Love is not a necessity in life, but a luxury.
Song Chao looked at the gilded invitation card in his hand, slender and fair fingers rubbed the handwritten signature on it, sneered and threw the invitation aside, flipped the invitation one side, and fluttered to the ground.
Turning on the computer, there are pages full of pages about how Hengtai's newly developed games have swept the entire female player circle, what games should not discriminate against women, and what game companies should learn from Hengtai and respect women.
It's just to promote their own game in the name of respecting women.
Inadvertently opened an interview video, Yuan Yi in it was personable, and he admitted that the original intention of developing this game was to give his fiancée a gift, because he saw a lot of beautiful women in her. Will make such an inspirational game for women.
Hearing Yuan Yi complimenting the advantages of women in the video, Song Chao was a little impatient. When he was about to close the video, he found that Yan Xi's figure appeared in the camera. He paused with his fingers and did not press the left button of the mouse.
"Miss Yan, are you satisfied with this gift from Mr. Yuan?"
The woman surrounded by countless flashes and cameras, wearing a suit and a work badge, seemed to be surrounded by reporters just after get off work. Her eyes are full of autumn water with a smile: "The truth is that I am very satisfied, and the truth is that I haven't started playing this game yet. But it doesn't matter how the gift is, the important thing is that I am very satisfied with it."
The barrage on the interview video is crazy, and the barrages are so many, such as "hahahaha", "never seen such a straight girlfriend", "for this honesty, I want to play a game" and so on. Almost covering her face.
Song Chao closed the barrage and leaned back in his chair to look lazily at the woman on the screen. Unfortunately, this interview video was very short, and it was over in a while. He held the mouse, and before he could move, the secretary knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song Ci said he wanted to see you." The secretary glanced at the invitation card that had fallen on the ground, and looked back like an electric shock. In the whole company, who does not know the past of the boss and the fiancee of the president of Hengtai, it is a pity that King Xiang Xiang has a dream, and the goddess has no intention. Now that the president of Hengtai is going to marry his fiancee, the invitations have been delivered to the door. No wonder the boss has such a big reaction.
"No." Song Chao turned off the video, adjusted his glasses, and said coldly, "The company is not his home. Next time he does this again, he will call the security directly."
"I'm just worried that people outside will say..."
"Our Song family's gossip, people outside say less?" Song Chao looked up at the secretary, and there was no warmth in his eyes, "I want to teach you again, eh?"
"I-I understand." The secretary trembled, exited the office, and hurriedly closed the door, the tension in his heart did not diminish much. Recently, the Song family has begun to explore new fields. There are praises and criticisms from outside, but no matter what the result is, the boss takes the opportunity to take the company's power into his hands. Those nepotistic employees of the Song family have been dismissed and demoted. Even The boss's parents are useless.
Some people say that the boss is not taken seriously in the Song family. He went abroad at the age of 18, and he stayed there for nine years before returning. So after taking control of the family, he began to take revenge on those relatives who treated him badly in the past. Some people even said that Mr. Song died in the hospital because of the boss's hand. Even Song Ci's limping leg in a car accident was arranged by the boss.
Just thinking about it, a figure suddenly rushed behind her. Before she could react, the person had already passed her and pushed open the door of the boss's office. She was startled and wanted to reach out to stop her, only to find that the person who came was Song Ci who had just been stopped downstairs. The other party limped on one leg and limped when he walked, but he didn't expect the speed to be slow.
"Mr. Song Ci, it's work time, please don't..."
"Go away!" Song Ci pushed her away, rushed in front of Song Chao, and swept the computer on the table to the ground. The computer flashed a few sparks, and the secretary almost screamed. She took out her mobile phone to call security, Song Chao took off her glasses and said to her, "Close the door."
Looking at the boss's slender and beautiful eyes, the secretary was in a trance. He closed the door and looked around, trying to find a handy weapon, but apart from the flowerpot that she couldn't carry, there were only high heels under her feet.
"Song Ci, I remember that you don't seem to have a position in the company." Song Chao took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, "What do you want to find me for?"
"Song Dynasty, did you play tricks in the industry I invested in?!" Song Ci's eyes were red and he looked like a maniac. Do you want to kill everyone in the Song family to be satisfied?"
