Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei was uneasy thinking that the cleaning basin was still in the president's office, and she was always thinking about it, and finally waited until Li Baihan came out of the office with a mug.

She quickly pretended to be nonchalant and sorted out the documents. When he walked out of the office area and walked to the tea room, she quickly got up and strode into the president's office.

The emerald green cleaning basin was placed in the most conspicuous position. Song Weiwei ran over in three steps at a time, picked up the eye-catching basin and walked out.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped.

Wait, why do you feel something is wrong?
She looked down at the empty cleaning basin, where is the water?She obviously brought half a basin of water in, why is the water gone?
At this moment, she didn't have time to find out where the water went, she couldn't be drunk by Li Baihan, she hurried out with the basin, and as soon as she reached the door, she bumped into Li Baihan who had gone and returned.

She hurriedly hid the cleaning basin behind her, and stumbled: "Mr. Li, the meeting will start in 10 minutes, and we are going to go downstairs."

The man rolled his eyelids coldly, and swaggered past her.

Song Weiwei stood where she was, the aroma of coffee was approaching and far away, leaving behind a cold scent of cedar, she pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that she really offended him yesterday.

She looked sideways at him.

The man was sitting in the chair, his eyelids were half down, and white mist floated out of the cup.He held the bone china mug in his palm, with slender and distinct finger bones.

The light and shadow shone on him, and he was like a domineering president who came out of a cartoon.

Song Weiwei thought in a daze, just because of his looks, women would flock to him, not to mention he still has money, such a man has no shortage of women.

But in the past six years, why didn't he have a woman by his side?

Shen Qingyuan said that he had never treated other female secretaries like she did. Why was it her, because she looked like Song Weiwei?

Song Weiwei was amused by her own thought.

Why does she have such a big face?
Li Baihan had abandoned her back then, even fearing that she would entangle him alive and join hands with Miao Yiren to kill her, how dare she think that Li Baihan's liking for her was due to empathy.

It's ridiculous!
She laughed at herself and turned to go out.

Throughout the day, the president's office area was shrouded in low air pressure, and Li Baihan pumped out air-conditioning frantically, as if he wanted to release all the cold air in his name.

The secretary's room was filled with mourning.

Shen Qingyuan took the opportunity of lunch to secretly inquire with Song Weiwei, "What's wrong with President Li today? He already scolded the three executives in the morning."

Song Weiwei ate calmly, "I don't know, isn't he always like this?"

"Who said, Mr. Li is usually cold, but he is not so cold all over his body, and I observed carefully. During the meeting in the morning, there was no communication between your eyes."

Song Weiwei raised her eyelids to look at her, "Did we flirt with each other during the meeting?"

"That's what it means," Shen Qingyuan always felt that she was making jokes, ignoring the core of her problem, "Your usual way of getting along is not like this."

At least under her surreptitious observation, General Manager Li glanced at Secretary Song from time to time. That look was not affectionate, but it definitely contained deep meaning.

Song Weiwei put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, "Secret Shen, if you're so curious, I suggest you ask President Li directly."

"No," Shen Qingyuan was taken aback, "You are the person involved, why should I look far away."

"Because I don't know either." Song Weiwei said coldly.

Shen Qingyuan wailed, "I don't care, I don't care, Mr. Li is obviously dissatisfied with his desires, Secretary Song, didn't you say that you all get what you need, or you go to coax him?"

Song Weiwei ugly refused, "No!"

Shen Qingyuan: "Go and coax us. With this kind of working atmosphere, we are always on tenterhooks. You know that Mr. Li's scolding really hits the heart, and I wish I could stop being human in my next life."

Song Weiwei thought about Li Baihan's mocking appearance, and couldn't help laughing, "How can it be so scary?"

"It's scary, okay?" Shen Qingyuan looked terrified, "Let me tell you, men are easy to coax, if you talk to him well, or give him something small, he will be happy immediately. "

Song Weiwei: "Why should I coax him?"

"Don't you still want to take some things from him? If you don't coax him, just go on in this stalemate. I guess you won't be able to get it, Song Mi. If you are a man, you have to be flexible. I will accompany you to buy it later, and you send it in. I take care that you will reconcile as before."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Which of her eyes saw their "first" side?

However, Shen Qingyuan was a man of action, so after eating, he took her to the opposite commercial street and walked out of the company. The red roses and yellow hairs in front of the gate were gone, and Song Weiwei suddenly felt that her breathing was much easier.

Shen Qingyuan observed the words and expressions, and hurriedly gossiped: "It is said that Huang Mao was doused in water this morning and was chased away by the security guards, but with his shameless virtue, he will come to pester you tomorrow."

Song Weiwei stopped suddenly, and subconsciously raised her head. The buildings of the Bailaimei Group company stood in the middle of the row upon row of buildings, and the silver-white exterior walls made people daunting.

She couldn't see which French window in Li Baihan's office was, but she seemed to know where the half basin of water went.

When Shen Qingyuan looked up, she saw the smile on her mouth, and she said in amazement, "Secret Song, you are smiling. Hey, I'll go. I must buy a lottery ticket today. I actually saw Secretary Song smiling."

