Song Xiang didn't even have to think about it. Those new girls must have been tricked in this way before. They were too embarrassed to refuse, so they forced themselves to live in a room with their boss, and ended up cheating on their innocence.
"Xiao Song, the suite is very big and has two bedrooms. How about we make do with it?" Wang Yong looked apologetic and spoke very reasonably.
Song Xiang smiled and took out her mobile phone, "No, I just booked a room."
The minute she walked into the lobby, she quickly searched for this hotel online and placed an order without even looking at the room type.
Sure enough, it came in handy.
Wang Yong didn't expect it. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "As expected of a secretary, he should be careful when doing things."
Song Xiang humbled himself, took the initiative to go to the front desk to verify his ID card, looked at the front desk's face and said, "I'm lucky, I was able to book the second to last room."
The receptionist was smiling, but the curve of his mouth was a bit stiff. He quickly went through the process, not even daring to look into Song Xiang's eyes, and quickly returned her ID card.
Song Xiang snorted coldly in her heart, but showed no signs of it on her face. She turned around and said a few words to Wang Yong, and the two of them got on the elevator together.
Her room was on the second floor, so she parted ways with Wang Yong on the second floor and made an appointment to have dinner with a client at six o'clock in the evening.
After closing the door and checking the lock, I felt much better.
It was probably going to be a tough battle at night, so she simply took a shower and went straight to bed. She wasn't afraid of Wang Yong causing trouble in broad daylight.
She huddled under the quilt and checked her cell phone for a while. The hot headlines on the entertainment and economic pages were photos of Yan Han appearing at the Shanghai Airport.
"Bullshit, your status is about to match that of popular artists. Just start a business and make your debut."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, turned off his phone, and huddled into bed.
I slept until after four o'clock, and sure enough, no one came to disturb me.
She got up, put on light makeup, changed into conservative long-sleeved pants, and didn't go out until 5:20.
Wang Yong was worried about being late and had no intention of arguing with her, so he could only urge the driver to hurry up.
"Xiao Song, this big order was brought to you because Brother Wang took care of you. You must not let Brother Wang get in trouble."
Before getting off the bus, Wang Yong came up and tried to hug Song Xiang's waist.
Song Xiang said her thanks and rushed to pay the fare, avoiding Wang Yong's dirty tricks.
After getting out of the car, Wang Yong wanted to stick to her again, but a light came towards her.
"Oh, it's Mr. Li and the others who are here."
Song Xiang followed the light and looked over. It was a low-key Mercedes-Benz. Four people got out of it, three men and one woman. One of them was about forty years old, and the rest were young people.
The eldest one was Mr. Li. Seeing Wang Yong approach him, he was quite warm and took the initiative to shake hands.
"Hello, Mr. Li, this is the first time we meet. I am Song Xiang."
Song Xiang took the initiative to introduce herself, and Mr. Li glanced at her, showing surprise.
"Mr. Wang, your company is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."
Wang Yong laughed heartily and put his arm around Song Xiang's shoulders to draw him to him.
"Xiao Song is a newcomer and needs more support from Mr. Li."
Mr. Li nodded repeatedly, "It's easy to talk about."
Under the guise of saying hello to the other female secretary, Song Xiang took a step back and looked at the female secretary, "Miss Su is from Shanghai, right?"
The female secretary was a little surprised and flipped her hair, "Miss Song has good eyesight, is it obvious?"
"Well, girls from Shanghai, whoever you marry will be blessed." Song Xiang took the initiative to hold the other person's hand and said familiarly: "This is the first time I have come to Shanghai since I became an adult. Everything here is great."
The female secretary smiled sweetly and tenderly, but she did not reject her intimacy. She then said, "Let's not talk about Miss. It sounds weird. My name is Suman."
"Sure." Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little more confident about the meal he was waiting for.
Wang Yong had booked a private room that could seat ten people, but it seemed very empty when they entered.
This bastard is a habitual criminal. When he entered the house, he placed Song Xiang and Su Man in the middle. Mr. Li was on Song Xiang's left and Wang Yong was on Su Man's right. They were unable to advance or retreat.
Song Xiang saw several times that Mr. Li made small moves towards Su Man from time to time, but they were all subtle and Su Man avoided them.
She sighed inwardly, as expected, women are always weak in the workplace, and it is difficult to protect themselves.
"Come on, Xiao Song, here's a toast to Mr. Li. Mr. Li is our lucky star."
Wang Yong greeted and had already filled Song Xiang's wine glass.
Song Xiang looked at the weight of the wine glass and knew it, and her face showed embarrassment, "I don't drink well, I want to make Mr. Li laugh."
"As long as it's what you want." Suman's voice was sweet, and he helped her pick up a chopstick of food, "Our Mr. Li is not the kind of person who makes things difficult for others."
When she said this, Mr. Li felt very impressed and pressed his hands repeatedly, "Just the right amount, we won't force it."
Song Xiang then smiled and stood up, "Then I respect you."
She frowned, her expression was very reluctant, and she coughed after just sipping a little.
Without waiting for anyone to say anything, she took another big sip, choking until her face turned red.
"Eat the food quickly." Mr. Li looked like a good person and used his own chopsticks to pick up a piece of food for Song Xiang through Su Man.
Song Xiang fanned his hands, a little embarrassed, "Mr. Li is laughing."
As she said that, she lowered her head and took a bite of the food on the plate. Her heart was filled with nausea, but her face was calm.