Lucky Pregnancy and Runaway Wife: Gu Shao spoils his wife, please be gentle

"Really? How did I hear that some people wanted to leave again and again during the meeting, and they were taking advantage of the company's accident." Gu Jinyan said bluntly.

The man who knew he was wrong clenched his hands tightly, showing his dissatisfaction.

But the smart one didn't contradict Gu Jinyan, but said, "Mr. Gu, I don't accept resignation."

"Don't accept it? Hehe, it's really ridiculous. What do you think you are?" Gu Jinyan sneered.

"I haven't handed over the things in my hands, and I haven't left the company's gate. I'm still an employee of the company." The man raised his chin.

"No need, Assistant Xing has already handed over all your affairs to other people yesterday. Do you want the company's security to invite you out, or go out by yourself." Gu Jinyan turned around slowly.

"Gu Jinyan, don't push people too much. Even if I leave here, I swear, one day, I will make you regret what happened today." The man was hoarse again.

Walking towards that person step by step, his eyes were like torches, "Really, I, wait and see."

"Assistant Xing." Then Gu Jinyan called Assistant Xing in, "Take this gentleman out, and tell the security guard in front of the door clearly that he is not from the Gu family, so you are not allowed to step in."

"Yes, Mr. Gu." Assistant Xing dragged that person out the door. The person swayed his body stubbornly, refusing to leave, and stared at Gu Jinyan with fire in his eyes.

The office was finally quiet. Gu Jinyan returned to his seat, and before he had time to catch his breath, he found him after a phone call.

The phone was connected, and there was no rush to speak on the other side of the phone, "Who?"

"Jin Yan, it's me, don't hang up in a hurry." Song Yasheng was afraid that Gu Jinyan would hang up the phone immediately when he heard her voice, so she said anxiously.

Gu Jinyan held the phone, waiting for Song Ya to speak.

"Jin Yan, I have something special in my hand. I don't know if you want it." Song Ya stirred the coffee in her hand.

"What kind of tricks do you want to play again?"

"If I play tricks with anyone, I won't play tricks with you. You know what I think about you." Song Ya chuckled.

"If you have nothing to say, you don't have to say it." Gu Jinyan was about to put down the phone.

"Wait a minute." Song Ya said in a crying voice, "Jin Yan, I love you with all my heart, that Qiao Xin, you know what she did behind her back and what man she was with!"

Hearing Song Ya's words, I felt annoyed, "What happens to her has nothing to do with you, as long as I treat her wholeheartedly, I don't bother you to take care of the things between us."

The phone was hung up immediately, Gu Jinyan didn't want to talk so much with Song Ya, but this Song Ya couldn't see her position clearly.

Song Ya, who was hung up, threw the phone on the wall angrily.

"Just wait, if you dare to treat me like this, I will make you pay a heavy price." Song Ya's nails had just been done for a short time, and they were snapped.

The assistant brought over the coffee, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong, Xiaoya."

"That person hasn't been contacted yet." After the reporter sent the photo, he disappeared. During this time, Song Ya kept asking her to contact him.

"The connection was made, but the man opened his mouth like a lion."

"The lion opened his mouth?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes, and there are other things besides that."

"Can you say something without me asking, it's really hard work." Song Ya said impatiently.

"He said that if he wants to open a magazine by himself, he needs to have investor resources." The assistant looked at Song Ya's face after speaking.

Song Ya's face was gloomy, this guy really put him in a golden mountain, he wanted whatever he wanted.

"Give me the phone." Then the assistant handed the phone to Song Ya.

Called the phone, "Brother Xiao, I want to borrow some people from you."

Brother Xiao was actually very straightforward, didn't ask any questions, and then let the people around him make arrangements.

"Besides that, there are other things." Brother Xiao swallowed, and then said.

"Brother Xiao, thank you very much. I just borrowed a few people and asked for something from a guy who doesn't know how to flatter me. I will remember your kindness in my heart."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ya's face returned to ice-cold.

"Against me, I will make you eat and walk around."

Brother Xiao's people quickly rushed to Song Ya's place, and Song Ya took these people to meet the reporter on the phone.

"You guys go to one side first, and check the situation first. If you haven't been told, you are not allowed to come out." Song Ya told them.

Then several people dispersed, Song Ya sat on the seat, waiting for the reporter to come.

The tea on the waiting table was almost cold, and this guy hasn't shown up yet.

Song Ya, who couldn't bear it anymore, was about to pick up the phone and call that person, when the assistant opened the door and that person came in.

"Miss Song." The reporter sat down on the chair carelessly, "There are a lot of cars on the road, and I, a person without a car, can only take a taxi. Hey, I just came here now."

Hearing his words, Song Ya showed a sarcastic smile.

Seeing the smile on Song Ya's face, the reporter murmured in his heart, logically speaking, she should be more polite and flattering to herself.

Not quite what I imagined.

From entering the room, Song Ya just smiled lightly and said nothing, "Miss Song, I have already told your assistant about my conditions."

"Well, regarding the conditions you mentioned..." Song Ya hesitated to speak, and the reporter couldn't help panicking.

The hand under the table is clutching the clothes and clenched into a fist. It depends on this moment today whether you can turn over with this photo.

"I'm really sorry, let's forget about this condition, I'm not that capable." Song Ya gracefully picked up the coffee and drank it.

The reporter was stunned, "I don't know why Ms. Song is dissatisfied with this condition?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, I just think that photo can be taken even if I arrange someone to take it."

The cup in his hand was placed on the table with a bang, "Why should I bother to negotiate terms with you, it's still the condition of the lion's mouth."

The reporter's face became more and more ugly, and then he changed his words, "Conditions can be negotiated, we all get what we need, right, since we can get what we need, how about we lower the conditions of the negotiation."

"Okay, I have a lot of time today, let's talk slowly." Song Ya called the waiter out, "Mousse cake."

"Okay, wait a minute."

After the waiter left, the reporter said, "Miss Song, how much do you think this photo is worth?"

"I can't say for sure. It's better for you to say it. I want to see if it makes sense."

After the two people negotiated, the reporter finally asked for a price of 50 yuan.

Song Ya took a spoon and inserted it all at once, "50?"

"50 is already very low. If you want to know the profit value of publishing this photo or selling it to others, Qiao Xin is now the candidate for Mrs. Gu's favorite Young Mistress Gu."

Of course Song Ya, who is clear in her heart, knows this, otherwise she wouldn't be sitting here.

"I want to become a fat man with one bite, and I'm not afraid of being stuffed to death."

"It's better to die than starve to death. If Ms. Song doesn't plan to make a deal, I'll find someone else." The reporter got up and was about to leave.

Song Ya winked at the assistant, and then the assistant called those people in.

The reporter looked in horror at the few people who broke in suddenly.

Those people pushed the reporter to the ground, Song Ya got up and walked over, squatting down slowly.

"You say whatever you want but you don't listen, you don't look at who I am, you open your mouth like a lion, and you don't weigh yourself." Song Ya sneered.