Chapter 12 You can still hear his pornography even in the frontier
——Yan Group acquires Tianyue Media, Mr. Yan has a good career and a beautiful woman.
Song Xiang took advantage of the situation and clicked on the picture. On the picture, Yan Han was holding champagne, with Xu Weiwei from Tianyue Media leaning next to him, holding a pair of beauties.
She sneered, exhaled, cleared away the depression in her chest, opened the phone book and prepared to fight.
It was just after nine o'clock in the morning, and it was time for the secretary's office to go to work.
Song Xiang called Li Shan, and someone answered as soon as she dialed.
"Shanshan?"
"It's me." Li Shan hesitated, "Sister Xiang."
Song Xiang picked up the tea cup and went to the tea room, lowering his voice, "I just resigned. I was afraid that you might not know anything, so I called you to ask."
Li Shan sighed, her emotions immediately rising, "Sister Xiang, you are so understanding. You don't even know that the office would be in chaos if you weren't here."
Song Xiang smiled, looked down at his fingers, and said in a considerate tone: "Well, come to me when you are free at noon, and let's have a meal together."
Yan Group's headquarters is in the city center, and Song Xiang, a small company, is outside the Fourth Ring Road, too far away.
Li Shan hesitated a little, "Noon? It's too far, I'm afraid I won't have enough time."
Song Xiang clicked his tongue and said, "It's not a coincidence. The main reason is that I have some notes about Mr. Yan's living habits. There are also many things to note. I don't want to tell you face to face because I'm afraid I won't make it clear."
Song Xiang was betting that after she left, everyone in the office would be vying for the position of chief secretary, and Li Shan would definitely be no exception. Anyone who could get the lightning protection guide that her predecessor paid for with his life would be excited.
"Okay, then I'll go find you."
Sure enough, Li Shan only hesitated for a moment and immediately agreed.
Song Xiang showed a confident smile and hung up the phone.
There was no one in the tea room and it was quiet. She looked outside through the glass and felt a bit sarcastic. She said she wanted to get rid of the severe cold, but now she was trying her best to fake it.
She was distracted when the door to the tea room opened.
Turning around, I saw Yang Liu opening the door with an indifferent expression.
Her name is gentle, but she looks like she doesn't want to let strangers in.
Song Xiang nodded briefly, and the other party just glanced at her.
Just as she was about to go out, Yang Liu suddenly spoke.
"Don't think about your single performance. Jiang Tingting is just a girl. Wang Yong has already made her sleep."
Song Xiang was a little surprised. He didn't expect this girl to speak so wildly and not shy at all.
"I understand, thank you for reminding me."
Yang Liu snorted and leaned against the water dispenser, "I'm not helping you, I just think you're weird. You've been my secretary for five years, but you don't look like a secretary at all."
Song Xiang withdrew his hand to open the door and turned to look at Yang Liu, "What should a secretary be like?"
Yang Liu raised her eyebrows and looked out the window, "If Jiang Tingting is like that, she will win immediately."
Song Xiang choked and was suddenly hit in a painful spot.
There is really no difference between her and Jiang Tingting. The only difference is that Yan Han is much higher class than Wang Yong, and Yan Han is very generous, so she has not developed those coquettish and idiotic skills in these years, because she doesn't have to.
She hinted that Yan Han had already given her everything she deserved.
The atmosphere was tense when suddenly there was some movement outside. Song Xiang and Yang Liu both looked outside at the same time.
"You little bitch! How dare you even touch my man? Do you want to die?!"
"ah--!"
As soon as Song Xiang and Yang Liu went out, they saw a brightly dressed woman hitting Jiang Tingting with an Hermès bag.
The people in the circle next to her walked around the place to give advice. Everyone could see that this woman had an extraordinary background and had no reason to offend the boss because of Jiang Tingting.
Song Xiang recognized the other person at just one glance. Fan Yao, the daughter of Fan's real estate, was Yan Zhenzhen's friend.
She instinctively wanted to go up to persuade him to make peace, but she took her steps back as soon as she took a step forward.
Fan Yao knew her, and he had always looked down on their secretaries, and would have humiliated her as well.
What's more, Jiang Tingting deserves it. If the man who hooked up with the eldest lady doesn't die, who will die if she doesn't?
Song Xiang avoided everyone and returned to his position.
There was a lot of noise outside, but Wang Yong went out and pretended to be a grandson, so Fan Yao calmed down a little.
Song Xiang listened to the conversation and found out that Jiang Tingting asked Fan Yao's husband to buy two more cars, but Fan Yao slapped her several times.
"If you want to join a rich family, you have to see what kind of person you are!"
"He just divorced me and married you. Do you think you can survive?"
"It's too whimsical to miss him."
Fan Yao scolded him outside for a long time.
Song Xiang had a headache when she heard it inside. This was boring to others, but she, a former thief, felt uncomfortable all over.
She shook her head vigorously, trying to drive away the negative emotions, and began to think of ways to sell the car.
Time passed very quickly. As soon as this small episode in the morning passed, it was lunch time.
Song Xiang went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup and received a call from Li Shan when she came out.
Li Shan drives a Mercedes-Benz and is dressed in a Xiangjia suit. When she goes to the car sales department, she is different from everyone else.