Song Xiang had never been so fond of Yan Zhenzhen at this moment, and he was like a living bodhisattva who saved lives.
"Miss Yan may have something urgent, so Mr. Gong should take over."
Gong Shiheng smiled a little reluctantly and actually pressed the hands-free button and answered the call on the spot.
"Heng?" The girl's voice with a bit of resentment came from the mobile phone. Before Gong Shiheng could speak, he complained: "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"
Gong Shiheng pinched his eyebrows and looked at Yan Han helplessly, "Something happened and I was delayed."
None of this group of people are fools. It sounds like a drama about a woman chasing a man.
Yan Zhenzhen snorted and softened her tone, "I'm at the airport, can you pick me up?"
Go, go, go quickly.
Song Xiang wished that Gong Shiheng would go quickly. Once he left, the game would be unplayable.
"I have something to do now, so I'll ask my secretary to pick you up." Gong Shiheng's tone was gentle, but his attitude was a bit distant.
Beibei whispered, "Young Master Gong is so ruthless..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Zhenzhen noticed it sensitively and asked vigilantly: "Is there a woman around you?"
Gong Shiheng breathed a long sigh of relief, his impatience already showing on his face. He put away his phone, pushed his chair and stood up.
"I'm sorry everyone, I have to run for my livelihood first, and I can't accompany you in this game."
"Business matters, Young Master Gong, please go quickly." Song Xiang understood very well, and even broke free from Shun Han's imprisonment and stood up to see him off.
Lu Zechen laughed out loud and drank half a glass of wine, "Business?"
Gong Shiheng gave him an unfriendly look, reluctantly took his coat and left the box.
As soon as he left, the atmosphere became a little weird, neither up nor down.
Duan Ge stood up, casually pulled off the shirt on the chair, walked to Song Xiang with an unkind expression, and directly pulled the person out of Shun Han's territory.
Song Xiang staggered and almost lost his balance.
"Master Duan, please calm down, no one will compete with you." Beibei chuckled.
Duan Ge snorted coldly and glanced at Yan Han who was wearing a shirt slowly, "Not necessarily, some people just like to eat in the bowl and look at the pot."
He spoke so bluntly that Song Xiang's scalp tightened in fright. She knew Yan Han very well, and she would not let anyone take advantage of her even with her words.
Sure enough, Yan Han opened his shirt, lit a cigarette himself, frowned and took a puff.
In the hazy smoke, he turned his head and looked at Duan Ge with squinted eyes, "How do you know I haven't eaten anything in the pot?"
Lu Zechen yelled, while Beibei stuck out his tongue and looked at Song Xiang in surprise.
Song Xiang's face remained calm, but her hand was tightly clenched. She grabbed Duan Ge's hand and stopped him from moving forward.
"Master Duan, it's getting late. I'm a little hungry. Let's go get something to eat."
Duan Ge saw that her expression was a bit reluctant, so he could only suppress his anger, glared at Yan Han fiercely, and led the person outside, causing the box door to slam loudly.
Song Xiang suddenly went out and felt a chill. At the same time, she could still hear what Beibei said before the door closed.
"Where did Sister Song Xiang work in the past? Was she my colleague?"
Song Xiang wanted to rush in and tell Beibei that she was not, she was just Yan Han's secretary!
However, let alone being dragged away by Duan Ge, even if she was given a chance to turn back, she would not have enough confidence to fight back against Beibei.
Duan Ge walked quickly, dragged her back to the room, and opened the door angrily.
As soon as he entered the door, he turned around suddenly and pressed Song Xiang against the door.
There was dead silence in the room.
Song Xiang's mind was stuck for a moment, and then he frowned.
"Master Duan, what do you mean?"
"What's your relationship with Yan Han?" He didn't turn on the light, his expression was unclear, but his anger came straight towards him.
Song Xiang patiently closed the distance between them and told the truth: "He is my former boss."
Duan Ge was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect this situation. He turned around in his mind and asked again: "What kind of boss?"
He is not stupid, he knows that there are twists and turns in the workplace, and the relationship with his boss may not be clean.
Song Xiang sighed, lowered his face, and softened his tone. "Young Master Duan, I have my past and privacy. Can you not dig into it?"
Duan Ge was silent for a moment, sneered, and let go of Song Xiang.
"You resisted so much when I kissed you. I thought you were some kind of chaste and fierce woman. That's it."
The sarcastic disdain in his tone was too sharp, and he poked Song Xiang in the face, telling her clearly that even if she exited Shuan Han's office, she would never be able to get rid of the word Shuan Han in her life.
"It wasted a little time."
Song Xiang raised his head, turned around and turned on the light on his own initiative.
With a snap, the room suddenly became brighter, and Duan Ge could clearly see the cold but calm expression on Song Xiang's perfect face.
He regrets a little...
"Can you go out first? I will pay for the room myself." As she said that, she took out the membership card from her pocket and stuffed it directly into Duan Ge's pocket, then turned sideways to make way for him, "Please