The next morning, Song Xuanhe was woken up by the phone ringing.
The anger on the other end of the phone sprayed directly on him along the radio waves: "What a shame! Do you know that today is the company's regular meeting! If you don't show up in the meeting room for the high-level meeting half an hour later, you don't have to come again!"
Song Xuanhe put the phone a little farther away, the thick black and long curly upper eyelashes met the lower eyelashes slowly and calmly, and opened them again after a few seconds.
He rubbed his eyes, turned on the screen that didn't know when it would go off, his expression was still hazy, he struggled to hunched on the bed until he saw the time clearly, and said to himself slowly and without the slightest ups and downs: "It's even after ten o'clock gone."
After finishing speaking, he yawned slowly.
It may be because he was too tense all day yesterday, but suddenly relaxed before going to bed, he actually slept well, not to mention no dreams, and the quality of sleep was excellent.
Relieved, Song Xuanhe jumped out of bed energetically to wash up, picked out clothes and changed before going downstairs, and he was not surprised that he didn't see Xiao Yuanmu's figure downstairs.
After casually finding something in the refrigerator to fill his stomach, he turned on his mobile phone and watched the entertainment news, before Song Xuanhe drove to the company. When he arrived at the company, it was already past eleven o'clock in the morning, and he still took his time.
Pushing open the door of the meeting room, everyone in the meeting gathered their eyes when they heard the movement. Song Xuanhe smiled, and with the car key on his index finger, he waved his hand: "Morning!"
Thinking that he called Song Xuanhe at 9:30, and he didn't come until 11:30, Song Guochao turned pale and got up and said, "You still have the face to come in! Get out!"
Song Xuanhe opened his eyes wide in astonishment, looked around at the shareholders' executives in the conference room, and then turned his attention to Song Guochao, humbly asking for advice: "When is the Song family already in charge of Mr. Song?"
A "Mr. Song" completely ignited Song Guochao's anger. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Song Xuan and said, "Lawless, celestial eyes, and no respect! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will step on my head!"
Song Xuanhe didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "I thought I was at the same level as Mr. Song. In the company, Mr. Song is not qualified to teach me."
Song Guochao's face froze, his face turned from green to red, as if he was about to be overwhelmed by his anger.
Song Xuanlin just got up, frowned and reprimanded: "Okay, I'm late and contradicting my father, please sit down."
Song Xuanhe shrugged, walked to his seat and sat down, passed by Song Guochao, and said with great concern: "Mr. Song, calm down, it will hurt you."
Song Guochao sat down with a livid face, clenched his fists, and the executive who was reporting the company's finances for this quarter glanced at the quiet place below, coughed lightly and continued speaking in a low voice, for fear that he might be too high. The syllables stimulated the sensitive nerves of everyone present, and became the kid who suffered.
Except for the voice of the chief financial officer, the meeting room was very quiet, but the eye contact between the senior executives and the shareholders was never interrupted.
Most of the people sitting here are aware of the situation of the Song family. Song Dong is old and has not been in office for a long time. Song Guochao is mediocre and short-sighted. Dong didn't intend to hand over the position to him at all, and the two young masters of the Song family, Song Xuanlin and Song Xuanhe, both had good abilities, but Song Xuanlin was more stable and smooth than Song Xuanhe, so most people were more inclined to Yu Song Xuanlin.
As for Song Xuanhe, he didn't seem to want to compete for the position of Patriarch, and he and Song Xuanlin were brothers, and the relationship between the two had always been good, and he even publicly expressed his support for his brother to inherit the company.
A meeting ended quietly amidst the different thoughts of the people below.
When the meeting room ended, it happened to be twelve noon, the company's lunch break.
Song Xuanhe didn't even return to the office, so he went directly to the floor where Xiao Yuanmu was. Although it was already lunch break, there were still some employees who hadn't gone to the cafeteria. "Walking into Xiao Yuanmu's office area.
The major of Xiao Yuanmu University is finance. As a leader in the Finance Department of Imperial University, the top college in the country, he was supposed to work in an investment bank after graduation, but the Song family specially opened up a venture capital department two years ago, intending to wait until the department matures. Directly set aside to set up a fund venture capital company alone, so when the Imperial City University was recruiting, Song, as the largest private enterprise in the Imperial City, gave priority to obtaining the information of the most outstanding graduates of this year, and then through various welfare policies, Xiao Yuan Mu recruited to work in the company.
Song's welfare has always been good, and as one of the world's top 500 companies, even if it is ranked at the tail of the top 500, it can be regarded as an existence that fresh graduates want to enter even if they are fighting for their heads.
However, Xiao Yuanmu's entry into the Song Corporation was not due to salary and benefits. He was very clear about his career plan and only used the Song Corporation as a springboard.
