Seeing Jun Zetian appear, Wang Juan, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, restrained herself a lot.
Song Lan stood aside with an indifferent expression, while Wang Juan complained first, pointing to the slap marks on her face, and looked at Jun Zetian with tears in her eyes.
"Mr. Jun, I don't know how I offended Song Lan. I was working well, but Song Lan suddenly spread rumors that I had a relationship with you, Mr. Jun, and that's why I joined the Jun family. I was so angry that I argued with her.
Two sentences, I didn’t expect that she actually hit me!”
Jun Zetian frowned and looked at Song Lan: "Song Lan, is what she said true?"
Wang Juan was afraid that Song Lan would tell the truth, so she quickly interrupted: "Mr. Jun, look at my face being beaten, how can I go out to meet people in the future? Song Lan has to pay for my medical expenses!"
Jun Zetian said coldly: "Shut up."
He looked at Song Lan: "I want to listen to you."
Jun Zetian acted decisively and did not listen to partial beliefs, which surprised Song Lan.
She made up her mind and told Wang Juan exactly what happened just now without even looking at Wang Juan.
Wang Juan scratched her head and ears anxiously beside her. When Song Lan finished speaking, she screamed: "That's not true, you lied!"
"Wouldn't it be clear if you asked everyone if you were lying?"
Song Lan crossed his arms and glanced at Wang Juan coldly and indifferently.
"I believe no matter how good your personnel are, you can't let everyone speak for you, right?"
Jun Zetian raised his eyes thoughtfully, his eyes sweeping over everyone present: "Tell me, who is telling the truth?"
Everyone was hesitating and didn't dare to say anything. After a long time, someone couldn't stand it anymore and stood behind Song Lan: "I testify that it was indeed Wang Juan who peeked at Song Lan's phone first and insulted Song Lan."
Wang Juan hated that person so much that she hurriedly defended him: "That's not the case, Mr. Jun. Don't listen to their nonsense."
"I told you to shut up, can't you hear me?"
Jun Zetian frowned, and his lightning-like eyes were directed at Wang Juan without warmth. With just one look, Wang Juan was so frightened that she was covered in sweat and her back felt cold.
"I believe Song Lan. Our Jun family only needs people who are beneficial to the company. If anyone dares to bring personal grudges to work next time and disrupt the order of the company, get out of here."
"The same goes for those who spread rumors!"
The word "Jun Zetian" is like a thousand pieces of stone, and like thunder, it falls on everyone's heart.
Everyone present except Song Lan was trembling, and even Wang Juan buried her head deeply, tearing at the corners of her clothes with her fingers.
Damn it, how could Mr. Jun be so protective of that foxy bitch...
After Jun Zetian's warning, Wang Juan became more at ease. She could only roll her eyes when seeing Song Lan and no longer dared to provoke or embarrass her.
Song Lan rarely had a comfortable life.
After get off work, Song Lan walked out of Jun's Building and saw He Chaozhi's car parked at the door.
Song Lan paused and walked forward without squinting, bypassing He Chaozhi's car without any intention of getting in.
During this period, in addition to sending roses every day, He Chaozhi would also pick her up from get off work.
This undoubtedly attracted too many people's attention.
Song Lan was afraid of being gossiped about again, so she refused to get in He Chaozhi's car no matter what.
"Song Lan, get in the car, I'll treat you to dinner."
He Chaozhi was driving a coupe today, in a sexy burgundy color. He was wearing a suit with black and gold rims, sunglasses and leather boots, which made him look extremely chic and sexy.
Song Lan tightened her bag strap unmoved, without looking back: "I have to go back and work overtime, so I don't have time."
"Don't be like this, how about a reward?"
He Chaozhi held the steering wheel.
Song Lan didn't get into the car, so he followed Song Lan slowly, which attracted even more attention.
"What do you want to eat, foreign flavors or eight major cuisines? We have everything. Reporter Song, there is no need to be so ruthless, right?"
He Chaozhi's teasing and lazy voice floated in the dusk, giving it a hint of romance.
Song Lan grabbed her bag suddenly and couldn't help but came back to her senses, only to see He Chaozhi resting his elbow on the car window, his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, smiling playfully at her.
A colleague passing by expressed interest: "Song Lan, is this your boyfriend?"
Song Lan: "...No!"
The smile on He Chaozhi's face faded, and when Song Lan's colleague walked away, he smiled slightly: "Hurry up and get in the car, otherwise everyone in the world will know that I am chasing you. I have no problem, but I
I'm afraid you are thin-skinned and can't bear it. Come up quickly and I'll count to three, two, one..."
Unable to withstand He Chaozhi's shameless stalking and bullying, Song Lan finally got into his car.
He Chaozhi smiled so hard that he raised his eyebrows and said, "I suddenly changed my mind. I don't want to take you to dinner. Let's go somewhere else."
Song Lan's helpless expression showed a hint of nervousness: "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll know when you get there." He Chaozhi said.
Song Lan was so angry that she only regretted that she was not firm enough and boarded his pirate ship.
"He Chaozhi, just wait for me!"
…
Ten minutes later, He Chaozhi and Song Lan stood in front of the gate of the amusement park.
He didn’t know where to conjure up two nightclub tickets: “Let’s go.”
Song Lan was held by his wrist and led in: "The place you said you wanted to take me to is the amusement park?"
Song Lan looked at He Chaozhi with a look that said, "You've been kicked in the head by a donkey."
He Chaozhi hummed, squinted into the evening breeze and said, "Can't you? How romantic is this?"
"He Chaozhi, are you kidding? What's the romance in this? We are not children anymore. Stop messing around here. I have something else to do. I'll go back first..."
Song Lan turned around and wanted to leave, but was picked up by a man and carried on his shoulders.
Song Lan's feet were dangling off the ground, and she was so frightened that she slapped He Chaozhi on the shoulder desperately.
"He Chaozhi, what are you going to do? Put me down quickly!"
He Chaozhi carried Song Lan onto the Ferris wheel, the door closed, and the huge Ferris wheel started slowly with stars twinkling.
Song Lan sat firmly and put his fingertips against the glass beside him. When he saw that he was already some distance from the ground and could not go down anymore, he laughed angrily.
"He Chaozhi, are you still a child? You know how to play such childish tricks."
"I've thought about it. We've been together for so long and it seems we haven't really fallen in love yet?"
He Chaozhi grabbed Song Lan's hand and held it in his palm. His voice was gentle and low, revealing a different kind of magnetism.
"So I decided to formally pursue you once."
Song Lan couldn't laugh or cry: "When you say you are chasing me, you just want to take me to ride the Ferris wheel? He Chaozhi, you think I am eighteen years old this year."
"Shh."
He Chaozhi suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.
He leaned close to Song Lan, gently pinched the woman's delicate chin, and asked her to watch the fireworks blooming outside the window.
"I want to give you more than this."
With a bang, fireworks exploded in the high sky, shining like shooting stars.
Song Lan's clear eyes reflected the appearance of fireworks.
She covered her lips, her expression changing as the fireworks spread out.
"This is...a line of text?"
The moment I saw the fireworks outside the window scattering, a line of writing formed.
