151 Hospital Inpatient Department

  Song Yi and Xu Yuanyi came out of General Han's sickroom, followed by General Han's grandson, Han Dang.

  Song Yi said: "Little Han, no need to see her off, your second aunt just returned from a business trip abroad today. She's still adjusting to the time difference, wait for two more days and I'll have her come over."

  The second aunt of Han Jia's son in his mouth is Song Jierou.

  However, the time difference is false, Song Jieyou doesn't want to come over is true. If it weren't for the reputation of the two families, Han and Song, they would have been able to dissolve their marriage more than two years ago. Now, due to interests, they are nominally together but actually separated.

  "Grandfather has instructed me to see you off downstairs and onto the car." Han Duan was very polite, showing due respect to his elders, although he had hardly met this second aunt a few times.

  Xu Yuanyi smiled: "Oh my, look at this kid, if Hanhan grows up to be like you, I'll be at ease."

  Song Qihuan heard his mother mention his name and shrank into Xu Yuanyi's arms.

  Song Yi burst out laughing: "Still afraid of giving birth? They're almost five years old, how can they grow up to be like their brother?"

  Just as they were waiting for the elevator, the elevator door suddenly opened with a creak and a figure rushed out from inside, bumping into Xu Yuanyi who was standing in the middle.

  Xu Yuanyi let out a loud cry, and the baby in her arms, Song Qihuan, was almost dropped, but fortunately, Song Hui, who was standing beside her, quickly supported her and stabilized the baby in her arms.

  Han Duan, however, took a step forward and grabbed hold of the figure that rushed out, but due to the great momentum, he was instead pulled back two steps. Along with the person's shadow, they both fell to the ground, the man being quite tall and large. He didn't fall lightly either.

  "Sorry, sorry." Song Yuqiao hastily said, "I didn't see..."

  Suddenly, a very loud "sister" interrupted Song Yuqiao's words, of course, also interrupting her tense thoughts.

  Song Qihuan has struggled out of Xu Yuanyi's arms and suddenly pounced on Song Yujiao: "Sister, sister!"

  Song Yuqiao took three seconds to recognize that the little boy was his younger half-brother who had been crying for milk three years ago.

  But how did he recognize her?

  Although she hasn't changed much in these three years, it's just that this kid couldn't remember anything from three years ago.

  Xu Yuanyi was the second person to come back to her senses, aside from Song Qihuan. She called out: "Yuqiao, when did you get back?"

  Song Yuqiao raised her eyes, and the gaze towards Xu Yuyi had already chilled by three points. "What does it have to do with you when I come back? Are you tired of seeing me as soon as I return?"

  Song Yi frowned: "How can you talk to Auntie Xu like that?"

  Song Yuqiao had already seen Xu Yuyi, so he naturally noticed Song Yi standing beside Xu Yuyi, looking spirited and in high spirits. It was a good thing she had worried about him all the way here, thinking his kidneys were really in trouble, and had even considered donating one of her own to Song Yi at that moment. But now, as soon as they met, he spoke to her in this tone, and the warmth in her heart immediately dissipated.

  "How could you, driving my own mother away and still expecting me to respectfully call her mom? Do you know that her daughter ran off to City C to be Ye Zenan's mistress? Dad, aren't you being too biased?"

  Song Yi's face changed as soon as he heard it, looking quite ugly.

  "Who are you talking to?! Do you still think I'm your dad?!"

  Xu Yuanyi felt that the atmosphere was not right and hastily pulled Song Yi: "Yu Qiao just came back, don't be so angry."

  Han Dang, who was standing on the side, heard this and felt that it involved Song's family affairs. He stood there feeling a bit constrained and uneasy, so he casually made an excuse and returned to Han Canzhang's sickroom first.

  Before turning around, Han Duan's eyes looked at Song Yuqiao for another two glances before he turned and left.

  Because General Han was staying on the VIP floor, now that he had walked out into the corridor, there were only four people left, and even the doctors and nurses kept their distance.

  Song Yuqiao stood upright, facing off against Song Hui.

  Song Yi coldly said: "You ran all the way back just to argue with me like this?"

  Song Yuqiao's pen was straight, and it was also divided well: "It was you who said so first."