Song Chao pushed the Song Ci, flicked his wrinkled shirt, and said slowly: "Cousin, did you forget that the project I invested in, how much did I lose because you deliberately arranged for people to make trouble?" He stepped over the edge of the table and walked away. In front of Song Ci, "In business, it is inevitable that there will be profits and losses. It's not good for you to be so excited, cousin."
"Fuck you, little bastard, don't think that I don't know about your shady methods." Song Ci was so excited that he whimpered in his throat, "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Song Chao chuckled softly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Song Ci's neck and pinned him to the ground: "Retribution? If there is real retribution for doing bad things, the Song family should have cut off their descendants long ago and went bankrupt, and you are still alive and well? "
Unexpectedly, Song Chao would suddenly make a move. Song Ci painfully broke Song Chao's hand, but Song Chao's hand was so strong that he couldn't break it at all. At that moment, he thought he would be killed by Song Chao. Half-squinting looking at the person in front of him who was smiling but had a distorted expression, Song Ci began to be afraid. Could it be that he is going to die here today
"Trash!" Seeing the panic and despair in Song Ci's eyes, Song Chao suddenly laughed out loud and loosened Song Ci's neck, "Song Ci, you might as well go back and look in the mirror to see what you look like."
Song Ci covered his neck and looked at Song Chao in horror, as if he was looking at a lunatic.
"Hey." Song Chao looked at his leg that couldn't heal, "Go back and stay at home, don't run around, don't even have problems with the other leg, do you understand?"
Song Ci shuddered and felt that his whole body was extremely cold, as if someone had thrown a basin of cold water.
"Secretary." Song Chao put on his glasses, turned to the secretary who was huddled in the corner and said, "Call the security guard and send Mr. Song Ci down."
"Okay, okay." The secretary was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out. Hearing Song Chao's opening, he nodded again and again and exited the office. The look of the boss just now was really scary.
The office suddenly quieted down, and Song Ci said in a hoarse voice, "Song Chao, I'll see how long you can be proud."
Song Chao raised his eyebrows, buttoned up his shirt sleeves gracefully, turned around and put on his suit jacket, returning to the elegant, gentle and elegant man: "Is it related to you?"
Noticing that there was an invitation on the ground, Song Ci suddenly smiled proudly: "Song Dynasty, even if you have all kinds of means, the woman you like still has to marry a better man than you, and you still have your problems in your life. something!"
"Go away!" Song Chao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was dark, and it quickly turned to nothing.
Song Ci didn't dare to continue talking to Song Chao, he was afraid that Song Chao would go crazy and kill him. Turning around and walking out of the office, he glanced at the security guard who was running towards him, and scolded with a sullen face, "If you dare to stop me with anything, you'll be fucked."
The security guards didn't dare to actually use Song Ci, and they could only endure when they were scolded. No matter how fierce the internal struggle of the Song family was rumored to be, they were all surnamed Song, so what were they outsiders
"Bah!" Song Ci turned his head and poked at the office door, then walked away scoldingly under the watchful eyes of all the people.
Song Chao looked at the security guard who was standing outside the door poking his head and frowned, "Everyone go back to work."
After the security secretary had left, he stared at the invitation card on the ground for a long time. After a long time, he walked to the invitation card, bent down and picked it up.
The wedding of Yuan Yi and Yan Xi was very grand. Although neither of them were in the entertainment industry, they received no less attention than celebrities in the entertainment industry. Where they got married, which designer's wedding dress they wore, how much the wedding dress was worth, and who they invited were the focus of the media's attention.
Some media couldn't find any useful information, so they simply turned to interview Hengtai employees, or people who had been interviewed by Yan Xi, and wanted to hear their comments on the newcomers. It's a pity that they didn't find any black material. All the interviewees were full of blessings. The reporters could only scrape together and make up a report.
It seems that overnight, the whole world is blessing the couple, and of course there are good people. At this time, I deliberately mention news about the Song Dynasty, such as what movie has been invested in, and I have sponsored a love foundation. There is not a word about him and There is a bit of past entanglement between Yan Xi, but at this juncture, everyone will remember that he is the loser in this love chase.
