He Chaozhi took the opportunity to stay in the apartment, and that night he contacted He's public relations department to clear Song Lan's name.
What the He family did caused an uproar on the Internet.
Han Zicheng, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
He declared that the recording before the wedding was just for his own selfish desires.
It has nothing to do with Song Lan.
Song Lan's reputation finally began to improve, and some people began to pity Song Lan, feeling that she had suffered an unreasonable disaster.
KEO Magazine.
Lin Xiao looked at the overwhelming news about clearing Song Lan's name and nodded and smiled.
He closed the webpage, looked at Song Lan from bottom to top, and said to himself.
"It seems that Mr. He really loves you and even spends a lot of money on public relations for you..."
Song Lan raised her eyebrows, and the cold and distant temperament on her body was suddenly released.
"what did you say?"
Lin Xiao realized that he had let something slip, and quickly covered it up with a smile, coughing lightly and saying: "It's nothing, it's nothing, Song Lan, it would be great if you could come back. Everyone wrongly blamed you before, and I knew that there was no way you could do this."
Seeking trouble."
"I think back on how well you and He Xiaoya got along, like sisters."
Song Lan's brows were as cold as frost.
What Lin Xiao said now only seemed ridiculous to her.
When she was questioned by many parties and violently attacked online, if Lin Xiao could have said such a fair word, she would not have been dismissed from her job.
Song Lan opened her lips lightly: "The president came to see me today. What's the matter?"
Lin Xiao lit a cigarette with a smile and looked at Song Lan through the smoke.
The look in his eyes seemed to be weighing the price of the goods.
"Isn't this public opinion over? It's time for you to come back to work. Since you were wrongly accused, the shareholders and I unanimously decided to let you be the vice president. Don't say that the company has treated you badly."
Lin Xiao took a hard puff of his cigarette and said mysteriously: "I have been supporting you from the shareholders' side."
Song Lan was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense.
"Going to work? Okay, I'll go back to the office now. Is there anything else you want to give me?"
Lin Xiao saw her cold temper and smiled: "There's nothing else to do. Go to work quickly. You don't know that during your absence at the magazine, the sales of our magazine have dropped. But
I’m so worried…”
Lin Xiao muttered and complained, and a cold smile appeared on Song Lan's lips, which completely suppressed the contempt in his eyes.
She felt that the three-month agreement she agreed to with He Mingchuan might not fail.
It’s time for a president who can barely survive without the vice president to step down.
Thinking of this, Song Lan put on a humble and polite smile and said lightly: "Then I will go and get busy."
He turned around and left Lin Xiao's office.
The public office area is still bustling with people coming and going.
He Xiaoya's position is vacant, and no one has taken it yet.
The spider plant she planted before is still hanging its leaves quietly in front of the computer.
He Xiaoya will never come again. From now on, she will really be the only one in KEO.
Song Lan's eyes became determined and cold.
In the afternoon, Song Lan went to the tea room, passed by Lin Xiao's office, and heard him answering the phone.
When Lin Xiao saw Song Lan passing by, he hurriedly waved to Song Lan, hung up the phone and said, "Song Lan, come in."
Song Lan paused, opened the door and walked in: "President, what's the matter?"
Lin Xiao scratched his temples and glanced at Song Lan's brand-name clothes with a guilty look.
Song Lan lowered her head following his gaze, her eyes fell on her expensive silk shirt, and she was stunned for a second.
After He Chaozhi moved into her apartment, he asked his secretary to buy a lot of brand-name clothes and jewelry to fill her wardrobe.
All her plain cotton shirts had been thrown away, replaced by expensive materials that reflected light at first glance.
Lin Xiao obviously noticed it. He touched the stubble meaningfully and said with a smile: "Song Lan, are you in a good relationship with Mr. He recently?"
"This is my private matter, there is no need to report it to the company, right?"
Song Lan took a sip of coffee, and her pale lips were dyed with the mellow fragrance of the bitter coffee beans.
Lin Xiao was touched by her and was not angry at all.
He stood up and walked over, pulled Song Lan in and closed the door.
"Song Lan, you also know the situation of our magazine. After the fall of the Shen family, the position of the major shareholder has been vacant. Now we have to spend money everywhere, but we can't find suitable investors. The capital chain is about to be broken.
...You don’t want to see KEO, which you control, go bankrupt, right?”
Song Lan's delicate eyebrows frowned coldly.
She glanced sideways at Lin Xiao. Although she had only been the vice president for a few days, her serious look was already much more dignified and decent than Lin Xiao, the president who was so flattering.
"President, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Ahem, I don't want you to ask, does Mr. He have the idea to invest in our KEO? He is not short of money. I have asked about it. There is no media company under the He family. This sector is vacant. If Mr. He
If he likes our KEO, of course I am willing to work for him."
In a few words, Lin Xiao vividly portrayed the image of a dog-legged person.
The way she looks at Song Lan is different from before.
It's a bit flattering.
Song Lan's mouth twitched without trace.
She pinched the knuckles of the coffee cup and tightened it slightly.
Is KEO really that poor?
Lin Xiao, the president, was willing to put down his arrogance and ask her as the vice president.
"I will ask for you." Song Lan withdrew his gaze and stopped the topic.
The provincial Lin Xiao is not greedy enough, so let’s talk about other interests and needs.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you, Song Lan. Our KEO won't be able to survive without you. You are now the backbone of KEO."
Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
When he got home from get off work, Song Lan told He Chaozhi about the incident.
He Chaozhi had just arrived home not long ago, and he was dressed in expensive handmade custom-made suits that were incompatible with the style of the small and warm apartment.
His slender legs had nowhere to rest, so he could only fold them and curl up in front of the small sofa.
He stretched out his hand to reach Song Lan's waist and took the woman into his arms.
"I'm talking about business, what are you doing?"
Song Lan thought he was asking for sex again, so she kicked the tight thighs under his suit pants with her toes.
The man's long legs are hidden under his trousers, and the smooth material is wrinkled, outlining his lean muscles.
He Chaozhi lazily held her waist and laughed softly: "I'm just talking to you about business, what do you think I want to do with you?"
Song Lan glared at him and saw that she couldn't break free from the man's arms, so she could only sit on his lap.
"So what do you think, are you really planning to invest in KEO?"
He Chaozhi played with Song Lan's long hair and said lazily: "It doesn't matter whether you invest or not. The important thing is, didn't you see what Lin Xiao meant?"
"What?"
"Idiot." He Chaozhi poked Song Lan's fair forehead in disgust, "He is not interested in drinking. On the surface, he wants to attract investment, but in fact, he wants to use you to tell me that he wants to sell KEO to me."