  "Good, good, good," Song Yi said three "good"s in a row, and directly hugged Song Qihuan who was still sticking to Song Yuqiao's side. He stepped into the elevator with big strides, "You came all the way back just to make this old man lose face, okay? Song Yuqiao, you're really making me more and more ashamed as your father."

  "How dare I make you angry, as you said, you are my father and I am your daughter, I should be filial to you instead."

  Just as the father and daughter were about to clash again, speaking with guns and sticks at the ready, Xu Yuanyi hastily intervened: "Song Hui, what are you doing?! You've been waiting for Yuqiao to come back, now that she's here, do you want to drive her away?!"

  "When did I ever wish for her to come back?" Song Yi's eyes were cold as he stared at Song Yu Qiao, "Ask her if she acknowledges this family in her heart, if she acknowledges me as her father? Who was it that said they wanted to cut ties and get married in C city, never to return to this household again?!"

  Song Yuqiao clenched his teeth, and forcibly swallowed the words that had reached the tip of his tongue. He stared blankly as the elevator doors closed before him, and his eyes were finally filled with tears.

  She couldn't help but shout out: "It's me, it's what I said! How about that!"

  Her concern for Song Yi was not fake at all, otherwise she wouldn't have lost her mind and run back to S city without understanding the situation thoroughly, only to find out that she had been deceived and ridiculed by others.

  Song Jierou was probably aware of this outcome from an early stage, which is why she deceived her.

  His body felt weak, Song Yuqiao leaned against the wall and slid down slowly, but he opened his eyes wide to prevent the tears that had accumulated in them from falling.

  However, she still couldn't help but roll down, so she simply sat on the ground and buried her head between her knees.

  At this time, it is really suitable for self-healing.

  Pick up those remaining fragments and throw them away in the corner again.

  It wasn't until much later that Song Yuqiao completely hid his sorrow, wiping away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes before lifting his head to see Pei Si Cheng leaning against the wall.

  When did he come?

  ………………

  Pei Si Cheng leaned against the wall, his eyes deep and solemn. When he saw Song Yu Qiao lift her head, he walked over and stretched out his hand to pull her up.

  "Have you cried enough?"

  Song Yuqiao was slightly stunned and immediately denied: "I'm just adjusting my mood."

  Pei Si Cheng listened to Song Yu Qiao's harsh words, and indeed, it was no different from five years ago. Sometimes when speaking, he had a childish tone. He smiled and continued along with his words: "Is the adjustment done?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Yuqiao nodded and turned around to take the elevator.

  She thought she and Pei Sheng shouldn't have had a relationship in the first place, now even more so. So when she got downstairs and saw Li Bei's car, she directly walked past the rear of the car and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

  Pei Shichen didn't get on the bus either and followed Song Yuqiao from behind.

  Li Bei thought to herself, isn't this a bit too much? No wonder, the boss has never understood romance, let alone when someone is already married and has seen many men. Using tactics that would work on a young girl with a crush wouldn't be effective at all.

  Song Yuqiao felt annoyed, just because of the quarrel with his father Song Hui earlier, now there was a thread tangled in his mind, tightly entwined, and two forces were pulling hard inside his skull.

  A taxi stopped in front of her, Song Yuqiao opened the door to get in, but seeing Pei Shichen following behind, she turned around and pushed him hard, glaring at him: "Don't follow me!"

  Then, until the taxi drove away, Pei Shichen still stood in place.

  His true nature has finally been revealed, and he thought that in the past five years, he had really tamed a little wild cat into a virtuous and gentle lady. He often looked at him with a respectful gaze, which made him feel uncomfortable.

  Is he really this kind of masochistic personality?

  Pei Si brushed off the dust on his clothes and looked in the direction where the taxi drove away.

  Li Bei thought Pei Si Cheng was angry, but when his boss got on the car, he found that he actually had a smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Pei Si's eyes looked at Li Bei with a cool gaze: "What's wrong?"

  Li Bei immediately shook his head: "Nothing."

  "Start your car," Pierce said, "haven't you ever been scratched by a cat?"

  Li Bei almost couldn't help but laugh, stepping on the accelerator while muttering to himself: What's with this supposed cat scratch? It's clear you've just had intimate contact with that cute cat, and your expression is so smug and satisfied. Do you have to be so obvious?

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao directly hailed a taxi and went to the airport.

