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

Miao Yiren just came out of the personnel department, and the manager of the personnel department followed her with a smile, "Miss Miao, if you need anything, come to me anytime, I will do my best."

Miaoyiren said softly, "Thank you, Manager Chen, for causing you trouble."

"Where?" Manager Chen wanted to say a few more polite words, when he suddenly saw Song Weiwei standing behind Miao Yiren.

This person who was recently a celebrity in front of President Li, she dared not be negligent, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, "Secretary Song, what kind of wind is blowing today that brought you here."

Song Weiwei raised the document in her hand, "Boss Li asked me to come down and file the meeting minutes, please open the door for me."

Manager Chen looked at Miao Yiren who was standing beside him, with a troubled expression on his face, "Secretary Song, you see I still have guests here, why don't I give you the access card, and you can bring it back to me later."

Of course Song Weiwei wanted it, but she didn't show it at all, "That's fine."

Manager Chen went to the office to get the access control card of the file room, only Miao Yiren and Song Weiwei were left in the corridor.

Miao Yiren stared at Song Weiwei with a scrutiny that was hard to ignore.

She went back last night, released the surveillance video and watched it carefully frame by frame. The video was wiped clean, and she found nothing.

However, precisely because the video was wiped clean, it was even more suspicious.

Especially when she also heard that Song Weiyi didn't come to work yesterday, she felt that this was very strange.

The night before yesterday, Song Weiyi wanted to stop Li Baihan from drinking, but Li Baihan didn't let her drink a sip.She didn't drink too much, and she didn't stay up all night to take care of Li Baihan who drank too much. Why was she absent from work yesterday for no reason?
Is it...

"I heard that Secretary Song is sick, how is your health now?"

Seeing her pretending to care about her, Song Weiwei wondered if she wasn't tired, "It's okay, thank you Miss Miao for your concern."

"Why are you being polite to me? You are brother Han's secretary, and we are our own family. I also want to thank you for opening a room for him the night before so that we could have a good night." Miao Yiren said shyly.

Song Weiwei smiled and said, "Then Miss Miao must give me a big red envelope."

Miao Yiren: "..."

How did she feel that she was laughing at her?
"Of course. Why don't I treat you to dinner at noon? I think you and I are very hit-and-miss. If you don't mind, we can exchange WeChat messages so that we can contact you in the future."

The smile on Song Weiwei's face faded, "I don't need to eat, I don't have a personal WeChat account, can I use a work WeChat account?"

Miao Yiren's smile froze for a moment, "It seems that Secretary Song doesn't regard me as a friend."

"Miss Miao is serious. I really don't have a private WeChat ID. Ms. Miao may not believe me when I say it. I came to work for Bailaimei Group before I started using WeChat. We used to use QQ in Jiangcheng."

Miao Yiren: "..."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but fortunately, Manager Chen, the embarrassing firefighter, arrived at the scene quickly.

"Secretary Song, this is the access control card for the archive room. Remember to lock the door when you come out. There are important archive records inside. If you lose it, you will be in trouble."

"I see."

Song Weiwei took the access card, turned and left.

Miao Yiren stared at her back and asked Manager Chen, "Who recruited her back then?"

"The president's secretary was naturally recruited by President Li himself, but..." Manager Chen pondered for a while, "Secretary Song's file was sent by the headhunting company."

Miao Yiren's heart moved, "Which headhunting company?"