The day before the ring was to be registered, he received a message from his grandfather saying that Song Tang was willing to register with him tomorrow. He argued with his grandfather for a while, but he was so happy that he went to a jeweler friend to order one overnight.
pair of rings.
Rong Chuqin opened the brocade box, and inside were two plain platinum rings, one large and one small, a pair.
He took out a men's ring and put it on his finger. While taking pictures, he thought to himself that one day, he would ask Song Tang to put it on him willingly.
I sent the photo to Fu Xiupei, and Fu Xiupei immediately replied - "Nine dollars and nine dollars with free shipping?"
——"Get out of here, get a wedding ring, what if you're single and haven't seen the world?"
——"I will really thank you."
——"Brother, I wish you a happy life. I hope you can get out of singlehood as soon as possible."
Fu Xiupei knew him so well that he must have made great progress with such a bluster. He felt that typing was slow, so he called him directly and asked straight to the point: "Have you slept together?"
Rong Chuqin curled up his lips and said, "You are so vulgar, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
"Oh, it's time for the bridal chamber."
"I like this word." He looked towards Song Tang's workstation again, his eyes crinkling with laughter.
"The ring was secretly ordered, right? Does she know?"
Rong Chuqin was silent for a moment and said seriously: "She will know soon."
"Hey, come to my place for a drink tonight?"
"No, I want to go home early."
"...Goodbye!" He quickly hung up the phone.
Outside the Secretariat Office, Tang Qian became honest after being beaten by Rong Chuqin, but Feng Jia always felt that he was too wronged. Although it was none of his business, he was scolded by Mr. Rong.
With the support of the old chairman, even Mr. Rong looked up to her so much. Look at her noble manner, even Mr. Rong didn't take them seriously, would he still take them seriously?
There are so many secretaries around the chairman, and there are many who are more qualified and more capable than her. Why do they have to promote her to the top? With the status of President Rong, he actually wants to "flatter" her. Could it be that she is...?
The more Feng Jia thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right.
Hey, today's little girls, who have bad behavior at a young age and are willing to sell their bodies in order to fight for power and gain, are all people who can be grandfathers, how shameless!
Song Tang noticed a chill in his peripheral vision and turned around to see Feng Jiazheng looking at her with a smile on his face and asked: "Does the secretary-general drink coffee? Mocha? Latte? Iced Americano?"
"Thank you. Just take charge of Mr. Rong. I can pour the water myself."
"Okay..."
Song Tang is a bachelor's and master's degree student. After graduating from the master's degree, she was favored by Mr. Rong and has been working as a secretary by his side. It's not that she has never seen flattery, and she also understands that the workplace requires tact and sophistication, but when she is good enough and has a talent,
When it comes to appreciation, she really doesn't bother to do these superficial things.
Know the world but not be worldly. This is true for your boss and your colleagues.
Jiang Fanxing suddenly sent a message - "Tangtang, how are you? Are there any gangsters who are causing trouble for you? Nothing happened?"
Song Tang smiled and shook his head - "Of course not, don't think about it."
——"It's not that I'm imagining it, it's that you don't understand the methods of the capital circle, especially the capital circle in Hong Kong City. That Xue Kun used to be a gangster."
——"Even if it is, I don't dare to do anything to them in the Rong family."
——"You always have time to get off work."
Song Tang sighed, edited a string of text, and deleted it. After thinking for a moment, she decided to tell her sisters about the marriage - "Actually, I am with Rong Chuqin after work."
——“?”
——"Private secretary? 24-hour kind?"
——"The personal service kind?"
Jiang Fanxing sent three question marks in a row. That day she learned that Song Tang had been transferred to Rong Chuqin's secretary-general, so she joked about whether there was any insider trading, but don't let her words come true.
——"Tangtang, although Rong Chuqin is handsome and rich, we can't joke about our reputation. I have seen many young girls sleep with their financial sponsors at all costs for the sake of fame. Whether they can succeed in the end depends on another matter.
explain."
Song Tang couldn't help laughing when he read the message. He also knew that his friend was sincerely interested in him and replied - "It's not what you think. Rong Chuqin and I have registered and are now legally married."
Jiang Fanxing must have been stimulated by something, and he didn't respond for a long time. The chat screen showed "typing" from time to time, but he never spoke.
——"As the best agent in the industry, I thought you could digest it in three seconds."
After a while, Jiang Fanxing finally asked - "Is it true?"
——"Absolutely true."
——"What's going on?"
——“I can’t explain clearly in one sentence or two.”
——"Let's meet in the evening and tell you the details."
——"Okay."
Anyway, she didn't want to go back early to face Rong Chuqin, which would make her feel uncomfortable all over.
The afternoon passed very quickly. The redness and swelling on Song Tang's face had almost subsided, but a few red marks on his fingers were still obvious.
In the evening, Jiang Fanxing, Cheng Lan, and Lu Yiheng stared at Song Tang in the old box of Xingyao Club, fearing that they would miss the wonderful show in the blink of an eye.
Song Tang hilariously but helplessly explained the origin of his injury and the reason for marrying Rong Chuqin.
"It was really him who saved me last night, not him who abused me domestically."
Jiang Fanxing was the first to know the news, so he digested it faster than the other two, and quickly captured the key points, "Wow, Tangtang, you can get the man that everyone wants at your fingertips. A prodigal like Rong Chuqin, not
Maybe I want to play sexless marriage with you, but have you experienced it? How does it feel?"
"..."
After all, Lu Yiheng was a man and it was not easy to participate in this kind of topic. He lowered his head and drank in silence.
Cheng Lan was as excited as if he had discovered a new world. He suddenly realized, "Ho ho ho, no wonder Master Li told me that you went to Jiang Jing Yuan after the show that night. I still don't believe it. Jiang Jing Yuan is such a place. The rich and famous everywhere have nothing to do with you."
When I think about it, I am being naive, that is where Rong Chuqin lives, right?"
"..." This can't be denied, right?
The more Jiang Fanxing talked, the more excited he became, "No matter whether it's a loss or a loss, this transaction will definitely not be a loss. In this way, let alone one Xue Kun, I won't be afraid of ten."
A hint of imperceptible sourness flashed across Lu Yiheng's face, which had been silent all this time. He asked worriedly, "Will that old man from his family trick you?"
Song Tang shook his head, "Director Rong was the person my father trusted the most back then, and he has been helping me all these years. I believe in my father, so I also believe in him. I don't want to break up with my second uncle, but I also don't want to watch the company be ruined.
In the hands of my second uncle, this is not an easy task. If he can't do it, no one else can do it."
Lu Yiheng nodded and said nothing. After all, he couldn't help much in this matter.
Cheng Lan bumped Lu Yiheng with his knee, not wanting him to be verbose, "Don't worry about Tangtang. I think Tangtang and I both make money from this deal. A small fortune can be worth everything."
Jiang Fanxing noticed the faint red marks under Song Tang's collar, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Xiaorong can hold up all things, but he can hold up Tangtang."
Song Tang: "..."
While he was joking, the door suddenly opened from the outside. Fu Xiupei leaned against the door frame, one foot against the heavy box door, stretched out his hand to push up his thin gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled at them wantonly. This chapter has been completed!