The Hidden Married Wife of a Paranoid Boss

It seems that some things really need a good solution.

Back in the office, the secretary showed some materials to Song Zhaoyang.But Song Chaoyang, who was leaning on the chair, couldn't read a word, and finally asked after tossing and turning several times.

"What do you think should be done about this?"

The unsuspecting secretary was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "It depends on whether you want to solve this matter. If you want to solve this matter, you can actually help me out."

There is a saying that one must tie the bell to untie it. This matter started with him, and naturally it will end with him.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly thought of Zhong Xinxin, the woman standing in front of him in the dim tavern, exchanging contact information with him arrogantly.

Flipping through the phone, seeing Zhong Xinxin's name in the friend list, his brows could not help but relax.

"Okay, you go to work first."

He dismissed the secretary and quickly called Zhong Xinxin.

After answering the phone, Zhong Xinxin didn't look surprised at all, and said, "I figured it out so quickly? I thought you'd have to think about it for a few days."

Song Zhaoyang was not surprised at her taking it for granted, and said with a smile in his tone, "You knew I would ask you for help, because you knew that those reporters were not cheap?"

"Hey, I told you a long time ago, but you didn't listen." Zhong Xinxin said triumphantly.

Gossip less, Song Zhaoyang said bluntly: "I can tell you now, I agreed to your statement, how about it?"

"Promise what?" Zhong Xinxin asked, as if she never knew what he was talking about.

Song Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhong Xinxin's name.

"you forgot?"

he asked tentatively.

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Zhong Xinxin said, "This incident happened because of me, how could I have forgotten it."

"Then why are you still playing tricks?" Song Chaoyang was a little annoyed.

Zhong Xinxin sneered, and deliberately said: "Mr. Song really has a lot of face, so you can do whatever you say? Last time I made a condition with you in front of you, this time it is natural You have to agree in front of your face."

To help, of course, you must have a helpful attitude, and you can't just do what you say.

If it wasn't for Song Zhaoyang's face, Zhong Xinxin would not have spit it out so easily.

"Okay, what do you want to do?" Song Chaoyang said with a long sigh of relief: "What do you say to make you agree?"

"Let's meet." Zhong Xinxin smiled: "Or, you treat me to a meal? I'll promise you when I'm in a better mood."

He smiled slightly, and there was a bit of disdain in the smile.

This woman has always had her own ideas.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Chaoyang replied, "Okay, how about we go to that western restaurant in Jiangjing?"

Zhong Xinxin nodded, very interesting: "OK, I like that one too."

The western restaurant in Jiangjing is famous for its beautiful scenery.

Even sitting in the lowest position can enjoy 90.00% of the scenery of the whole city.

The main feature of an elegant western restaurant is the scenery.

Those landscapes seem to have always been created for rich people.

When Zhong Xinxin stood in front of the bright French windows, she felt the luxury brought to her by the best location of this western restaurant.

I couldn't help but feel emotional.

"What are you looking at? Don't you want to sit down?" Song Chaoyang straightened his clothes and sat down.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Xinxin said: "This city is really scary. The rich people try their best to enjoy it, and the poor people try their best to survive."

Smiling slightly, Song Chaoyang had seen a lot of women like this.

The kind of woman who spends expensive money to tell her feelings is the most hypocritical.

Coincidentally, it turned out that Zhong Xinxin was also such a woman.

"Okay, we're here for dinner today. Even if we eat a plate of soy sauce fried rice here, it must be worth thousands of dollars."

Curling her lips, Zhong Xinxin sat down in front of Song Chaoyang.

"Aren't they all fried with two yuan five soy sauce? And there may be overnight soy sauce. I can't figure out what is so expensive."

After the two said this, Song Chaoyang sent the recipe to Zhong Xinxin.

"Let's order."

There is still an hour at twelve o'clock. To be honest, Zhong Xinxin doesn't have anything to eat, so she said to Song Chaoyang, "Just follow the recommendation. Anyway, I don't have much appetite in the early morning."

Nodding his head, Song Chaoyang simply ordered some recommended dishes, and the two of them leaned back on the chairs and looked at the scenery.

In broad daylight, although the sun is not shining brightly, the night view at this excellent location is absolutely unique.

It's a pity that neither of them has the habit of going out at night.

Especially Zhong Xinxin, because after the filming of the film, she has been waiting at home for the filming announcement.

On the second day of rest, there is no new job to keep her running.

Song Chaoyang, who never likes to beat around the bush, took advantage of the gap before the food was served and asked, "About what you said on the phone before, why do you have to say it face to face?"

Glancing at him, Zhong Xinxin raised her chin and asked, "Actually, I have always been very curious about a question, but I didn't dare to ask it. I'm worried that it's your taboo."

"You can say it anyway."

When it comes to privacy, Song Zhaoyang is still very open-minded.

After all, in the mall for so many years, the stories about him have been rotten on the street.

Before going out, Zhong Xinxin put on a little makeup, earth-colored eye shadow and just the right eyeliner, revealing her natural beauty vaguely.

The light pure color on her mouth made her with fluttering long hair a little more pure.

When she looked at Song Chaoyang, her eyes were bright and radiant.

"Why do you care so much about Qiu Moxi?"

Song Zhaoyang never expected that the first question Zhong Xinxin asked would be this.

His pupils suddenly narrowed, and his vigilance immediately rose.

After thinking about it, it seems that if someone asks Qiu Moxi, there is nothing worth guarding against.

Shopping malls are like battlefields, and they are like enemies on the battlefield.

In fact, he is really an enemy. After all, he once robbed the Shen Group's business.

And those businesses almost cut off Qiu Moxi's career path.

It's okay to say that it's okay to fight, or to say that you care?
He continued to sneer.

Even if they really care, it must be the kind of business partners who care.

After a moment of silence, Song Chaoyang said, "If I told you that it was just the appreciation of competitors in the mall, would you believe it?"

Shaking her head, Zhong Xinxin didn't think about it.

"Of course I won't believe it, because your eyes tell me that you are deceiving me."

The two looked at each other and quickly laughed.