  When she came, the reason why she took the high-speed rail was due to her homesickness. Although she worried about her father's health, she didn't want to arrive so quickly and wanted to give herself a buffer.

  Now she can't wait to leave this city as soon as possible, just like three years ago, with a ruthless determination, even if it means never coming back.

  But just as she was about to arrive at the airport, she received a call.

  "Qiao Qiao, back?"

  This is grandma's voice, Song Yuqiao almost cried when she heard it.

  In the Song family, apart from her mother being kind to her, it was only her grandmother. When Song Hui and her mother were getting a divorce, the one who strongly opposed it was her grandmother, even going so far as to physically hit Song Hui. When she insisted on marrying Ye Zenan, her grandmother stood by her side all along.

  "Uh-huh, I'm following our leader on a business trip to S city."

  "Are you not going to come back and visit your grandmother? Are you just going to leave without saying goodbye?" Old Lady Song, who is over 70 years old this year, still speaks with a strong tone, "Come back for lunch today, have a meal with this old lady."

  Hanging up the phone, Song Yuqiao was stunned for half a day before reacting and reporting the address of the Song family to the taxi driver.

  These three years, although I haven't gone back home, I also often call grandma on the phone. After grandma learned to use internet video calls, we also often have video chats on the computer.

  When Song Yuqiao arrived, Wang Ayi, who had been taking care of Old Lady Song all along, was already waiting at the entrance of the Song's house.

  "Uncle Wang."

  "Second Miss, you've finally come back."

  Aunt Wang looked at Song Yuqiao wearing a skirt, the whole person was elegant and refined, and she felt even more beautiful than three years ago, praising her all the way.

  Song Yuqiao's heart was also very anxious, but she didn't expect to see Ye Zenan in her grandmother's house.

  ………………

  Ye Zenan came to Song's house today because he had expected it. Since Song Yuqiao is now in S city, she must come to the Song's house.

  But he really underestimated Song Yuqiao's ruthlessness.

  He sent someone to follow Song Yuqiao and call him to tell him that Song Yuqiao had already gone to the airport.

  But he still had one last card up his sleeve, which was to use Song Yuqiao's feelings for Old Lady Song.

  So he came directly to find Old Lady Song.

  Three years ago, Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan's marriage, Song Yuqiao insisted on her own, the whole Song family opposed it, only Old Lady Song agreed with her granddaughter's choice and strongly supported it.

  At that time, it was indeed the case that Song Yuqiao married Ye Zenan with the whole world's hostility, without a wedding or blessings, and now she has ended up in such a state.

  However, she still didn't want to tell her grandmother about the bitter consequences of her own decisions, and let her bear the responsibility for what she had done. Her grandmother was old and shouldn't have to pay for her own choices.

  In front of Mrs. Song's courtyard, Song Yuqiao saw Ye Zenan and suddenly stopped in her tracks, with a multitude of expressions flashing across her face.

  "What's wrong?" asked Wang Ayi.

  Song Yuqiao's eyes went blank for a second before he said, "Nothing."

  Wang Ayi naturally noticed Ye Zenan standing in the yard smoking, glanced at Song Yuqiao, and nodded knowingly. She smiled and said: "I'll go inside first, you two young people talk for a while."

  When Wang Auntie entered the door, Song Yuqiao forcibly restrained herself from turning around and walking away, glaring fiercely at Ye Zenan: "What are you doing here?"

  Ye Zenan extinguished his cigarette and walked over: "I'll go take a look at Grandma."

  Song Yuqiao sneered: "You'll come visit grandma? You've seen grandma in three years? And, this is my grandma, it has nothing to do with you."

  Ye Zenan directly reached out and pinched Song Yuqiao's chin, using his thumb and index finger to squeeze hard: "It has nothing to do with me, who do you want to have a relationship with? Hmm? You're not even divorced yet, are you already anxiously looking for your next husband? Does that next husband know that you've been slept with by someone before?"

  Although Song Yuqiao had repeatedly warned himself that for Ye Zenan, he should act as if he was already dead, and the more sorrowful feelings in his heart had all become deeply buried pain, but now hearing him say such words, his heart still felt a chill.

  Now Song Yuqiao looked at Ye Zenan as if he were a stranger, as if she had never known him before.