Fund venture capital companies and investment banks are the best places for students of the finance department of top domestic universities to go after graduation. However, even if these students are the best in the department during their studies, entering such companies is just starting from doing odd jobs Forget it, what this type of company lacks most is highly educated interns. If you want to really enter the core department, it is difficult to get to the sky without three to five years of experience.
The fund venture capital department currently established by the Song family seems to have a short-term success and a shallow foundation, but it is actually a solid springboard for graduates who want to enter such companies.
As one of the major family businesses in the Imperial Capital, the Song Corporation has recently been trying to get out of the fixed frame and try to develop in other directions. Venture capital is one of the directions that the Song Corporation attaches great importance to, and the Song Corporation has a huge network of resources in the Imperial Capital , and there is a securities giant who uses the Li family as the Yue family, and the prospects can be described as smooth sailing.
Xiao Yuanmu saw all this clearly, and naturally accepted Song's olive branch very neatly.
However, a huge stumbling block jumped out of his seamless plan—Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuanhe stood beside the white wall with Baoxiong, looking coldly at Xiao Yuanmu and the young girl with pink cheeks beside him.
In fact, after Song Xuanhe's undisguised high-profile pursuit, most of the people in the company who had taken a fancy to Xiao Yuanmu because of his looks and ability died down, but there are always some people who risk being fired for other reasons. You have to give it a try, such as Xiao Yuanmu's beautiful face that makes people and gods angry.
Xiao Yuanmu was actually a little impatient, but before he collected the information that brought down the Song family, he didn't want to cause any accidents, so he just politely refused: "I'm not used to eating other people's dishes, and I'm not used to using other people's tableware, sorry .”
The long-haired girl with the lunch box was a little aggrieved, but she still put the lunch box down and said, "Then can we have lunch together? The canteen on the 12th floor has new Mexican dishes. The beef with onions and black peppers there is very good. Let's try it together." Bar."
Xiao Yuanmu became even more impatient when he heard the words, his expressionless face revealed an expression of impatience, and he had no room for refusal: "I don't eat beef."
The girl bit her lower lip, and took a step forward to grab Xiao Yuanmu's sleeve. She had a pitiful little face upturned, and her curly hair hung on her shoulders. She concealed her thoughts: "Then... I can eat other things, as long as I eat with you."
Xiao Yuanmu avoids the hand she stretched out, and the suppressed impatience and coldness in his eyes almost overflow. He grew up in an orphanage, and among the peers he came into contact with, both men and women have more heart than others. , so he never relaxes his vigilance against a person because of his gender or appearance, let alone the noble character of not being able to deal with girls. He even knows very well that sometimes, women's natural weakness is their best weapon.
It's just that, although he can't be said to be very kind, he will not take action to assassinate a woman who has no malice towards him, but her pestering makes him extremely annoying and loathing.
Since he won't take action against her, he doesn't want the woman in front of him to pester her anymore, so he can only speak clearly.
"I won't eat with you because I don't like—"
Song Xuanhe stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Yuanmu's hand, without looking at his expression, turned to the girl and said, "He doesn't like to eat with people other than me, do you understand?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, her gaze shifted from Xiao Yuanmu's face to his and Song Xuanhe's hands, her eyes turned red instantly: "Yuanmu, you, you and Mr. Song are together?"
Song Xuanhe raised the hand he held with Xiao Yuanmu and waved it in front of the girl, his tone impatient: "If you are blind, go to the ophthalmologist, do you want me to say it again?"
The tears accumulated in the girl's eyes fell instantly, she took a deep look at Xiao Yuanmu, choked up and said, "I never thought that you would compromise so easily..."
After speaking, he wiped his tears and ran away.
Song Xuanhe: ...
[What kind of visual sense is this kind of weekend tear-jerking drama, and I don’t know why, I have the illusion that I am a vicious mistress who breaks up other people’s couples.]
[It is indeed an illusion.]The system said: [Did you forget that you and the boss are already boyfriends?]
Fuck his uncle's boyfriend!
Song Xuanhe immediately let go of Xiao Yuanmu's hand, then met Xiao Yuanmu's cold gaze, and continued the plot: "What happened to that woman just now? Did you forget that you are mine?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked away, and said quietly: "I have nothing to do with that woman."
"Heh." Song Xuanhe smiled coldly and contemptuously, and then said: "Don't forget your identity, let me see you flirting with each other in the future, and I will let you know the end."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes turned cold, and before he could speak, he saw a group of colleagues who came back from dinner together. They obviously heard their conversation, and they took a few steps back collectively in embarrassment. Concealed sympathy or disdain.
When Song Xuanhe saw Xiao Yuanmu looking behind him with a sudden cold expression, he knew that today's plot was over, and he snorted coldly: "Wait for me downstairs at night."
After speaking, without looking at Xiao Yuanmu, he turned and left.