Shen Kuo didn't know why. He scratched his ears and asked doubtfully: "How...what? Is there something?"
Rong Chuqin said in a serious tone, "Did Madam touch your ear just now?"
"hold head high?"
After two seconds of silence, Shen Kuo reacted immediately, covering his ears and shaking his head, "No, no, no, my wife was just talking to me. She didn't touch anything. It's a matter of angle."
"That's pretty much it. You can save your ears."
"..."
Assistant Shen Kuo’s little head had a big question mark, was the boss really forced into marriage?
After the video and the trumpet were exposed, public opinion instantly reversed. They used to scold Rong Chuqin for being so cruel, but now they are scolding Wang Xue for being so cruel.
——"That man is obviously not Rong Chuqin. Xiaorong is really miserable. What is Wang Xue doing? I almost lost my boyfriend."
——"Xiao Rong just has a lot of girlfriends, but he doesn't overlap."
——"In terms of hype, there is nothing better than the entertainment industry. Don't be afraid, Xiao Rong, your girlfriends support you."
——"In the future, all programs involving Wang Xue will be boycotted."
——"Xiao Rong, show off your domineering CEO momentum and block Wang Xue."
For Wang Xue, overturning the hype will bring about the consequences, but for Rong Chuqin, it is not a blessing in disguise. For the first time, his image of a scumbag has been reversed.
By the time they returned to their old home after work, Mr. Rong's anger had mostly dissipated.
He looked through the marriage certificates of the two of them, and half of his heart dropped.
"Thanks to Song Tang this time, look at the good things you have done. In the past, no one cared about you and let you do whatever you wanted. Now that you are married, you should calm down."
Rong Chuqin felt that his grievances were comparable to Dou E's, "It's all hype, grandpa, you don't know, those female celebrities will do anything to gain popularity, even live broadcast of jumping into the sea. In the end, you see, you can't steal a chicken."
The rice is ruined."
"If you don't believe me, ask Song Tang."
The man easily brought up the topic to Song Tang.
"Yes, Chairman, that video was sent to me by an agent friend of mine. The scandal is a hype, and jumping into the sea is also a hype. The purpose is to increase the popularity of Mr. Rong." Song Tang emphasized, "This time,
It really has nothing to do with Mr. Rong."
Sure enough, the old man got to the point, "It doesn't matter this time, but what about the other times? It doesn't matter either? Flies don't bite seamless eggs, so why don't you think about why you were bitten?"
Rong Chuqin said confidently: "He is handsome, has a great figure, has a good family background, has strong abilities, and is very charming..."
He opened his mouth and came, and his positioning was quite clear.
Mr. Rong laughed angrily, raised his foot and kicked him on the calf, scolding him with infinite affection, "You bastard!"
"It seems that I made the right move to transfer Song Tang to you. She can help you solve your problems, and she can also look after you and take care of you. The person I chose for you will not be wrong. Song Tang, if he
If it's too much, just tell me and I'll take care of him for you."
Song Tang nodded, "Good chairman, it is my duty to solve problems for Mr. Rong."
"You still call me chairman? You should call me grandpa."
Song Tang hesitated for three to five seconds, then relaxed and said, "Grandpa."
Mr. Rong is a respectable elder. After her parents passed away, he took great care of the Song family. She joined the Rong family as soon as she graduated and worked with him as a secretary. From knowing nothing to being independent, she was cultivated by him.
She, respect her.
In her mind, even without Rong Chuqin, she already regarded the chairman as her grandfather.
But for Rong Chuqin, she still called him Mr. Rong.
Rong Zeshi's eyes wandered back and forth over his grandson and grandson's daughter-in-law. They were all children he was familiar with, and he knew a little bit about their little thoughts. Song Tang was aloof and looked down on his grandson's dissolute things. However, since he had already pushed it aside
Well, you might as well give it another push.
"The Song family has sent your luggage over this afternoon. Where will your wedding room be? Will you live in an old house or?"
This sudden topic caught Song Tang off guard. The second uncle and the others were really fast, and they were afraid that she would regret it.
Rong Chuqin seemed very calm, as if he had prepared it a long time ago, "My place is very spacious and close to the company. I don't want to move."
Rong Zeshi immediately asked with a fierce face: "Then you won't help your wife move?"
"It also depends on whether the person is willing or not."
The grandfather and grandson were busy chatting, so the question was thrown to Song Tang.
The luggage has been delivered, how can she still be allowed to say no?
She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Okay."
Rong Zeshi said, "Then let's move without further delay. As for when the official announcement will be made and when the wedding will be held, you two can discuss it and I won't force you."
After some chatting, the old man urged them to move and did not stay for them to have dinner.
When I came out of the old house, the sky was already dark. The streets where the lanterns were first lit were dim at night. There was no light in the sky under the sunset, and only the lights of the world were shining brightly.
Rong Chuqin raised his eyebrows and walked briskly, almost humming a tune.
He carried her luggage into the trunk with great diligence, and even took the initiative to open the passenger door. He couldn't hide his pride, "Find a place to eat first, or go home and eat?"
There was no one around, so Song Tang refused coldly: "You go about your business."
Rong Chuqin was about to say that I'm not busy, but Song Tang said again, "I made an appointment, I'll go there by myself later."
After being clearly rejected, his enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, and Rong Chuqin didn't even want to say anything.
Under the cover of night, he saw her bypassing his car and walking to the street to wave for a taxi. He felt that she was more enthusiastic towards strange drivers than she was towards him.
Hey, I miss you?
——
In the private room of Xingyao Club, Song Tang and three of her best friends gathered together. The table was filled with small barbecue and beer.
She went from being one of the chairman's secretaries to the president's secretary-general. It was a promotion, so she invited everyone to celebrate.
Cheng Lan is the foreman of this nightclub. He is still wearing his work uniform. He took a break from his busy schedule to come over to chat for a while. He will have to go on duty later.
Jiang Fanxing is the manager, and it was she who sent Wang Xue's information to Song Tang.
There is also Lu Yiheng, a friend of women. It’s hard to define what exactly he does. Anyway, he is elusive and always available.
The reason why the four of them can become close friends who talk about everything is because their friendship was established when they were young. Although there were several years of separation in the middle, it did not affect them from staying together for warmth.
Without parents, they became each other's relatives.
Jiang Fanxing: "Not to mention anything else, Rong Chuqin, tsk tsk, is so handsome and full of hormones. There are so many female stars trying to get close to him. Popularity is the second best thing. Who doesn't like handsome guys? Me too.
I often lick the screen when I see his photos.”
Cheng Lan: "Then let Tangtang help you connect?"
Jiang Fanxing immediately shook his head, scared to death, "I'm not as brainless as Wang Xue. I can't afford to offend Xiaorong, just look at him from a distance."