One day, after the Song Dynasty attended a meeting, when he walked out, a reporter appeared out of nowhere and chased after him and asked, "Mr. Song, will you attend Miss Yan Xi's wedding?"
Song Chao ignored him, but he persisted in questioning. The other media also followed behind with cameras.
"Mr. Song, what wishes do you want to say to Miss Yanxi?"
"Mr. Song..."
Song Chao stopped and glanced at the reporter who asked the first question: "I will definitely attend my friend's wedding. As for what I want to say to congratulate, it is natural to say it in front of the newlyweds, which is more sincere. I'm sorry, fellow reporters. Friends, I have another meeting later, sorry."
The bodyguards pushed the reporters away, and got into the car while protecting Song Chao.
The reporters watched Song Chao leave in a car with some regret, and regretted not taking the opportunity to ask a few more questions.
Three days later, the reporter who first asked the question lost his job, which he finally managed to become a regular, because he violated professional ethics.
In fact, since Song Chao and Yan Xi had a cup of coffee last year and rumors spread, the two have never seen each other in private. They met once in a while, and the two never spoke.
Song Chao did not expect that he would see Yan Xi again, and the way was particularly embarrassing.
Yan Xi was wearing an elegant long dress, but what she did was not elegant at all. She and a middle-aged man carrying a camera ran out of a hotel. Cursing and roaring chasing.
"Stop." Song Chao asked the driver to stop the car. When Yan Xi was about to be overtaken, Song Chao opened the car door and said to Yan Xi and the middle-aged man, "Get in the car."
Yan Xi glanced at the big men behind him, then at Song Chao, then turned to Zhao Peng and said, "Brother Zhao, let's get in the car."
Seeing Yan Xi climbed into the car, still panting, Song Chao raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Yan's work is really interesting. Is this a race against people...?"
"Thank you Mr. Song for your help, I made you laugh." Yan Xi gasped, rubbing the sweat on his forehead, "If it wasn't for you today, the two of us might have been beaten."
"I thought that Miss Yan was about to become Hengtai's proprietress and would not do such a risky thing again." Song Chao smiled, "It seems that I underestimated Miss Song's courage."
"This time it was really unfortunate. After shooting the material with Brother Zhao, I just went to a restaurant to eat. Who knows that the neighboring table insisted that we were filming them. They reacted too strongly. I thought something was wrong with them, so I told Brother Zhao. While running, call the police at the same time." Yan Xi's throat was burning with pain, "The last time I was so embarrassed was when I was chased by a dog."
Song Chao glanced at the camera on Zhao Peng's shoulder. Probably the people who were chasing them did have some secrets. That's why they were so sensitive when they saw people with cameras.
He didn't understand why a girl like Yan Xi had to run around for a show. Now that she has Yuan Yi's backing, she can do any show, so why choose this tiring and bitter show.
Although... The show she hosts does have some interesting points.
He wanted to ask, but felt that he didn't seem qualified to ask, so apart from taking two bottles of water and handing them to Yan Xi and the middle-aged man, he didn't say anything else, and there was nothing to say between the two of them.
"Thank you." Yan Xi took the water and didn't drink it. She lowered her hair and sent Yuan Yi a message, and then said to Song Chao, "Just stop in front."
"Will Yuan Yi come to pick you up?"
"Um."
Song Chao smiled and did not ask again. After arriving at the place Yan Xi said, he asked the driver to stop the car and let Yan Xi go down.
"Yan Xi." He suddenly said, "You really don't think about changing your marriage partner?"
"I prefer a man who loves me and doesn't threaten me with his family, Mr. Song, the two of us are not suitable." The woman who got out of the car smiled politely.
"Okay." Song Chao raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"Goodbye, thank you for your help this time." Yan Xi nodded to him and turned to leave.
Song Chao watched her and the middle-aged man walk under the tree across the street, then watched a car stop in front of them, and Yuan Yi got out of the car.
The two were holding hands, not knowing what to say, very close.
Suddenly, Song Chao felt inexplicably tired and said to the driver, "Let's go."
Love is such a thing, to him, is dispensable.
He doesn't care, and he doesn't care.