Her face was pale, almost transparent like snow, her lips pressed stubbornly, without a trace of blood.
A woman without makeup, no longer the coquettish and dazzling of the past, even more terrifyingly thin.
There were tears in his eyes, and the eye sockets were already red, but he refused to look at him.
Song Cheng twisted her eyebrows, her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and she let go of her two fingers. Sure enough, she saw that the pointy jaw was flushed with red. She pinched her fingers secretly, and then grabbed her wrist and walked towards the Song Family Building. Can you be patient? Why did you persuade you today? But a small front desk can make you so angry?"
Su Kui bit her lip and stared at him with flushed eyes, "In your eyes, she is just a small receptionist, but I really didn't have an appointment, and my identity... What position do I have to refute?" Her footsteps were stiff and she refused to follow him.
Song Cheng smirked and raised his eyebrows at her, "Oh? Don't pretend it?"
"I... I didn't pretend..."
Turning her head away uncomfortably, she opened her mouth, whether she dared to fight back.
The tears in his eyes were taken back, but the face was still aggrieved.
laugh--
Her awkward and arrogant little look seemed quite interesting. At least she succeeded in pleasing Song Cheng. He raised her rigid chin at Su Kui and motioned her to follow him in.
With strength in his hand, Su Kui walked forward, "I will let you go once today, and I will remember the tricks to make it smarter." Don't let him see it at a glance, but she didn't blame her for being smart.
It seems that she still feels a little willing to come forward for her
Su Kui lowered his eyes and sneered, so that you can't see it, how can this play go on
Don't pull hatred yourself for things that others can do for you. This is Su Kui's maxim.
The small receptionist saw that the BOSS had gone and returned, and he was still lovingly holding the woman who had just been humiliated by her, and his heart sank sharply.
She was trembling even with her body, wishing to slap herself twice and blame herself for being nosy. If there is a seam on the ground at this time, she would definitely plunge into it and let the women who watch the excitement not be too troublesome to laugh at. .
What if the boss never noticed her as a small person? With illusions in his heart, the small front desk quietly moved backwards to minimize his sense of existence.
But soon, the little luck in her heart was defeated as Songcheng approached step by step.
Song Cheng still had no expression, and even his voice couldn't hear the emotions, but the words he uttered seemed like a bolt from the blue sky, and she was stunned on the spot.
He said, "Song doesn't need such an unruly and self-assertive employee. You have to be clear that here, I am the boss, not you! Go to the Finance Department to settle your salary and leave immediately!"
No matter what she said, she pulled Su Kui into the chairman's elevator.
After a while, the small front desk suddenly woke up, "BOSS..." but found that it had already disappeared.
As soon as he entered the elevator, Song Cheng immediately released Su Kui's wrists, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stared at her condescendingly, "Let's talk, what tricks do you want to play?"
It was the same person, but in a short time, it seemed as if she had changed the core. If she said she had no purpose, Song Cheng would believe it
Su Kui had long expected such a scene. How could it be simple for a man who could be on the throne of the chairman of the Song family chaebol at the age of less than 30
Even if there is a part of his inheritance from the family, it is absolutely difficult to deal with the thriving people who can manage the entire consortium without mentioning them.