Feng Jia was silent for three to five seconds, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.
"You...you won't fire me?"
Song Tang smiled, "I don't have the right to fire people. What's more, you have arranged Mr. Rong's food, clothing, housing and transportation very appropriately. I think no one knows Mr. Rong's hobbies and habits better than you, so why should I be fired?
you?"
"You don't mind even if I like him?"
Song Tang's smile froze slightly. She took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone as normal as possible. She said truthfully: "My relationship with him is a bit complicated. In short, in the company, he is the boss and I am the subordinate. I am a worker like you."
.As for privately, you can pursue me if you want. If you can catch me, it's your ability. If you can't, don't rely on me."
"?" Feng Jia was even more confused.
"You can stay with Mr. Rong for four years, you must have your strengths. From the perspective of the Secretary-General, instead of training a new person, it is better to reuse the capable old people. My existence will not affect you in any way. What you have done before
What you do is what you will do in the future. Of course, you decide for yourself whether to go or leave, and everyone must be responsible for their own choices."
These few words were well-organized, sonorous and powerful, and convinced Feng Jia. She even had the illusion that the way Secretary Song spoke just now was quite similar to the way President Rong lectured during a meeting.
"I'm sorry, Secretary Song. I was confused before. I promise I won't do it again in the future. I don't want to lose this job. Please help me and let Mr. Rong give me another chance."
A secretary who has worked for the CEO for four years knows how to assess the situation best. She is self-aware and has never had the ambition to be Mrs. Rong. What she needs most now is to keep her job.
In the current situation, it was obvious that Lang was in love with his concubine unintentionally. Those feelings in her heart that she shouldn't have, no matter how strong they were, had to be put away.
After Feng Jia left, Rong Chuqin once again looked like a victim of injustice, "It's you who want to keep her, not me. Don't misunderstand what I have with her anymore."
Song Tang was changing clothes in the bathroom. The red mark on his collar had not gone away and he couldn't cover it even with buttons, so he could only let his hair down.
When she came out, seeing how anxious and angry she was, she didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she stroked the back of his neck twice like a dog.
Rong Chuqin instantly lost his temper. Her hands felt warm and cool, and the area she touched felt like electricity. It was itchy and refreshing, and the thorns in his heart were smoothed away at once.
He hurriedly caught up with her and hugged her from behind.
Song Tang: "..."
What else are you going to do?
"Then do you believe me?"
"release."
"No, you will be relieved after you believe it."
Song Tang took a deep breath and said, "Stop making trouble."
"This is not a company. Don't try to prevaricate me with business matters. I don't expect you to have a heart-to-heart relationship with me immediately. I just hope that you can at least trust me."
Trust is the first step, both in business and in relationships.
Only if she believes in him, all his efforts will be meaningful.
Song Tang responded to him with what he said, "It's useless to say anything, it depends on what you do."
"good."
The physical examination report came out, and except for some abrasions and sprains, everything else was normal.
Returning to the company in the afternoon, Shen Kuo drove quietly in front, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time. His wife did not have a ring on her hand, and he wondered in his mind when the boss would dare to take out the ring.
However, the car was as quiet as a chicken, and the boss got scared.
"By the way, your friends are quite funny," Rong Chuqin finally broke the silence, "Call me next time you get together and I'll pay for it."
"Thank you in advance."
"That...named Lu Yiheng, what does he do? I think he is a good martial artist, but he is not easy to talk to."
"He's a freelancer."
"Vagrant?"
Song Tang said seriously: "He started his own business."
"Oh, do you want my help?"
"Thank you, no need!"
Rong Chuqin saw that her tone was getting more and more aggressive, so he stopped mentioning Lu Yiheng, took a small step towards her, his trouser legs touched hers, and said, "Jiang Fanxing and Cheng Lan both seem to like me."
Song Tang rolled his eyes and flew over, moved a lot to the side, and said angrily, "Are you blind?"
"..."
Shen Kuo in front couldn't hold it back for a moment and coughed twice.
Rong Chuqin made a "tsk" sound and wanted to hit him, "If you have a bad throat, go get it cured. Why are you coughing?"
Shen Kuo pursed his lips silently, never giving his boss a chance to use him as a punching bag.
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Song family
With Mr. Rong's shareholding and guarantee, funds were in place and bank loans were approved. The Song family's crisis was temporarily relieved.
Mother and daughter Wen Meixi and Song Shu drank afternoon tea leisurely and comfortably again.
Song Shu has been paying attention to Wang Xue's scandal in the past few days. She was scrolling through her phone while making sarcastic remarks, "Rong Chuqin actually cleared his name by relying on a female star. It really fits that sentence. Money can make people push."
grind."
"You should talk about things like this at home, but don't say them outside. No matter what, Rong Chuqin is now your cousin-in-law and part of the family."
Song Shu sneered and retorted directly, "Mom, what you said is true, but you take yourself too seriously. You treat him as a member of the family, but he may not. He is not your son-in-law. Don't forget, Song Tang is the one you forced.
It was given to him, and this golden turtle husband was also rejected by you."
She is also in a very contradictory mood now. Seeing the scars on Song Tang's face and body, she will be glad that she escaped this disaster, but seeing Rong Chuqin's handsome and clear face, she will feel very sorry.
If she missed Rong Chuqin, where could she find a husband with comparable looks and strength? She was two years older than Song Tang. Song Tang was married, but she was still single.
Wen Meixi curled her lips and said disdainfully: "We are marrying our daughters, not selling them. Every family is afraid of Rong Chuqin, so why are we pushing you into the fire pit? It's not like you haven't seen Song Tang's wedding.
Running back like that the next day."
At this time, Song Yuan, who was pouring coffee in the back room, was listening to their conversation and had no idea that the cup was full and the scalding coffee was full.
There was a "bang" and he failed to hold it. A whole cup of coffee spilled on the ground and splashed down his trousers.
Wen Meixi heard the sound and turned to look inside. She saw that her son had broken a cup and there was brown liquid on the soles of his feet. She quickly called the servant to clean it up.
Song Shu teased: "Brother, you haven't woken up yet?"
Song Yuan is the vice president of the Song family. Song Zhigao himself has no ability, so he wants to push his son to take over as soon as possible. In short, he does not want to return the company to Song Tang.
Due to financial problems, Song Yuan had been traveling abroad for a long time. Suddenly he received a call from his father saying that the financial problem had been solved, and he returned to the capital.
He got home last night. He squinted for a while before dawn. He had been groggy throughout the day and really didn't wake up.
"Mom, was Song Tang beaten by someone named Rong?" This chapter has been completed!