  Just then, the door behind them suddenly opened. Before Song old lady arrived, her voice came first, full of energy: "You two are going to dawdle at the door until when? Xiao Qiao, is it that you've come to see me or your dear husband?"

  Old Mrs. Song leaned on her cane and smiled as she poked her head out.

  Ye Zenan quickly withdrew his fingers from under Song Yuqiao's chin and instead put his arm around her shoulders, turning back to smile at her.

  From this angle and with such a quick movement, Old Lady Song should not have seen the scene where Ye Zhenan was brutally pinching Ye Zhenan's chin just now.

  Ye Zenan's face wore a smile, as if he had been using this pampered expression from the very beginning.

  Song Yuqiao almost instantly came back to himself, suppressing the urge to shake off Ye Zenan's arm, and smiled at Old Lady Song: "Grandma, what are you talking about? I'm already back, aren't I?"

  Mrs. Song stood at the door and saw her granddaughter, she was delighted, then looked at her granddaughter and grandson-in-law standing together in the sunlight, feeling that they were a perfect match.

  "Come quickly, let this old lady take a look at her own granddaughter."

  Song Yuqiao walked over and supported Grandma's arm.

  It's been three years since I last saw her, even if it was just through video calls. But now that I'm seeing her in person, I can see the wrinkles on Grandma's face and the age spots flying everywhere so clearly. Grandma really has gotten old. For some reason, my eyes feel sore and I think about how I've been estranged from Father Song for three years, but no matter what, I shouldn't have treated Grandma like this - it's too unfilial.

  "Weiwei is getting more and more beautiful," Old Lady Song smiled, "Come in quickly to eat, Ze Nan also come in."

  As she spoke, Old Lady Song took one of them by the hand and led her inside.

  The seating arrangement at the dinner table, whether intentional or not, had Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan sitting on either side of Old Lady Song.

  "They're all simple dishes, you two don't have to disdain me this old lady's humble food here, having eaten too much greasy food outside, consider it a cleanse for your intestines when you eat at my place."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Why would I be dissatisfied with simplicity?"

  However, the dishes didn't have much meat or fish because since Song old lady got older, she started believing in Buddhism and disliked killing, so there were more common vegetarian dishes on the table, with only one dish being a sour cabbage fish.

  Song Yuqiao was eating with his head down when a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of him, belonging to Ye Zenan.

  Ye Zenan smiled and placed a piece of deboned fish meat in the small dish in front of Song Yuqiao: "Your favorite sour vegetable fish."

  Song Yuqiao's chopsticks in his hand paused for a moment, neither refusing nor speaking.

  Does he also know she likes eating sour vegetable fish?

  I remember it was still in high school, once a heavy rain, two people did not go home at noon, so they discussed going to a small restaurant for dinner. When they arrived at the small restaurant, Song Yuqiao wanted to eat sour vegetable fish, while Ye Zenan wanted to eat boiled fish. Song Yuqiao said: "I don't want to eat boiled fish! Either sour vegetable fish or not eating."

  At that time, Song Yuqiao was a bit willful and arbitrary, but she was only willful to Ye Zenan, just like many girls who would intentionally be coquettish and make small gestures of anger towards the boy they liked.

  Then Ye Zenan got angry and said: "You love to eat or not!"

  He still ordered boiled fish in water.

  Song Yuqiao's eyes turned red, she stood up and ran out, rushing into the rain.

  She ran to a crossroads, stopped, squatted down and hugged her legs, crying. Her face was unclear whether it was her own tears or rainwater, anyway she felt extremely heartbroken.

  However, Ye Zenan also chased out into the rain and took off his school uniform jacket to block Song Yuqiao's head, coaxing him: "Okay, Qiaoqiao, I was wrong, I'll take you to have your favorite sour fish."

  Song Yuqiao remembered that on that rainy afternoon, she ate a whole steamed fish with pickled mustard greens by herself because she told Ye Zenan it was her favorite.

  Actually, she doesn't like eating fish, she just wants to use that way of doing things with the boy she likes, to get his attention, just like boys in puberty, always like to pull off the hair tie of the girl they have a crush on and hide it, it's the same, all are a kind of innocent love.

  Now, Song Yuqiao looked at the small dish of sour fish in front of him, and with the passage of time, he was already in a completely different state of mind.

