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The policeman was silent for a moment, his eyes moved down to his bare legs and the pants in his hand, and he raised his eyebrows: "Are you... having an affair?"

He saw the woman upstairs sticking her head out through the privacy film, which strengthened her guess, and she looked at him with even more contempt.

Not only did he illegally jump out of the train, but he also had no sense of shame. He was really an eye-opener today.

Song Hengjue looked away with a guilty conscience: "You can take care of stealing money, but you can also take care of cheating?"

"It's not something I can control, but I will take care of what you did at the train station today!" The policeman got angry when he saw his shameless look and pulled the two of them directly to the police station.

after an hour.

The policeman who was just angry was holding a water glass, looking slowly at the man in front of him who was reading the letter of apology, and snorted: "Okay, starting tomorrow, this letter of apology will be broadcast at the train station for three days. After paying the fine, You can leave now.”

"But!" He put down the cup and criticized harshly, "If you do something like this again, we will never tolerate it, but it's not as simple as writing a letter of apology. At the least, you will be detained for half a month!"

The dignified boss of Boxiang, even if he jumps off the train to work as a mistress for a woman, he still has to broadcast the apology at the train station for three days and three nights, so that the old fritters in the company will laugh out loud when they find out.

Thinking of Song Hengjue's serious expression in the past when he was pressuring the company, Fang Nan burst into laughter, which seemed particularly awkward in the quiet police station.

"What's so funny about you," the policeman frowned, and stopped scolding Song Hengjue. The gunfire was instantly transferred to him, "As a friend and companion who jumped out of the car, you not only didn't stop him immediately, but you also got rid of the relationship immediately, forgetting to let you The boy also wrote a review!"

Fang Nan shut his mouth.

Song Hengjue on the opposite side raised his eyebrows, raised the self-examination letter in his hand, and smiled proudly.

Fang Nan: "Bullshit."

…………

After Song Hengjue went back to wash up, he didn't take a rest immediately, but went straight to the company.

The boss who just left last night suddenly appeared from the sky the next morning. The receptionist's expression changed and he called the secretariat, but it was too late.

Song Hengjue walked out of the elevator and saw the empty secretariat. For a moment, he thought he had gone to the wrong place. He walked back to the elevator and checked the floor again. With a sneer on his face, he pushed open the office door and dialed a phone number for the manager below.

"Tell those people in the Secretariat who are fishing in troubled waters to get back!"

Thanks to the reminder from the front desk lady, a group of secretaries received the news and rushed to the scene within ten minutes.

When I saw Song Hengjue's dark face, he was so arrogant that he didn't dare to breathe, his head was buried, and he was as honest as a quail.

If he hadn't made a comeback today, he would have thought these people were a bunch of honest quails!

Song Hengjue really laughed angrily, and the pen fell on the table with a dull thud, which seemed to hit everyone's heart, making everyone's heart tremble.

"I've only been away for half a day, and you're already taking off? Are you going to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun? If I come back one day later, the entire branch will be closed!" He slapped the table and stood up.

Fang Nan coughed dryly, clasped his hands behind his back, and said with a serious face: "Mr. Song just deliberately released the message of leaving yesterday to test the consciousness of your subordinates. Unexpectedly... the building was empty when he came back!"

Everyone lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Fang Nan snorted coldly and continued to make a fool of himself: "Originally, Mr. Song saw that you worked so hard today and wanted to give you a salary increase. I didn't expect that you guys can't help but test me. Since you don't cherish this job, then give you a raise." I'll pack up and leave..."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the subordinates turned pale and looked at each other with such regret that their intestines turned green.

Don't talk about them, even Song Hengjue felt a thump in his heart. He subconsciously sat up straight and coughed: "It's not impossible for you to stay if you want to. Now there is an opportunity to redeem your merits. It depends on whether you can seize it."

"Mr. Song, please tell us that we must learn from the experience and change our past mistakes. Even if we risk our lives, we will still complete the tasks you gave us." The only male secretary in the team stepped forward and came up with a set of good words at his fingertips.

The female secretary next to him glanced at him lightly, with a bit of contempt in her eyes.

Facing Song Hengjue, he put on a different face, patting his chest and promising: "Mr. Song, don't worry, whether it's going up a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire, we will definitely do it."

