Wen Xin's appearance made Song Xiang a little angry. She vaguely felt that this girl was not a simple character. She finally sent someone away. As soon as she returned to the office, she was surrounded by a circle of people, asking her what happened in the morning insincerely.
Song Xiang was tired all morning and had no intention of dealing with these people. He ended the topic in a few words and returned to his seat to think about the next step.
She plans to use the membership of the golf course to pave the way for her future.
Just as I was thinking about something, my phone suddenly vibrated with an anonymous text message.
Song Xiang thought it was spam. When he clicked on the card and looked at it, he felt something was wrong.
It was a picture of the front entrance of the apartment where she now lives.
Attachment: Baby, I'm waiting for you to invite me to your home.
This familiar tone made Song Xiang stiffen. She immediately thought of Lewis. The feeling of being stared at by a giant python made her hair crawl. A chill flowed from her head to the soles of her feet. She didn't move for a long time.
After a long time, Song Xiang regained consciousness and realized that his legs were getting weak.
She breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed her mood, and her mind was working rapidly.
Lewis shouldn't be able to take action for a while, otherwise he could just go to the door and arrest the person without having to send a photo to warn him.
"What are you thinking about? Not eating?"
Yang Liu suddenly walked by from behind and gently patted Song Xiang on the shoulder.
Song Xiang regained his composure and said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about what to eat."
"I thought you were thinking about how to spend the commission." Yang Liu seemed to be joking, pulling out a chair and sitting down next to Song Xiang, "You caught a big fish today."
Song Xiang looked around and lowered his voice, "What should I say?"
Yang Liu handed her the phone and gave her a look, "See for yourself."
Song Xiang glanced at his phone and saw a detailed Baidu encyclopedia. The person in the picture was the uncle who came to buy a car that day.
Yang Liu sounded sighing, unable to hide his envy, "Duan Xiangtian, who made his fortune raising pigs, is the most powerful upstart in recent years. The price of pork increased the year before last, and their company was listed on the market. Now it is worth at least 10 to 20 billion."
Song Xiang didn't expect Duan Ge's family to be so rich. She originally thought they were just a second generation rich man.
"Stay close to him and you won't have to worry about anything in the future."
Yang Liu took back the phone, twisted her waist and walked away.
Song Xiang wiped his face, put his thoughts away, and went to the lounge to wash his face.
Her biggest concern now is how to kill Louis, and everything else is an afterthought.
She raised her head and faced the woman whose face was covered with water in the mirror. She was startled by the look in her own eyes.
She took a deep breath and told herself to calm down. There was no obstacle in the world that Song Xiang could not overcome. She had been here for so many years and she was not afraid of anything.
After doing some psychological construction for myself, my mood finally improved a lot.
Not long after returning to the office, two new faces came to the office. They called her by name and asked if Song Xiang was there. They wanted to buy two cars.
Although they are ordinary cars costing more than 200,000 yuan, their performance is amazing, and the eyes of people around them are almost bleeding.
Song Xiang was still confused after selling the car. It wasn't until Duan Ge sent her a text message that she suddenly realized that the person who came to buy the car was an employee of Duan Xiangtian's company and came specifically for Duan Ge's face.
She felt uneasy and talked to Gu Lian on the phone after get off work.
"What are you afraid of? Just take it if it's given to you. You can take the house given by Yan Han, but why can't you take the performance given by other men?" Gu Lian said confidently.
Song Xiang was speechless and swallowed the words that came to his lips.
She and Yan Han are exchanged at equal value, but she can't do it with others. Selling herself once is enough, but selling all the time is too cheap.
I went home with my mind full of worries, and when I got to the door, I had to look around for fear that someone might come out.
I still felt uneasy when I walked in, and even when I took a shower, I was worried.
It was dark, and he was sitting on the sofa, surrounded by dead silence. The fear that had been hidden during the day crawled out again, and quickly grew and spread, leaving Song Xiang without the courage to even close his eyes.
She hugged herself and sat on the sofa for half the night, until sleepiness came over her, and she lay down on the sofa.
I slept coldly for half the night, and when I woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror, I saw that the dark circles under my eyes were so heavy that I could only put on slightly thicker makeup.
Fortunately, rich people don't have the habit of getting up early, so Duan Ge didn't call her until ten o'clock in the morning.
Song Xiang answered the phone in the office, and was surrounded by a circle of false flattery. She smiled casually, picked up her bag and walked out the door.
Unlike yesterday, she wore a denim jumpsuit today, which was simple but youthful. The breeze blew, and her black hair was gently raised, refreshing and clean.
Duan Ge leaned against the car, squinting at the people approaching, his heart pounding.
Yesterday, I was so excited that I made a date with someone. Now it seems that it is indeed true. Song Xiang will definitely kill the female companions of his friends in an instant.
With this thought in mind, before Song Xiang could get closer, he stretched out his arms towards the person.