Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Chen Xinrao's words were sonorous and forceful, and Father Chen raised his head as if waking up from a dream:
"Did you know something?"

"I asked a few friends yesterday, and they were unwilling to talk about this project, and they seemed to avoid it. Behind this matter, there must be some big person pushing it. Our Chen family must have offended someone!"

Seeing her father look a lot older in an instant, Chen Xinrao also felt very sad, but she still said what she should say:
"Although we still don't know who it is, the power behind him must be very powerful... Dad, we really have no one else to rely on except Song Bingjue."

The father and daughter were relatively speechless, neither of them had thought that it was Song Bingjue who had brought them to this point. They just sighed, thinking about how to get close to him.

Knowing that the Chen family's father and daughter had already visited, Song Bingjue raised his finger uninterestedly, motioning for Han Xiu to continue:

"President, the total debt of the Chen Group has reached [-] billion. Look, is it time to close the net?"

"Not urgent."

He knew Father Chen's character, he was reincarnated in a hurry, and there should be a lot of troubles, Song Bingjue looked at the emails sent from the computer mailbox, and couldn't help rubbing his brows:
"Go ahead and wait. The company will be managed by you for a few days, and I'm going back to England."

"When you return to England at this time, Shen Yu won't let you see Ms. Mu, right? It's not too late to deal with all the matters here."

He naturally knew why the president returned to the UK, but now is the critical moment, and there are people from Shen Yu in the UK to guard against him, so even if the president goes, he won't be able to see Miss Mu.

"Speak up!"

Can't help but give him a cold look, Song Bingjue looked at the picture of men and women standing together in harmony on the computer screen, his face became colder and colder:

"I'm going to England, what does it have to do with you? Do your job well."

Seeing Song Bingjue's unchangeable attitude, Han Xiuwei rubbed his nose for the cold stare he got. Did the CEO eat some explosives?Why are you so fierce?
Song Bingjue, who knew nothing about the assistant's psychological activities, just stared at the photo and lost himself in thought. Compared with this Ya, he was richer and more attractive, and the only thing he lost to him... probably was his age, right?

The more he looked at Ya, the more he looked like a little boy. Song Bingjue's face darkened. He glanced at the assistant standing aside, cleared his throat and asked:

"Han Xiu, what do you think...how about me?"

"?!"

The alarm bell was ringing in his head, Han Xiu raised his spirits 12 points, and looked at the president suspiciously:

"President, what do you mean?"

"Various aspects."

His elm head!I don't even know what I'm asking!Song Bingjue was angry and annoyed in his heart, but he still maintained a calm face:
"I want to know what kind of image I have in your hearts."

"President, you are wise and powerful, with outstanding strategies, and you are more generous to us. Only you are good in the eyes of your subordinates."

The upright Han Xiu didn't understand the meaning of Song Bingjue's question at all, and expressed the image of Song Bingjue in his heart.

"Who asked you this?!"

Song Bingjue's face became darker the more he heard it, and he wanted to say something more, but seeing Han Xiu's blank face, he swallowed the words, and waved his hand irritably:

"If it's okay, you go out!"

Inexplicably, he was expelled by him to beat Han Xiu's heart:

"I????"

At this time, the president's heart was like a girl in Huaichun, melancholy and unspeakable, he walked to the mirror in the bathroom rarely, and began to look at his face carefully in the mirror:

There seems to be no problem with the facial features, long eyebrows are drawn into the temples, a pair of eyes are as black as ink, the bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are coldly closed... It's just that the lines are a bit colder?That little boy seems to like to laugh?Or is it that ruffian smile that provokes one corner of the mouth?He saw Wanwan smiling happily at that guy. Does she like that?
Thinking about it this way, Song Bingjue also raised the corner of his mouth in front of himself in the mirror, but no matter how stiff he looked, he poked the corner of his mouth with his hand, trying to make himself look normal:
"Smile like this? Still like this?"

After trying to look in the mirror for more than half an hour, Song Bingjue finally felt that it was somewhat effective. He walked out slowly while maintaining this arc, called Han Xiu in, and then smiled at him.

"President, President?"

Seeing the extremely stiff and awkward smile shown by the president after calling him in, Han Xiu couldn't help being a little frightened. He took two steps back with the document in his hand:
"President, are you... okay?"

"What do you think of a smile like that?"

Song Bingjue, who was unaware of the assistant's strange behavior, increased the arc of the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to make himself look natural and friendly:
"Do girls prefer guys who smile at them?"

