Yang Qingyue thought she was shaken, and her eyes showed joy, "I can give you money and resources." She paused and said in a sincere tone, "Currently in the entertainment industry, the resources I can give you are definitely better than what you can find on your own.
many."
Before, Rong Luoyin might have been moved.
After all, with the power of the Rong family, the resources they can obtain are completely inferior to what Yang Qingyue has. As long as she helps her wholeheartedly, she can move to a higher position in a short time.
It's a pity that her life is now in Gu Jingting's hands.
Rong Luoyin's eyes changed. She looked at Yang Qingyue, who was showing kindness to her. She no longer had the condescension in front of her before, and even showed caution.
With a hint of pride and pleasure revealed, she looked at Yang Qingyue and said slowly, "This condition is not bad..."
She prolonged her tone, allowing Yang Qingyue to capture hope.
However, just when Yang Qingyue stood up and looked at her happily, Rong Luoyin changed her tone and sneered, "It's a pity, it's useless for me to want these now."
Yang Qingyue's face twisted for a moment, "Are you kidding me?"
"No." Rong Luoyin approached him, reached out to comb Yang Qingyue's messy hair around her ears, and said softly, "I really wanted to agree, but now, Gu Jingting has spoken and wants me to pull you down."
"Otherwise, I will be the one who dies."
As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Qingyue's hair and said harshly, "When I asked you to give me a hand, you were unwilling to do so. Now that you have no way out, who can blame you?"
"ah!"
Yang Qingyue exclaimed briefly, tears flowing freely, "I was wrong at the beginning, don't care about me, just let me go this time, and I will give you whatever you want in the future."
"What's the point of holding it for me?" Rong Luoyin said angrily, "If I don't deal with you now, I will die!"
After she finished speaking, she pushed Yang Qingyue away and walked out quickly.
Yang Qingyue looked panicked and followed closely to stop her, but the bodyguards brought by Rong Luoyin were faster and separated her from the housekeeper in the room.
"Rong Luoyin! Come back!"
Yang Qingyue shouted loudly.
A few days later, President Gu's office.
"The person has been arrested and is under investigation." Xiang Chen took the documents and stood in front of Gu Jingting to report the results. "The police station is also announcing the situation simultaneously. In addition, the case they framed Miss Song has now been
To clarify completely, I will not look for her again in the future."
"Well, you can handle the rest later." Gu Jingting nodded.
Xiang Chen put away the documents, "What should I do with Rong Luoyin?"
Gu Jingting didn't hesitate at all, "Since she did it, let her leave the country. In addition, send someone to follow her to prevent her from making any small moves again."
"OK."
Hearing this, Xiang Chen knew for sure that Gu Jingting actually had no intention of completely letting Rong Luoyin go and driving her out of the country. He would probably have to watch from behind to prevent her from causing any trouble.
And this will definitely not make her life easy.
Xiang Chen thought about it and left the office.
Gu Jingting continued to process the documents. Not long after, the phone on his desk rang. He answered it. The secretary assistant asked on the phone, "Mr. Gu, Miss Song Qiao is here. Is it convenient now?"
Gu Jingting was a little surprised. This seemed to be the first time Song Qiao took the initiative to come to the company to find him.
He replied, "Let her in."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Jingting thought that Song Qiao had not recovered for two days, so he got up uneasy and went out to greet her.
As soon as she walked out of the office, she saw Song Qiao walking out of the elevator with her secretary assistant. She was wearing an indigo coat and a belt of the same color tied around her waist, outlining her slim waist.
Her black hair was spread over her shoulders, and her blue coat made her face as white as jade.
When she saw Gu Jingting, a smile spread across her lips, like the most important stroke added to a rich ink painting, "Why did you come out?"
"Miss Song is here, of course I have to come out to greet her," Gu Jingting said.
He walked forward, held Song Qiao's hand, looked at Song Qiao's expression carefully, and asked, "Why did you come here today to be in good health?"
Song Qiao looked at the secretary assistant next to him and took his hand back shyly.
They haven't confirmed their relationship yet, but they are so close. What a shame.
"I've been lying around too much at home lately and I have a headache. It just so happens that Mrs. An is making dumplings at home today and asked me to come over and give you some." Song Qiao raised the lunch box in her hand.
Gu Jingting looked down at Song Qiao's slightly red cheeks and did not continue to hold it, "Just let Xiang Chen go get it. You can run back and forth on a cold day to avoid catching a cold."
Song Qiao said, "People also have things to be busy with. I am an idle worker now and I have to find something to do for myself."
The two of them walked into the office while asking and answering questions.
The secretary-assistant didn't follow him, but stood at the door and was secretly excited. Miss Song and Mr. Gu looked so good together!
Oh my god, will this be their president’s wife from now on!
The more she wanted to date her, the more excited she was. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the group, "Guess what I just saw?"
"It must be Miss Song who is here. It has already been spread in the company."
"Is she really that pretty in person?"
The secretary assistant poked at her phone excitedly, "It's beautiful, a thousand times better than on TV. Standing with Mr. Gu, she looks so talented and beautiful!"
Song Qiao had no idea how excited the group was.
She followed Gu Jingting into the office, opened the lunch box, and handed the chopsticks to Gu Jingting, "Try it, Sanxian. Qiqi and Xiaotang ate a lot today."
The dumplings were still steaming. Gu Jingting looked at the time and found that it had jumped to twelve o'clock, and it was time to have lunch.
He couldn't help but smile and said, "You are really accurate at this time."
Song Qiao nodded and accepted the compliment, "Of course, after all, I can pinch and count."
Gu Jingting lowered his head to eat. He ate at a leisurely pace. It was obviously just an ordinary home-cooked meal, but in his hands, it seemed like a rare delicacy.
"Sister An's craftsmanship is even better." Gu Jingting praised.
Song Qiao sat on the sofa next to her, took out a magazine placed on the table and read, "If Mrs. An heard what you said, she might be very happy."
"Then I will definitely have to praise you in person." Gu Jingting said.
Song Qiao was funny, "Hurry up and eat."
Gu Jingting was indeed a little hungry. Seeing that Song Qiao was looking for entertainment by himself, he lowered his head to eat with peace of mind.
The two of them each occupied a corner of the office. No one spoke, but the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Mr. Gu."
Suddenly, there was movement outside the door.
Gu Jingting, "Come in."
The door was pushed open and someone walked in from the outside. Song Qiao glanced casually and saw a man in a suit who looked like a bodyguard, so he didn't pay attention.
She was about to look away when suddenly her eyes suddenly focused on his hands.
The man's hand hanging by his side seemed to have been injured. It hung at an unusual angle. In an instant, Song Qiao's thoughts were brought back to that dark night.
