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Chapter 154 My wife can't suffer from anything she eats

Rong Chuqin looked at her dreamily, looking at her shining eyes, and suddenly had an opinion.

"Secretary Song, how did I find that when you were in the Rong family, you were not as motivated as you are now?"

"Why not? I wasn't there with someone when they were working overtime?"

"The premise is that I work overtime, but in the Song family, I saw in your eyes the murderous intention of the capitalists to make a comeback."

Song Tang rolled her eyes at him and took back all the sashimi she was going to give him, "Huh, I've been working hard at Rong's for two years but I haven't seen you praise me yet. When I first arrived at Song's, you hurt me like this. What do you mean?"

Alarm bells rang in Rong Chuqin's mind, and he immediately made amends, "I'm complimenting you. You have done great things under Grandpa's hands in the past two years, and everything you did at my place was perfect. When you return to Song's house,

Xiaomiao, is there anything else that can stump you?"

"...Eat, eat, eat, stop your mouth." Song Tang stuffed a big mouthful of vegetables into his mouth, dipped a lettuce leaf in a lot of mustard, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Rong Chuqin accepted everything, and he would eat whatever his wife fed him, even if it was poison.

The taste of mustard was spicy and punchy, choking him to the point where he kept coughing, "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Seeing that he was coughing badly, Song Tang became worried. He immediately stood up and sat next to him, patting his back and pouring him water. "Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Xiaorong."

Rong Chuqin laughed again, coughing and laughing.

After taking it easy and drinking some water, I finally felt better.

Song Tang crawled to the opposite side. As soon as she took a step, Rong Chuqin picked up her legs from behind.

Song Tang's legs were hanging in the air, and she wanted to think about how he could hold her like a toilet, but when he thought about it, wasn't he comparing himself to a toilet, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Rong Chuqin put her on his cushion, then used his long legs to hook the opposite cushion over, and sat down, "We haven't been together all day long. We finally had a meal together, so I just want to get closer to you."

Well."

"..."

"Eat, eat, eat more, this store tastes pretty good and fresh."

The two began to have a serious meal, and the process was also grueling. The main reason was that Song Tang had won the victory today and effortlessly defeated Wen Meixi's spirit. In the past, he would kill one thousand enemies at the expense of eight hundred.

So, if she is happy today, Rong Chuqin is also happy.

"By the way, can you give me a few people tomorrow?"

"What kind of people?"

"bodyguard."

Rong Chuqin was stunned, "What do you want to do?"

"Feng Guangzhi from the Finance Department is Wen Meixi's brother-in-law. He is tall and has a lot of muscles. Today I have bullied the Wen people. He will definitely be rude to me tomorrow. For my personal safety, I asked

Can you borrow some bodyguards, not too many, just four."

"I go."

"Oh, I'm serious. It won't be fun if you go. Just pick a few strong and fierce ones for me, with high martial arts value, okay?"

This is nothing to Rong Chuqin, "Okay, but you have to pay attention to yourself, my wife, you can't suffer any loss."

"good."

——

Early the next morning, Song Tang came to the company half an hour early, accompanied by the "Four King Kong", who looked very powerful.

Song Tang was not at his workstation, but stood at the check-in area at the door, holding a thick stack of red envelopes in his hand, waiting for someone to come.

People came one after another, and Song Tang handed out money one by one.

"Vice President Song, morning."

"Morning, come, give me your thoughts, and please take good care of me in the future."

"Thank you, Vice President Song."

In the last five minutes, Song Tang still had more than half of them unsent. She was not surprised. Some of those moderate employees came to the company as close as eleven o'clock, did not ask for leave in advance, and there were no emergencies.

Simply unable to get up.


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