  She pushed the fish meat to one side, neither refusing nor eating it.

  Mrs. Song noticed something fishy and her eyes swept across the faces of the two people, but she didn't say anything.

  After dinner, Old Lady Song wanted to go to the temple on the mountain to fulfill her vow, so she asked Song Yuqiao to follow along.

  "Ze Nan, after you finish work this afternoon, come back to Grandma's place for dinner tonight." Old Lady Song said to Ye Ze Nan who was going out for a business negotiation.

  Ye Zenan smiled and nodded: "Good."

  When going out with Old Lady Song, they unexpectedly ran into Xu Yuanyi who had just returned from outside.

  Xu Yuanyi's face flashed a hint of surprise when she saw Song Yujiao, and immediately returned to normal: "Mom, Yujiao you're back?"

  Mrs. Song had always been lukewarm towards the woman her eldest son later married, looking down on her and responding with a casual "uh-huh".

  Xu Yuanyi saw the bamboo basket slung over Song Yuqiao's arm, with some incense and snacks inside, and knew that Old Lady Song was going to make an offering on the mountain. "Mom, should I have the driver send you?"

  Old Lady Song didn't look too pleased and said, "I won't let the driver send me myself? Now that you've become the mistress of the Song family, I can't even call a driver, is that right?"

  Xu Yuanyi's face turned red: "Mom, I didn't mean it that way."

  Mrs. Song pulled Song Yuqiao out the door, no longer paying attention to Xu Yuying, but instead it was Song Qihuan who followed behind and shouted "Sister!"

  Song Yu stopped in his tracks.

  Song Qihuan stared with a pair of big black eyes, just about to run over to Song Yuqiao, but was picked up by Xu Yuyi: "Sister has something to do outside now, don't make trouble."

  Old Lady Song is usually not so harsh on Xu Yuanyi, but now that her own beloved granddaughter is by her side, she naturally wants to speak up for her daughter's sake.

  However, the old lady looked at Song Yuqiao's face and didn't see any change, probably because three years had passed and everything was let go.

  On the bus, Old Lady Song asked Song Yuqiao's mother: "Is your mother doing well in Canada?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Mm, all right."

  "I heard," asked Old Lady Song, "your mother married a foreigner?"

  "Yes, she married a Canadian, I've met him, she's adapted to life there pretty well, I've been there several times and he's been very good to me, he has a son who is six years older than me, after I went there..."

  Old Lady Song had already let out a cry of surprise: "Is that foreigner also in his second marriage?"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Grandma, you've used "also" yourself, so don't look down on foreigners anymore, okay?

  Song Yuqiao knew that her grandmother was biased towards her mother, whether it was when her father Song Hui decided to divorce or marry Xu Yuying, and even when her mother married a foreigner, she had also slightly opposed it at the time, but how could Mrs. Xi Meiyu be influenced by Song Yuqiao's opinion?

  Accompanying her grandmother down from the mountain, Song Yuqiao's phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Pei Si Cheng's private number.

  She couldn't help but frown, hung up her phone, waited for a while, and then the phone rang again, she hung up again.

  "Whose phone is it?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Selling insurance."

  ………………

  In the branch of the Pei family, this Song Yuqiao who was selling insurance in the mouth of President Pei, was holding an employee meeting with a tone that was generally considered to be that of a tyrannical president.

  In the meeting room behind Li Bei was holding Pei Cheng's mobile phone and dialing Song Yuqiao's number over and over again.

  This guy has a secretary to chase girls and make phone calls for him, it's simply infuriating.

  The key is that he kept calling and hanging up on the other end, until finally when he called again, he had already been added to the blacklist.

  At this time, Li Bei understood that his boss didn't call him but instead let him make the call, which was absolutely intentional. This act of hanging up the phone severely crushed his heart as a man. In the future, how would he explain this incident to his girlfriend?

  Li Bei is absolutely a responsible assistant, no matter what tasks are assigned by the boss, he will definitely get them done.

  So he came out of the conference room, walked into the corridor, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Song Yuqiao.

  This time it went through.

  Li Bei silently mourned for the boss in his heart, it seems that you still have a long way to go, boss, it's not just about getting food into your mouth. Look, she is willing to answer my phone call, but not yours.

