Secretary Zhang raised his eyes and looked at Song Jinze, hesitating to speak. What if this call was not from his wife?
Forget it, he'd better get through the call first and tell the president if it's his wife calling.
Secretary Zhang pressed Jian through: "Hello!"
"Mr. Zhang?" Ye Zhenzhen asked.
Logically, the original owner followed Song Jinze in calling him Secretary Zhang, but Ye Zhenzhen was not completely sure that Mr. Zhang was Secretary Zhang, just in case there was someone with the same surname.
Therefore, it is most appropriate to call him Mr. Zhang.
"It's me, madam, I'm Secretary Zhang, um..." This voice must be that of my wife.
Secretary Zhang raised his head and glanced at Song Jinze, who was also looking at him, "Are you calling me to see the CEO?"
"Oh, thank you, CEO!"
"Oh, then you can tell him in person. I'm with the president. He's free. If he's free, please wait a moment."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
What was the situation? What did she say?
What does Secretary Zhang mean?
When did she say she wanted to thank the 'president'?
Ye Zhenzhen knew that Secretary Zhang was trying to help her out and wanted to ease the relationship between her and her plastic husband, but she couldn't do this. He was both taking pictures and making phone calls.
These may have worked for the original owner, but they were of little use to her.
That cold-blooded man said he wanted to ban her from the entertainment industry, but she still thanked him?
Thank you so much!
Ye Zhenzhen wanted to hang up the phone, but she saw Director Fei and Xiao Wen staring at her with gossipy faces.
this……
Ye Zhenzhen naturally didn't want them to know the content of the phone call, so she pulled Xiaochen and walked outside.
She had to find a place where no one was around to answer the phone.
The cameraman wanted to follow him, but was called back by Director Fei. It was better not to take any pictures on such a call. He also pointed at Ye Zhenzhen to create traffic topics for his show.
He didn't want to have a bad impact because of a phone call, just in case someone had something to say privately.
Xiao Wen shook his head slightly: Sure enough, the rumors that Ye Zhenzhen's husband is a bad old man are not groundless.
I have to avoid them every time I answer the phone...
As both women, Xiao Wen suddenly felt a little bit pitiful for Ye Zhenzhen!
She must keep this matter strictly confidential and never let it out.
Secretary Zhang handed the phone to Song Jinze who was opposite, "President, my wife's phone number, she said she wants to see you."
Secretary Zhang was laughing so hard. Just now he specifically asked someone from the program team to call his wife back, so that his wife could personally thank the president...
Hehe, if he answers this call, will his bonus be increased next month?
Song Jinze's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was no emotion or anger on his handsome face. He wiped his hands with a napkin, took the phone, got up, and walked to the rest area outside the restaurant.
Secretary Zhang: After that, it turns out that the president still cares about his wife.
Based on his understanding of the CEO, if the CEO doesn't want to deal with his wife, he won't even look at her.
The bonus is about to increase again!
Song Jinze found a relatively quiet environment before speaking slowly, "Let's talk."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
There is no other person except Song Jinze, the plastic man, with this cold and ruthless voice!
It’s the same thing again, let’s talk about it!
Just want to say thank you to her?
Calling you a big-headed ghost, the ghost wants to thank you!
She rolled her eyes in disgust, then squatted down. Song Yuchen was looking at her expectantly. She mouthed to Song Yuchen, 'Song Jinze', gesturing for him to answer the phone.
Song Yuchen obediently took the phone and shouted happily, "Dad!"
Hearing the voice that was not Ye Zhenzhen's, Song Jinze was surprised for a moment, but the expression on Jun's face immediately softened a lot, "Well, are Xiaochen okay?"
"My very good dad, dad, did you see me selling oranges with my mom? That's why you let Uncle Zhang buy them, right?"
Ye Zhenzhen was a little surprised. When Song Yuchen said the word 'mother', he blurted it out naturally and briskly.
Song Jinze's lips twitched slightly, "Well, I see, Xiaochen is great, you have to be good and listen to mother."
Song Yuchen: "Thank you, Dad! I am very good, and my mother is also great. Dad, let me tell you a secret. I found that the dumplings made by my mother are delicious. I ate a lot of them!"
"It seems that Xiaochen is really happy."
"Of course I'm happy. My mother is doing well! But dad, don't feel sorry. When we get home, my mother will also make dumplings for you to eat!"
Ye Zhenzhen was amused by the pride, flamboyant and cute little expression on Song Yuchen's eyebrows when he spoke.
Children's feelings are so simple and pure, and their perception of good and bad is not as complicated as that of adults. They can intuitively see who treats them well or not, perfunctory or attentive.
The original owner never spent time with him before. Even when she participated in variety shows, she only thought about how to perform well and get more scenes. Maybe her current approach is completely different from the original owner. Now Xiaochen is completely different from the original plot.
Same.
Ye Zhenzhen also felt a little relieved in her heart, the plot was changing quietly.
The corners of Song Jinze's lips unconsciously raised a slight arc, "Well, okay, then dad is looking forward to your return home..."
Ye Zhenzhen makes dumplings for him?
A piece of news that she accidentally saw not long ago about Ye Zhenzhen blowing up the crew's kitchen suddenly appeared in Song Jinze's mind...
"Okay!" Song Yuchen blinked his big black eyes and said to the phone, "Dad, please say a few words to Ye Zhenzhen, she misses you very much."
The smile on Ye Zhenzhen's face suddenly froze. The conversation was changing so quickly. I just returned my mother's favor, but after just a few words, it was Ye Zhenzhen?
She breathed a sigh of relief. What happened to the two of them?
Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips and took the phone from the smiling little girl: Song Yuchen, Song Yuchen, let me tell you something good!
She held the phone in her hand for a long time without making a sound, and the person on the other end of the phone waited patiently for her to speak.
Ye Zhenzhen tugged at the corner of her lips, "Hey, do you have anything to say? If you don't have anything to say, I'll die!"
My elbows are sore from holding my phone all the time.
Song Yuchen raised his head and glanced at Ye Zhenzhen, who looked slightly impatient. He had seen this expression before. It was only when Ye Zhenzhen was a little annoyed with him and she was still angry.
Hey! Doesn’t she like her father? How can she be angry with him?
Song Jinze took a breath of cold air and said in a deep voice, "Ye Zhenzhen, suddenly became smarter? Are you playing hard to get with me?"
"Tch! Play hard to get?" Ye Zhenzhen blurted out in a complaining voice.
Song Jinze frowned, "Instead of telling the child that he missed me, he told Secretary Zhang that he wanted to thank me? What, I'm sorry?"
Ye Zhenzhen:……
Sure enough, the bosses in the book are all self-righteous, self-righteous, arrogant, self-deceptive, self-inventive, self-expressive, and self-righteous...
"Did I say that? Did you hear me? I'm dead if I have nothing to say!" She was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
