The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

The next day, Song Nanzhou was taken to the company by Achen, while Shen Suihe read at home.

Now that she is well, she cannot sit idle all the time, so she consolidates her knowledge and prepares to apply for a job at the hospital.

The phone on the table rang. It was Achen calling.

Shen Suihe pressed the answer button and put it to his ear, and a sharp buzzing sound came from the other end of the phone.

"Ms. Shen, please come to the company and take a look. The young master is fighting with someone."

Achen said anxiously.

Shen Suihe was stunned, dropped the medical book in his hand and hurried out.

Downstairs of Song Group.

She walked quickly to the front desk, "Hello, I'm looking for Song Nanzhou, please help me scan the access control at the gate."

The receptionist didn't recognize Shen Suihe and ignored her, lowering her head and continuing to play with her phone.

Shen Suihe thought that he spoke too hastily and the other party didn't understand, so he took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Hello, can you swipe my card for me?"

The beautiful lady at the reception looked at Shen Suihe impatiently, with the corners of her mouth pursed.

"No."

Shen Suihe had been to Song Nanzhou's company before, and she was always received by Chen Wen at the front desk.

Chen Wen has a good temper and always speaks softly. On the other hand, this receptionist looks even more unapproachable with her big wavy hair, full makeup, and bright lipstick.

"Are you new here?"

Shen Suihe was just about to talk about his relationship with Song Nanzhou, but he didn't expect the other party to get angry.

"What does it have to do with you, ugly bastard? Get lost and don't make trouble here. I'll call security."

Shen Suihe also got angry.

What's going on with the Song family's personnel? Recruiting such people is just inviting bad luck.

"I am your Mr. Song's fiancée, my name is..."

"Alright, you're Mr. Song's fiancée, but you don't even consider your status. The clothes you wear are all cheap from supermarkets. I'm telling you, I know people by my eyes. I've seen that you're obsessed with Mr. Song. You're late. I've received three or four people in front of me. They're all crazy fans of Mr. Song. Get lost."

Although Shen Suihe was angry, he became curious when he heard that someone often came to see Song Nanzhou.

"Is it not just me? From what you said, Mr. Song has quite a lot of peach blossoms."

The beautiful lady at the reception desk lifted her hair, crossed her arms, and didn't even want to look at Shen Suihe.

"Our President Song is young and promising, handsome, well-proportioned, strong, and well-mannered. What's wrong with him having some romantic luck? It shows that our President Song is charming and there are so many people who like him."

"Oh, that includes you?"

Shen Sui asked back.

The beautiful receptionist was stumped by the question, as if something was stuck in her throat, not knowing whether she should nod or not.

But she didn't want to lose face in front of Shen Suihe, so she nodded affirmatively.

"Boss Song is so nice, what's wrong with me liking him? Even though I'm just the receptionist at the Song Corporation now, maybe I'll be promoted to the secretary's office tomorrow. If Boss Song likes me, I'll be his wife, the future mistress of the Song Corporation."

Shen Suihe clapped his hands and encouraged her generously, "Okay, okay, even salted fish have dreams, let alone you, come on."

Then she moved closer and saw the business card at the front desk, He Na.

He Na quickly covered her name badge and glared at Shen Suihe in frustration.

"What are you looking at? How dare you mock me? If you have the guts, don't leave or I'll call security!"

Shen Suihe waved his hand, "No need to bother, I can go in by myself."

She turned around and walked to the gate, exerted force with both hands, and flipped over.

Seeing this, He Na rushed out from the front desk and chased after him.

"Stop right there! How dare you break into the gate? I'm calling for help!"

Shen Suihe clapped his hands, without even looking at the furious He Na, and stepped into the elevator.

As the elevator door closed, He Na's cursing was blocked out.

Shen Suihe arrived at the 32nd floor and just as he got out of the elevator, he saw Achen running towards him.

"Miss Shen, you are finally here. That guy named Jiang came to see Mr. Song. I didn't want him to be allowed to stay, but Mr. Song kept him and kicked us out."

Shen Suihe's eyes were sharp and he quickened his pace.

As expected of someone from the president's office, the office was filled with the sound of things falling, while the secretaries were still sitting in their seats and working respectfully.

But who recruited that corrupt official at the front desk? She'll investigate once she's done with the matter.

Achen took two quick steps to the office door and knocked.

"Get off."

Shen Suihe pushed the door open and went in. Achen behind him also wanted to go in, but he didn't expect the door to be closed heavily.

If he hadn't stepped back quickly, his nose would have been hit.

Achen subconsciously touched his nose, noticed something strange, and turned around to look around.

The secretaries who were peeking at the work lowered their heads and continued to work.

"Okay, you guys go out first and come back later."

Achen didn't want so many eyes and ears to stay here. What if they heard something they shouldn't hear, which might be detrimental to the Song family.

Brush brush.

The secretaries all nodded and quickly got up and left, leaving only Achen on guard.

When Shen Suihe entered, he was stunned when he saw Jiang Wenye, who was badly beaten, lying on the ground.

I haven't seen Jiang Wenye for a while, and I didn't expect that he has started to gain weight.

Does this mean that people have reached middle age and their blooming period has ended?

But think about it, Jiang Wenye had been working in a search and rescue station in his previous life, and he exercised all year round, so naturally he was in good shape.

In this life, he found a little princess of the prairie and became the president of a company, so socializing was inevitable.

When Song Nanzhou saw the person coming, he immediately went over and held Shen Suihe's arm with a wronged look.

"Sister, this guy hit me as soon as he came in. I just fought back instinctively. It was self-defense. I didn't expect he was so weak."

Shen Suihe patted Song Nanzhou, pulled him to sit on the sofa and was about to comfort him.

Jiang Wenye, who was lying on the ground, staggered to his feet.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a hostile look on his face.

"Sui Sui, he's just pretending. He beat me to death just now. It's obvious that he wants to kill me!"

Song Nanzhou rolled his eyes secretly and shrank behind Shen Suihe again.

"Sister, he was so fierce just now. I thought he was seeking revenge, so I hit him a little harder. But when we were fighting, he suddenly stopped fighting. Now that I think about it, he probably heard you coming, so he pretended to be weak on purpose to win your sympathy. That must be the case."

Jiang Wenye didn't expect Song Nanzhou to be so good at turning the tables, and he spat inwardly.

"Sui Sui, don't believe him. He's just pretending to have lost his memory. He just said he would seek justice for you. How can someone with lost his memory still remember the previous grudges?"

Song Nanzhou's heart skipped a beat. He had enjoyed the fight so much that he became a little too proud of himself.

"Sister, I don't know what he is talking about. You have to believe me."

Shen Suihe looked at Song Nanzhou begging him in a low voice, his face full of pitiful grievance.

She put her hand on Song Nanzhou's face and gave him a reassuring look.

"I believe you. Let's not rush. Be good."

Song Nanzhou hummed obediently and buried his head in the crook of Shen Suihe's neck.

Jiang Wenye glared at Song Nanzhou with gritted teeth and said unhappily, "Sui Sui, he is clearly pretending, can't you see it?"

Shen Suihe shook his head as a matter of course.

"Nanzhou is not that kind of person. I know him."

"He's just pretending in front of you, but he's not like that in front of me!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Nanzhou has been innocent and kind since childhood. Don't be petty and fussy about everything."

Jiang Wenye wanted to explain himself, but his head suddenly exploded.

He also said something like this when he was defending Jiang Sisi in his previous life.

He met Shen Suihe's eyes with difficulty and wanted to explain, but he couldn't utter a word.