Ding Fan had a family, so Song Xiang was a little surprised when she saw the flowers she received.
"Sister Ding, this is a gift from your brother-in-law?"
Ding Fan smiled, a little helpless, "How can I have such a fate?"
She handed the flowers to Song Xiang, shrugged and said, "The flowers are for you. They were delivered early in the morning."
"Me?" Song Xiang pointed to herself, surprised, and took the flower in a daze, "Is it wrong?"
"How could it be wrong?" Ding Fan leaned over and pointed at the letter in the flower, "It's signed."
Song Xiang opened the letter and directly scanned the signature - Zhan.
Bo Zhan?
Although there was only one word, Song Xiang was sure of it immediately.
I chose pink for the letter, and there were several childish faces drawn on it, but the brushstrokes were very strong, and I could tell that they were painted seriously, but the quality was really not good.
"The flower is a pansy, it's very special." Ding Fan said casually.
Song Xiang also feels the same way. People who receive such a bouquet of flowers will generally be very happy. After all, if they are not as pointed as roses, they leave a lot of room for each other.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated. I took it out and saw that it was indeed from Bo Zhan.
His avatar is like a rabbit, and he looks like a young man at first glance.
"Sister, are you free this afternoon?"
Song Xiang returned to the office with the flowers in her arms and replied: "I'm neither busy nor free."
"Then come to me." Bo Zhan replied quickly, and then sent a pitiful emoticon, "I need you."
Song Xiang's face twisted together, not knowing what this meant.
Bo Zhan: "My brother asked me to meet a few people, but I don't know them very well. It's a bit annoying."
Song Xiang thought about the Bo family's industry. A large part of it was related to automobile manufacturing. The connections Bo Siyan provided must also be what Yue Ji needed.
Before she could reply, Bo Zhan's messages came one after another.
"Sister, there is Secretary-General Huang, who is in charge of the bidding process."
Song Xiang sat up straight, and her attention was immediately drawn to the fact that this tender was the one she had praised Haikou to Yan Han before she took office. She was originally worried about her connections, but she didn't expect it to come to her door so quickly.
Bo Zhan continued to ask, with a coquettish tone, "Sister, for the sake of flowers, come and save me."
Song Xiang thought for a while, then made a head-touching expression, "Send me the address."
Bo Zhan replied instantly and gave Song Xiang his position.
Song Xiang knew the general direction, but had never been there.
Bo Zhan reminded her of the route again, very carefully before and after, and in a thank-you tone, Song Xiang did not feel uncomfortable during the whole process.
After talking about the business, the two chatted for a long time.
Song Xiang felt deeply that children were indeed cute.
She took out the plan she had stolen from Yan Han and gave instructions step by step, planning to finish everything in the morning.
Yesterday, a video of the Zhang family causing trouble was posted online. In response to the police report, public opinion was completely swayed towards Song Xiang and Yan.
"Ms. Yan is also very honest. He compensated Yue Ji for more than one billion when he came up."
"A strong woman fucks a man and kills the whole family. I am disgusted when I see this surname now. Who are the whole family!"
"The person named Zhang means very innocent..."
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Song Xiang looked through netizen comments and determined that the Zhang family would not be able to climb out this time. She put down her phone and confirmed the progress of the bankruptcy reorganization with Ding Fan.
At 12 o'clock at noon, most of the day's work was almost done. Song Xiang borrowed the company's car and went out, going directly to the location given by Bo Zhan.