Song Feixue was filled with rage at this moment, and the flames spread to everyone who came close to her.
The secretary came in to bring her coffee, "Ms. Song, your coffee."
"Yeah." Song Feixue picked it up and took a sip. Her eyes fell on the secretary's skirt.
Song Feixue frowned, "Wait a minute, what's going on with your skirt?"
"Huh?" The secretary was surprised and looked at her skirt, "Ms. Song, do you have any questions?"
"Ha." Song Feixue sneered, "I asked you, and you asked me in turn? I asked you just to make you reflect!"
The secretary was trembling and didn't know what was wrong.
"Ms. Song, what do you think is wrong?"
Song Feixue shook her head, full of disdain. "You are the secretary of the president's office. You must pay attention to the impact. Are you here to work, or are you here with other intentions?"
"Of course I'm at work." The secretary was frightened and had other ideas? What kind of idea?
"Humph, really?" Song Feixue sneered, obviously not believing it, "The skirt is so short, how dare you say that you don't have any other ideas?"
The secretary finally understood. It turned out that Song Feixue was just roundabout saying that she wanted to seduce——Mr. Nie?
God, this is such a disaster!
Those who can come here are all personally selected by Mr. Liao. In addition to their work ability, their character is also very important. They are all employees who do their job, but unexpectedly they are humiliated by the boss's girlfriend here.
The secretary held back her anger and said, "Ms. Song, you are overthinking."
"What?" Song Feixue frowned, looking unhappy, "How dare you talk back?"
The secretary is angry because she was raised by her parents, so why not? Even Mr. Nie would not insult someone like this!
"Miss Song, if you don't have anything to do, I'll go out and do some work." The secretary is still respectful. Can't he hide if he can't offend her?
"Stop!" Song Feixue shouted angrily, a fierce battle would start at any time.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Nie Zheng walked in. The secretary quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Nie."
Song Feixue also suppressed her anger and put on another face, "Azheng, you're back."
Nie Zheng frowned, already understanding the situation just now.
He glanced at the secretary and said, "Go and do the work."
"Yes, Mr. Nie." The secretary quickly retreated.
Sensing Nie Zheng's hesitant expression, Song Feixue hurriedly smiled and said, "Zheng, that little secretary is so ignorant, I'll teach you a lesson."
Nie Zheng did not speak immediately, but paused. "Fei Xue."
"Yeah." Song Feixue nodded quickly, "You say."
"Jiang Yan." Nie Zheng said a name.
"Huh?" Song Feixue was stunned for a moment, "Who is it?"
Nie Zheng sighed deeply, "That secretary just now, Jiang Yan, her name."
"Oh." Song Feixue nodded nonchalantly. How could she pay special attention to a little secretary's name?
Nie Zheng continued, "I graduated from the Normal University with a master's degree in secretarial studies. I am fluent in three languages. I am the head of the secretarial office. Do you understand what I mean?"
Song Feixue's face turned stiff and she twitched her lips. "...Hmm."
"That is to say." Nie Zheng made it clear, "There is no such thing as "ignorance" for Jiang Yan."
Song Feixue's face turned even more ugly.
Nie Zheng sighed softly and shook his head. His eyes fell on Song Feixue, and he said sharply and resolutely: "Feixue, I do promise you to try to date, but this does not mean that you can treat the people around me as you please."
Song Feixue was anxious, "Zheng, I didn't mean it. I was upset because... you just chased Feng Xiaoxiao out..."
Song Feixue became emotional. She hoped that Nie Zheng would take her seriously.
"Zheng, do you know that you two are already divorced! You shouldn't see her again! I told you not to go! I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!"
Song Feixue said, covering her temples in pain.
But Nie Zheng just looked at her quietly.
"Fei Xue." Nie Zheng sighed softly, "We are not suitable."
"What?" Song Feixue was shocked. This was not the result she wanted. "Zheng, what do you mean?"
Nie Zheng shook his head, "I don't mean to accuse you when I say this, because no one has everyone's personality traits. You are too controlling, and I am also a controlling person. We really don't want to
Suitable for each other.”
"No, it's not..." Song Feixue panicked, "I just hope you don't see Feng Xiaoxiao again!"
Nie Zheng shook his head, "What you want to control is not just that I don't see Xiaoxiao, but that you don't want any women to appear around me, no matter what the relationship is, am I right?"
Song Feixue was startled, Nie Zheng had indeed seen through her heart!
"Hey." Nie Zheng sighed softly. "Feixue, we are really not suitable, or..."
"No!" Song Feixue grabbed him and interrupted him, "I don't want to break up! You promised me, and it's only been a few days, and you tell me that it's not appropriate?"
Song Feixue was already panicking, "Okay, I understand, I will control it, and I won't interfere with you too much."
Nie Zheng sighed softly, "Feixue, why bother?"
"It's not bitter." Song Feixue shook her head repeatedly, "Zheng, I like you, and I will change it! I really will change it!"
Nie Zheng had no choice but to nod. "Yes."
He sat down behind his desk and said, "I still have something to do, so you can go first."
"Oh." Song Feixue didn't dare to provoke Nie Zheng at this time, so she took her bag and left aggrievedly.
After the door closed, Nie Zheng leaned back in his seat, raised his face, and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands. He was upset and nothing was going as he wished.
Now that I think about it, although Xiaoxiao is willful, it is only in small matters. When it comes to big things, Xiaoxiao has always understood the big picture.
Of course, this is what it should be.
How could the number one socialite in Haicheng hold up such a title with her beauty alone if she didn't know the general situation?
But, Xiaoxiao came to see him today, what exactly was going on?
Boom, Liao Qingming knocked on the door and came in, holding documents in his hand. "Mr. Nie, these two copies need your signature."
"Um."
Nie Zheng took it, held it in his hand and looked through it. He asked, "When will the performance of "The Rising Sun" start?"
Liao Qingming was slightly startled, "Mr. Nie, didn't you know? The performance will be this weekend, Saturday and Sunday, at Anseong Cultural Center."
"Huh?" Nie Zheng raised his head, "Why do I know?"
"Well..." Liao Qingming smiled awkwardly, "Fu Jie said that the crew issued internal tickets. I thought, too... no, Miss Feng came to you today to give you tickets."
Fu Jie was sent by Liao Qingming to follow Feng Xiaoxiao.
Although divorced, Fu Jie's work continues.
Nie Zheng was stunned. It turned out that Xiaoxiao came to him for this matter.
Seeing his expression, Liao Qingming was filled with annoyance, "Oh, when I saw you chasing him out, I thought Miss Feng told you to give you the ticket."
It seems that no. Is he talking too much? After all, Miss Song is Mr. Nie's girlfriend now.