"Come on, you'll be exaggerating too much if you act again." Song Weiwei said.

The two went to the commercial street for a stroll. There was a grocery street outside the commercial street. The reason why it was called the grocery street was that it sold everything.

There are food for sale, games for play, and hand-made workshops where you can make pottery figurines by yourself, and there are a variety of them.

The two started to stroll on the street. Shen Qingyuan was interested in everything, and pulled Song Weiwei to stop in front of every stall. Song Weiwei really envied her.

Some people always maintain a young mind, even if they are very mature on the outside, there is still a little princess living in their hearts.And some people look young on the outside, but they are already weather-beaten inside.

"Wow, I'm dazzled by seeing it. Secretary Song, why don't you make a small handicraft, which is more meaningful." Shen Qingyuan held a handmade bag and tried desperately to encourage it.

Song Weiwei looked at her casually, there was still a piece of jade in her home that hadn't been carved, and she really didn't want to hand-craft it.

The boss on the side said: "These handmade ones are very simple, like this nightmare doll, it can be done in 10 minutes at most, and it doesn't take time."

Song Weiwei took the material package from the boss. She looked at the color scheme and the finished product picture, and it was indeed quite simple.

Seeing that she was interested, the boss quickly greeted them into the store, "Come in, we have needles and threads here, and they will be ready soon. Nightmare dolls can swallow nightmares, and giving them to friends can help them sleep peacefully."

The two were enthusiastically pulled into the store by the boss. Shen Qingyuan sat next to Song Weiwei, took a handmade bead string and strung it there happily.

Song Weiwei hesitated for a while, but still opened the packaging bag, took out the materials from inside and started making.

Song Weiwei is very talented in carving jade, but needlework is quite difficult for her. She pays special attention to each stitch, but the needles and threads don't seem to obey her orders. If she wants to go east, they go west.

Half an hour later, Song Weiwei made the nightmare doll profusely, and Shen Qingyuan picked up the finished product and looked at it several times, "Secret Song, why are you so good?"

Song Weiwei: "?"

"Look at the pictures of other people's finished products, and then look at yours. Did your nightmare doll encounter difficulties halfway? It's so ugly."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She picked up the nightmare doll and looked at it. It was indeed a bit ugly, but she refused to admit it, "Don't you know that the current society is ugly to the extreme and cute?"

Shen Qingyuan: "..."

I believe in your evil!

When the two returned to the company, their lunch break had just ended. Li Baihan had a lunch meeting and brought Jiang Huai there.Song Weiwei and they walked into the office.

Li Baihan still unscrupulously released his air-conditioning, but obviously, his brows were very tired.

Jiang Huai didn't go in with him, but hooked up a chair and sat beside Song Weiwei's desk, as if he wanted to chat with her.

Song Weiwei looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Is there something wrong with Special Assistant Jiang?"

"Something happened," Jiang Huai pouted in the president's office, "Secretary Song, did you quarrel with President Li?"

Song Weiwei looked at him and said nothing.

Jiang Huai propped his chin with one hand, "Do you know what Boss Li did last night? He dragged me and Zhou Zheng to stay up late to work out with him. Frozen by him."

"so what?"

"Go in and persuade President Li to rest for a while, I'm afraid he will die if he is so energetic." Jiang Huai naturally also saw that there was something wrong between them.

Song Weiwei looked down at the document with an indifferent expression, "You have been with him for so many years and you can't persuade him. I, a secretary who has only been in office for less than two months, can be more effective than your words?"

"Of course it works." Jiang Huai said, "I can guarantee that as long as you go in and coax President Li, he will definitely obey and go to rest."

Song Weiwei snorted coldly, "Who gave you the confidence?"

"You," Jiang Huai complimented, "Actually, President Li hasn't had a good night's sleep for several days. Look at his dark circles and bloodshot eyes. As a secretary, don't you worry about the boss? ?”

Song Weiwei said: "I'm going to worry about him getting over the top."

Jiang Huai raised his index finger and shook it, "NONONO, you have to care about him, he must be very happy."

Song Weiwei looked up at the president's office. The man was sitting behind a large desk, too far away. She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she saw him rubbing his temples.

Looking at each other for a short time in the morning, she saw the red blood in his eyes, but she just ignored it on purpose.

She thought about the nightmare doll she made just now, maybe she took the initiative to show her favor, which would be a good opportunity to break the ice.She was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, I'll try."

Jiang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and made a fist at her, "Secretary Song, come on!"

Song Weiwei: "..."

Jiang Huai got up and returned to his seat, Song Weiwei sat for a while, then picked up the nightmare doll she just made and went to the president's office.

Li Baihan leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He didn't know if he fell asleep, but he didn't open his eyes when she went in.

She stood at the door for a while before walking over. In the cold autumn weather, even if the heating was turned on in the office, she felt a little chilly.

She picked up the thin fleece blanket under the coffee table, walked slowly to his side, and covered him very gently.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, her wrist was suddenly grasped by a big cold hand. The next second, she lost her balance and fell onto the man's lap.