You are right in saying this... But any girl who sees a smile like yours, the first reaction is that she has encountered a pervert, right?

Can't help slandering silently in his heart, Han Xiu didn't know whether he should tell him the truth, after hesitating for a while, he still chose to be honest:
"President, I think it's fine for you to keep your usual appearance. You are a person who doesn't smile very much. Suddenly laughing... will make people feel weird."

Very, very weird?

Didn't expect that the result of my hard work for so long turned out to be "very weird"?
Song Bingjue's face darkened instantly, Han Xiu sighed, and he continued at the risk of being thrown out by the president:
"President, you are you. I believe that Ms. Mu's love for you is definitely because of your own personality charm, not anything else. If you change yourself forcibly to cater to you, maybe it will only make Ms. Mu feel that you are no different from other people." .”

What he said also seems to make sense...

Can't help but fell into deep thought, Song Bingjue thought for a while, the smile on his face faded, "You go out first."

Having said that, Song Bingjue still came to the bathroom, smiled at the mirror, and said to himself:

"Is it stiff and weird? Why don't I think..."

No matter how entangled he was, he still boarded the flight to England at night, but before going to the manor, he was caught by another thing - an invitation from Cheng's family.

Seeing the members of the Cheng family who were waiting outside just after getting off the plane, Song Bingjue looked at the envelope sealed with wax paint in his hand, which was printed with the unique family emblem of the Cheng family. He opened it and looked at it, frowning slightly , but still quickly relaxed, he nodded to the messenger of the Cheng family:

"Go back and tell your Patriarch, I will be there on time."

These invitation letters were sent by the Cheng family to congratulate Mr. Cheng on his [-]th birthday, and it was specified in the envelope that the Mr. Cheng wanted to have a private talk with him.

Sitting in the car, Song Bingjue's brows and eyes gradually darkened. What kind of thing could make this old man who was once powerful and retired for many years want to see him?
Devon, who was sitting next to him, saw the opportunity and snatched the letter from him. He said in fluent French:
"What is the content? I see you have been staring at it for a long time."

"Oh! It turned out to be the Cheng family in England!"

Seeing the family crest on the wax paint, Devon made a fuss and said:
"This Cheng family is an amazing family, one of the best Chinese families in the entire European continent... How did you get involved with them?"

"The Song family and the Cheng family can be regarded as family friends."

The relationship between the two families is indeed long-standing. Even though the Cheng family immigrated to the UK later, the Song family still kept in touch with the Cheng family. Song Bingjue glanced at Dai Wen who was reading the letter intently, and asked:
"Did anything special happen to the Cheng family recently? Don't tell me you don't know."

"They are a very respectable family in front of the queen. Isn't life just like that?"

Not paying attention to his words, Devon glanced at his serious friend, thought for a while, and said:
"The Cheng family has always been very low-key. The only thing that the whole family has done recently is probably to celebrate the birthday of Mr. Cheng's youngest daughter who died young."

"What a big deal..."

Shaking his head, Song Bingjue didn't take it to heart, he knew more or less about the Cheng family's affairs, "Is there no other useful information?"

"Do you think the Cheng family is an ordinary family?"

Sensing the condemnation in his words, Devon shrugged, "Do you think they will keep their privacy open to the public? Impossible, everything is hidden!"

Speaking of the Cheng family, Devon thought of his youngest son, who was called "The Rose of England", who fascinated even the Sicilian godfather:

"Why don't you ask Cheng Wushuang? He has also returned to England. I think you may get more information if you ask him."

"Cheng Wushuang never cared about the affairs of the family, he was only responsible for eating, drinking and having fun...and causing trouble."

Thinking of Jie Jieshuang who was always getting into trouble, Song Bingjue had a headache, and now Jiang Sheng is still fighting with him!
"Tsk tsk tsk... I've never seen him in real life! Following you this time will finally open my eyes."

Thinking of this, Devon couldn't help rubbing his hands expectantly, and he exclaimed:
"'British Rose' is not in vain. Even the godfather can fascinate me. I'm looking forward to it."

"He doesn't like being called 'The English Rose'."

Although Cheng Wushuang's face is indeed too delicate, but he is not a girly character like a rose. Song Bingjue took a funny look at Dai Wen:
"It's best to put away your flamboyant intestines. If you get angry with him, he will make you unable to step down in public. If you offend the Cheng family... I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to come to Britain to hunt for beauty in the future. "