  Song Yuqiao's tone on the phone was particularly polite: "Lie Zhi Zhu?"

  When he heard Song Yuqiao call him "special assistant", he was so moved that he almost cried, because his stupid girlfriend always called him an assistant secretary. He told her three times five times that his title was special assistant, which means a particularly good assistant, absolutely not just an ordinary assistant secretary. Now look at Miss Song, the boss's heart is really different.

  Li Bei said: "Miss Song, I have something to trouble you with."

  "Please go on."

  "My girlfriend had a fracture in City C, she sprained her foot," Lei Bei muttered to himself three times: Sorry, then said, "I'm already at the airport now, but I didn't bring anyone with me. Last night, I saw you and Boss cooperating very tacitly, Miss Song. You have the basic quality of a professional secretary. Can you replace me by Boss's side for three days? I'm really in an emergency."

  "Lai Te Zhe, it's not that I don't want to help, but actually I..."

  Li Bei interrupted her hastily, "Please, the boss will give you a salary, I'll give you one too. The boss is having a meeting at the branch company right now, please hurry over. Ah, hello? What did you say? I couldn't hear clearly, the signal isn't good here at the airport... my girlfriend's call came in, I'll hang up first..."

  Li Bei hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. I've helped you this far, boss, now it's up to your own luck from here on out.

  Just right, the meeting has also dispersed.

  Pei Si walked out, and Li Bei handed over the phone with both hands, and also informed him of the content of the call he had just made to Song Yuqiao.

  "Miss Song should be here soon," said Li Bei, "I told her I'm at the airport now and preparing to head back to C City."

  Pei Si Cheng held his phone in the palm of his hand and spun it around, raising an eyebrow: "Then what are you still standing here for?"

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  "Going to the airport, and you want me to buy your ticket too?"

  "It's okay, it's okay."

  Lǐ Běi knew Péi Sī Chéng's character. If you really offended him, even with a smile on his face, he could kill you in an instant.

  ………………

  On this side, Song Yuqiao listened to the busy tone after Li Bei hung up the phone and thought that he would see Pei Si Cheng again. His heart felt like it was being bitten by several ants, both painful and itchy.

  "Something about work?"

  Song Yu nodded: "I may not be back for dinner tonight."

  "Go and be busy, it's not easy for a young person like you to accompany an old lady like me. Young people should go out and explore more, but don't forget to look back when you're tired from traveling."

  Grandma.

  Mrs. Song asked the driver to drive directly and send Song Yuqiao to Pei's branch, before getting off the car, she specifically reminded: "You don't have to come back for dinner, but you must come back to sleep tonight."

  Song Yu nodded: "Uh-huh, got it, Grandma."

  Actually, Mrs. Song had already seen the problem between the two from the moment Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan met today, so this time she let the two sleep together for a night. As the saying goes, "quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot", in Mrs. Song's eyes, they were still like three years ago when Song Yuqiao had just married Ye Zenan, with that special fondness, and Ye Zenan was still like during his high school student days, doting on her granddaughter.

  However, the old lady did not know that Song Yuqiao's youthful love had already reached its end.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao hesitated in front of the Pei's branch office for a moment, just as he was about to enter, someone walked out to meet him. It was the general manager who had been scolded by Pei Si the night before last, named Xu Shaojie.

  Song Yu nodded and called out: "Manager Xu."

  Xu Shaojie was immediately respectful when he saw Song Yuqiao, saying: "Secretary Song, General Pei is waiting for you upstairs."

  Song Yuqiao asked: "Does Commander Pei have anything going on today?"

  Xu Shaojie said: "It's still a problem with that batch of counterfeit goods. The announcement has been issued, and we're also planning to take this opportunity to hold a lucky draw activity."

  Listening to so many words from the general manager, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but ask: "Are you going to...?"

  Xu Shaojie said: "General Pei wants to drink authentic Blue Mountain coffee, I'll go buy some. Oh, Secretary Xiao Song, what would you like to drink?"

  Song Yuqiao was speechless.

  This Bai Si Cheng is really arrogant, treating the general manager of a branch company as an ordinary errand boy.

  Pei Si Cheng was already seated in the office, looking through the transparent frosted glass door, furrowing his brow as if deep in thought.

