secretary, but he did not take it in his heart.

Just a little secretary, how much energy can he have? Can he make a fortune?

Besides, aren’t men and women working together in the company? If you even have to avoid such things, then the company will not be able to continue.

He also felt that Wei Qingru was too conservative, but now it seems that he was too "conservative".

After hearing what his father said, Song Qingxin thought, "I didn't call him to shout. I'm going to make coffee for him every day, okay?"

By the way, although I no longer make coffee for him now, I found a fool who took the initiative to give him coffee every day, and the one he liked to make coffee for him the most...

There are not many people in the world who can enjoy such a secretary’s treatment, right?

Of course, Song Qingxin couldn't say such words.

Originally, Song Guowei had already become suspicious of Tang Ye. If he knew that he was treating him like this, he would be even more careful. At that time, Tang Ye's life would be even more difficult.

"Dad, you often tell us that the sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. He is the secretary and originally did some service to the boss. If he cannot go through the hardship and does not endure the bitter cold, how could he grow up today?"

"As for you saying he will have a higher place and better development, I have also talked to him about this. What he meant was that he wanted to study in the hotel industry for a while... He graduated from the hotel management major and entered our Junya work as soon as he left school. It can be said that he has a deep relationship with Junya..."

"Don't you often say it? Many uncles and aunts have worked with our Junya for decades... Why are they unwilling to leave? On the one hand, Junya has never treated any employee unfairly. In addition, it is also because they are reluctant to leave Junya, so it is better to be familiar with it than to be a raw person."

"If Tang Ye still stays in the hotel industry to develop, then he can only go to those international chain giant hotels. However, with his academic qualifications and language level, he will suffer a lot... Moreover, there will be a large number of foreign staff in this hotel. In terms of lifting or promotion opportunities, they will always give priority to their own people."

"So, after a comprehensive comparison, he might as well stay in our Junya. When the time is right, I will hand him over to an important department, or directly ask his father to transfer him to the group headquarters... After a few years of training, I can safely deliver a hotel to him. Isn't this a better choice for him?"

Song Guowei pointed at Song Qingxin and smiled and said to Wei Qingru, "Look, look, when did our baby daughter like to think about others so much?"

"It's good to an outsider. When can I think of me, an old mom, be considered to be a conscience." Wei Qingru sneered.

"Although I am a woman, I also understand the meaning of 'You treat me with a national scholar, and I will repay me with a national scholar'. Tang Ye did a lot of things for me and solved many problems, so I naturally have to take care of him more. If even the secretary around me is not well taken care of, who is willing to do things for me in the future?" Song Qingxin explained.

He walked up and hugged Wei Qingru next door, leaned his head on her shoulder, and said, "Mom, I think about you the most. Think about it, who bought your clothes? Who gave your shoes? Who chose the jewelry you wore? And the black tea you like to eat and drink... Who brought them back to you? I'm like this, and you still say I have no conscience. Isn't that so embarrassing? "

"Why are you tying me again?" Song Ruizhi said dissatisfied.

"I'm just telling the truth." Song Qingxin said.

"Don't stick to your brother, he is a man, he is a bit rough." Wei Qingru spoke out and persuaded him to fight.

"Doesn't it mean to be careless?"

"You damn girl..." Wei Qingru pinched Song Qingxin's lips and said, "Look, I won't sew your mouth."

Song Qingxin dodged repeatedly and shouted: "Mom, please spare me, I know I was wrong... I know I was wrong. You can let me go..."

When the mother and daughter were fighting, Song Guowei told Song Qingxin: "Since you have made the reservation plan, then do it according to your own ideas."

"Thank you, dad, our garden shop will definitely not disappoint you." Song Qingxin said.

Song Guowei nodded, looked at Song Ruizhi and said, "Ruizhi and I go to the study to have tea."

"Yes." Song Ruizhi stood up and followed Song Guowei upstairs.

Song Qingxin looked at the posture of the father and son going upstairs and said, "Mom, Song Ruizhi and my dad are really carved from the same mold..."

"What are you talking about again? How can father and son be different?" Wei Qingru was quite helpless with her precious daughter.

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense. I was running today, but I was called back by a phone call from the company..." Wei Qingxin put his arm in front of Wei Qingru and said, "Mom, you smell it... smell it... does it smell?"

"It's so stinking, go take a shower quickly." Wei Qingru said disgustedly: "You are a girl from every family, why don't you pay attention to your image? With your sloppy appearance, which man can like you?"

"It's better if I don't look down on you, I can stay by my mother's side for the rest of my life and be your little cotton-padded jacket."

"No, don't, your cotton jacket is made of black-hearted cotton... You have been by my side for a long time, and I will be angry with you."

"Mom, it hurts my heart if you say that."

"Go away, something without conscience... won't hurt you."

"I won't tell you anymore. I'll go take a shower and feel so uncomfortable." Song Qingxin got up and walked towards his room on the second floor.

Wei Qingru looked at her daughter's slim figure and sighed softly.

My daughter is old, she is disobedient

The main thing is not listening to yourself.

When the shower waters the flowers, Song Qingxin is as beautiful as a flower.

Song Qingxin was washing her body, her skin was as creamy as curvaceous. If she had been before, she would have appreciated it well, and then praised it in her heart, "I am so beautiful, I am so sexy," and "wondered those smelly men." But today she has a different thought, and even the most important link is ignored.

"Why did Dad ask that? Did he have doubts about Tang Ye?"

"He said that Tang Ye was able to tolerate and make good plans, which implied that he wanted to usurp the property like Sima Yi? How could it be?"

"What kind of attitude does he have towards Tang Ye? Did I praise Tang Ye for causing him trouble? My mother looked like she wanted to speak but stopped...What did she want to say? Why didn't she say anything in the end?"

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It was not until she felt her body hot that she realized that she had been rinsing for too long and her skin was red with hot water.

Song Qingxin turned off the faucet, walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel, and then was shocked by Wei Qingru who was sitting on the bed looking at him coldly.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why did you sneak into someone's room? Don't you know that it's scary to death?"

"Sneaking? I've been talking to you outside for a long time, but you didn't respond. I'm still thinking about what bad things you're doing inside."

Wei Qingru sneered, threw a black silk pajama in her hand, and said, "I bought it when you were shopping with you Aunt Zhang today, so I'll try it on."

Song Qingxin raised the pajamas in her hand and asked, "Did Aunt Zhang buy it?"

She knew in her heart what Aunt Zhang meant when she bought her pajamas.
Chapter completed!