Song Hengjue nodded with satisfaction: "Now, for all female colleagues, the married ones stand aside, the unmarried ones stand aside...well, the ones who are in love also stand aside."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he added: "If you are not feeling well, just go out."

The male secretary next to him burst into laughter, folded his hands on his chest, and gloated at the sidelines.

"Ah?" Everyone was shocked and looked at each other with embarrassment in their eyes.

The leader, Mo Yao, frowned and stood up to express his position: "Mr. Song, I think we should not use marital status as a reference for downsizing people. Great men have said that women can hold up half the sky. You are going to break the hearts of all lesbians and let them go." Let our frontline researchers think what our lesbians in other departments think.”

Mo Yao's words were so righteous that several female secretaries were so excited that they shed tears and nodded repeatedly.

"Mr. Song, although I gave birth to a child last year, my work has not been delayed at all. If you don't believe me, you can ask the general manager and them."

"Yes, although I am in love, my love mood has never been brought to work. You can't fire us just because of this!"

There were more and more voices in his ears, and the veins on Song Hengjue's forehead twitched. He was silent for a moment, and almost doubted himself: "Do I look like an inhumane capitalist?"

"No, no, Mr. Song, how can you be a capitalist? You are the first batch of socialist entrepreneurs in our country to respond to the country's reform and opening up policy!" Mo Yao's mind turned quickly and he realized that the boss didn't mean this, and he felt calm in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject with discernment and expressed his loyalty, "Mr. Song, what exactly do you want us to do for you?"

Song Hengjue remembered her. She brought her daughter to work in the company last month. She was tough and soft-spoken, and she even called her daddy.

"That's right, I have a friend," he sat up straight, his back tensed, emphasizing, "My friend fell in love with a married woman, but..."

"Ah?" Mo Yao's mind was running rapidly, and he was ready to face an unprecedented and arduous task. After receiving this answer, his mind was stuck. After realizing it, he recited his words silently in his heart, and his mind... was still stuck. .

He spoke tentatively: "You mean, you like... Bah, your friend likes a married woman?!"

"Yes, so what should my friend do best now?" Song Hengjue looked straight at her.

Mo Yao's conditioned reflex: "Then of course we should stop this idea quickly. As we all know, being a mistress is..."

Seeing the growing displeasure in Song Hengjue's eyes, Mo Yao was excited: "...It's an arduous task. As the saying goes, the right one is the best. How can you not know the right one until the end? You ...Although your friend likes a married woman, maybe their marriage is not suitable at all. Maybe your friend got the job through hard work, are you right, Mr. Song?"

"Yes, that woman's husband cheated on her," Song Hengjue nodded, strongly agreeing, "Buy a house for the mistress! Bring the mistress home!"

Mo Yao slapped his thigh: "Then your friend should insist on it. Since that man is unkind, then you... your friend is unjust. A white cat is a black cat. If it can catch mice, it is a good cat. If it can catch the person it likes, it is a good cat." Marrying into the family is the most important thing!”

"Continue." Song Hengjue felt relieved and raised his chin towards her.

Mo Yao:......

Taking a deep breath: "Mr. Song, how is your friend's condition? We always have to take the right medicine."

"The boss of the company, worth tens of millions, looks like..." Fang Nan glanced at Song Hengjue secretly, "She's similar to your Mr. Song."

"As for the personality, is it similar?" Mo Yao's face was stiff.

Fang Nan nodded hard.

Mo Yao was immediately silenced. After a long time, he turned to look at the secretaries beside him with a fake smile: "Sisters, what do you think?"

The smiles on the lips of everyone who was cue froze immediately, and they stood up bravely.

"I think your friend's biggest advantage is money. It's a good idea to give him money. No one will object to money. It's the safest thing."

Song Hengjue shook his head: "She has a lot, so she doesn't care about it." She said it with a bit of pride.

"Well... if material things don't suffice, can you give me some romantic thoughts? Send breakfast? Send an umbrella in the rain?"

Song Hengjue was disdainful: "She said this was the lowest-level couple's trick."

Mo Yao broke the pot and said: "Since Assistant Fang said that your friend is very talented, then let's give him sex. No woman can refuse the embrace of a handsome man."

Song Hengjue swallowed: "...it's not impossible."

Yang Qingheng's words that day suddenly flashed into his brain, reverberating with shock.