  The offices of this branch are also very open and transparent, all the high-level offices have transparent glass doors, except that some glass doors have a layer of frosted glass paper in the middle, sometimes you can only see two beautiful legs exposed at the bottom when glancing over.

  Song Yuqiao knocked gently on the glass door twice, "Director Pei."

  Pei Si Cheng raised his head and saw that it was Song Yu Qiao. He said directly: "Come over here, help me draft a document."

  Song Yuqiao was slightly stunned, this really is what she's used to, not even a little buffer time for rest, directly arranging work, it seems that every CEO is a ruthless capitalist, exploiting the working class.

  Pei Si pointed to a chair beside him, letting Song Yuqiao sit down. He typed a long string of passwords on the computer and double-clicked to open an interface: "Take a look at this file."

  Song Yuqiao originally thought it was still the fake goods incident two days ago, but unexpectedly it was another problem with suppliers. Not right, not completely unrelated to the fake goods incident either. This is a supplier who cuts corners and reduces materials for products. However, what's strange is that three suppliers were selected at the same time, and finally chose one with the worst reputation.

  In the three years that Song Yuqiao worked in the company, she understood what was meant by office politics and some money-making methods. She felt that it should be a high-level executive of the Pei Corporation, who for personal gain, chose such an incompetent person.

  The computer screen was facing Paisley, and Song Yuqiao sat beside Paisley. Because the words on the computer screen were not too big, they were ordinary Song type five-point font, which was a bit eye-straining. She leaned forward slightly, and at the same time, her knee touched Paisley's leg.

  She was startled and suddenly stood up, knocking over the chair behind her.

  "Sorry, Director Pae."

  Song Yuqiao, while reacting, hurriedly bent down to pick up the chair, her face flushed, her hair scattered on her shoulders, making her palm-sized face even more delicate and charming.

  Pais Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, turned his face away to look at the screen, three seconds later turned back: "What are you so nervous about?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Sorry, I haven't been through such a big scene."

  "Is that so," Pei Si chuckled lightly, "letting you see a document is what kind of big deal, Yu Qiao, are you afraid of me?"

  Song Yuqiao lowered his head and furrowed his brow.

  Pei Si found this way of speaking a bit too bloody, and it really made her feel unaccustomed.

  Pei Si chuckled: "Don't worry, I've always been clear about public and private matters. Now that you're substituting for Li Bei, just treat me as if I were Dai Lin Ka."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Yes."

  For the next two hours, Song Yuqiao sat in Pei Sicheng's position and began to sort out the information on the computer, categorize the suppliers' information, organize it together, and print it out.

  "After glancing over it, Pei said: 'Hmmm, tomorrow afternoon three suppliers will come to the company for a bidding conference. Let's conduct a thorough investigation on these three companies based on this bidding.'"

  Song Yuqiao said: "Yes."

  She is now in contact with some things, all of which are internal to the Pei family. Does Pei Si Cheng trust her so much that he shows her these internal data? Isn't he afraid that she will sell out the Pei family's internal information for a lot of money?

  Pei Si suddenly spoke up, interrupting her train of thought.

  "What are you thinking?"

  Song Yuqiao suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head: "Nothing."

  Pei Si propped up his chin and looked at Song Yuqiao with a half-tilted head: "Come, let me guess, are you thinking... about these internal materials of the Pei family? I let you see them, aren't you afraid that you'll leak all this stuff out? Is that it?"

  Song Yu suddenly lifted his head.

  Pais's face was filled with a smile: "Alright, I guessed it right, didn't I?"

  Song Yuqiao did not speak.

  In this case, the more you say, the more mistakes you make. Moreover, she is just a temporary helper, as long as we get through these two days, we won't interfere with each other.

  Yes, it's like this, at least in Song Yuqiao's heart, he has made up his mind about this.

  Pei Si Cheng suddenly stood up and took a step closer, his tall figure completely enveloping Song Yu Qiao in his aura.

  "I'm not afraid you'll sell out this information," Pierce said, "because I know you won't."

  Although it was just a casual tone, Song Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat, her face quickly flushed, and she wanted to take a step back, but her lower back had already leaned against the office desk.

  Pei Si approached and retreated as if nothing was wrong, his eyes swept over the pink at Song Yuqiao's collarbone and said softly: "Secretary Song, your bra strap is showing."