This heroine is different

Chapter 45 The President's Little White Flower 8
Shen Qingjiu smiled and shook his head: "What kind of plan is she planning? We'll find out in an hour." But in his heart, he didn't care.

With just a few short conversations through the phone, Shen Qingjiu can be sure that Song Song is definitely not the kind of woman Mu Wen said!She doesn't need anyone's sympathy at all!
As for the conspiracy, he really wants to see it...

Thinking of this, a gleam of expectation flashed across Shen Qingjiu's eyes.

……

"Miss Song, please come up."

After hanging up the call from the front desk, Shen Qingjiu signed his name on the lower right corner of the document, then closed the document, put the pen cap on, and lightly dropped the pen onto the document.

While leaning gently on the back of the chair, he raised his eyes and smiled at Qin Muwen who was sitting motionless on the sofa: "Why don't you leave?"

"You drove me away?" Qin Muwen pointed to his nose, jumped up from the sofa in an instant, and looked at Shen Qingjiu in disbelief.

"Otherwise? Keep you as an obstructive and eye-catching statue?" Shen Qingjiu folded her arms around her chest, and took a leisurely look towards the sofa, her eyes full of disgust.

Qin Muwen got up and approached Shen Qingjiu, smiling flatteringly:
"Hey, Qingjiu, just let me see what this little white flower Miss Song is capable of, okay? I promise, I will never disturb the conversation between you!"

As he spoke, he held up three fingers to make an oath.

"Go to the cubicle."

Qin Muwen's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the words, but just when his arm was about to touch Shen Qingjiu's shoulder, Shen Qingjiu's light glance made his movements stiff.

Thinking of Shen Qingjiu's obsession with cleanliness, Qin Muwen scratched his head in embarrassment.

Then he turned around and hurriedly opened the door of the compartment.After entering, the door was ajar, lying behind the door, and staring at the door closely through the gap.

'dong dong'

Just at this moment, there was an unhurried knock on the door outside the office.

"Please come in."

After Shen Qingjiu finished speaking, accompanied by the slight 'click' sound when the door opened, the 'thump' sound of high heels stepping on the floor clearly entered the ears of Shen Qingjiu and Qin Muwen behind the door.

Immediately, the owner of the high heels came into the eyes of the two of them.

On the visitor's feet was a pair of white open-toed shoes with a thick heel of seven or eight centimeters. The dark blue skirt was tightly fastened to the hem of a beige slim shirt. The light makeup and high black hair made the woman look mature and elegant. And capable.

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Qingjiu's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Miss Song, it's really better to see once than to hear a hundred things."

Shen Qingjiu's gentle voice recalled Song Song's somewhat distant thoughts.

There was a just-right smile on her face: "To each other. Chairman Shen's appearance is very similar to an old friend of mine."

The chairman of the Shen Group, no matter what occasion he attended, would never allow others to take pictures of his face.

There was once a reporter who did not believe in this evil.But the moment he posted the photo on Weibo, the photo was deleted instantly.

His account was also frozen and could not be unblocked no matter what. .

The next day, the reporter who had just made a name for himself was fired by the company without hesitation.It is said that now, he can only work as a small waiter in a small restaurant.

With such lessons learned, who else would dare to touch the dragon's beard?

Therefore, everyone who has met Shen Qingjiu is secretive about his appearance.

That's why Song Song lost his mind for a moment when he saw this face that looked exactly like Chen Yijiu.

"Oh? Really?" Shen Qingjiu raised his eyebrows lightly, wondering if he believed Song Song's words.

"However, your personalities are quite different." Song Song said, then walked to the sofa facing Shen Qingjiu and sat down.

Shen Qingjiu chuckled lightly: "If there is a chance, I would like to get to know the old person Miss Song mentioned."

I don't know if this is out of politeness or sincerity.

Song Song smiled, and nodded lightly: "If there is this opportunity."

But I was thinking in my heart, how could two people who existed in different times, or even different spaces, meet?
Although he didn't understand why Shen Qingjiu looked exactly the same as Chen Yijiu, Song Song had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

"I don't know about the cooperation Miss Song is talking about..." Shen Qingjiu said, got up from the swivel chair, walked slowly to the sofa opposite Song Song and sat down.

Song Song heard the string song and knew the elegance, straightened his back slightly, crossed his legs, put his hands lightly on his knees, and smiled confidently and calmly:

"Such a confidential matter, naturally cannot appear in black and white, but..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tapped his head lightly, the meaning was self-evident.

"Miss Song is really cautious." Shen Qingjiu gently leaned against the back of the sofa, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

"Chairman Shen, thank you." Song Song accepted the words generously.

"It's just..." Shen Qingjiu said, raising his hand to lean on the sofa, his fingers resting his head lightly, "Miss Song is planning to make a verbal deal with Shen? Are you afraid that Shen will tear down the bridge?"

"The fact that the Shen Group has reached the level it is today is a testament to the character of Chairman Shen." Song Song smiled and shook his head, not worried at all.

Shen Qingjiu straightened her sitting posture slightly, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up: "Miss Song believes in Shen so much, if Shen doesn't reciprocate, wouldn't it be self-defeating?"

Song Song smiled lightly.

Immediately, his body leaned forward slightly, and he looked at Shen Qingjiu with serious eyes: "Then I will talk to Chairman Shen about my humble opinion on the acquisition of Siqin Group..."

After listening to Song Song's proposal, Shen Qingjiu suppressed the smile on her face, and looked deeply into her eyes.

'Clap clap clap'

Seeing that Song Song was looking back without avoiding, Shen Qingjiu raised his hands and applauded unhurriedly, without hiding the appreciation in his eyes:

"Miss Song is really too modest. How can this interlocking and impermeable plan be called superficial? It's just that Shen has one thing that he doesn't know. I wonder if Miss Song can explain Shen's doubts?"

"Shen Dong, but it's okay to say." Song Song stretched out his hand to Shen Qingjiu, signaling him to continue.

"As far as I know, Ms. Song has a very close personal relationship with the president of Siqin Group. I wonder if Ms. Song's appearance is for revenge? Or..."

Shen Qingjiu smiled gently, but she didn't feel that these words were inappropriate at all.

Song Song sneered when he heard the words, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Revenge? The other party must be qualified."

"Oh? Then Miss Song..." Interest flashed in Shen Qingjiu's eyes: interesting!
"Mr. Shen also said just now, 'return the peach to the plum'. My purpose is naturally for the 'li' in the hands of Mr. Shen." Song Song didn't beat around the bush, and simply admitted that he had other plans.

Shen Qingjiu heard the words, slowly stretched her slender legs forward, and then overlapped them casually: "So, does Miss Song have any requirements for this plum?"

His fingers pressed on the sofa tapped lightly one after another.I don't know what kind of thoughts are hidden under his gentle surface.

(End of this chapter)