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Chapter 241 The Boss Is Now Dating His Wife, I Use This Thing To Spoil His Good Mood, Am I Dead?
Even if it's just wine in a stranger's glass.

But for him, it was all unbearable.

For some reason, at this moment Shen Du suddenly remembered that time at the south bank of Lushui, when Nan Song rubbed his nose on his coat while crying.

It can be seen that his obsession with cleanliness seems to be very double-standard, and a playful smile gradually formed on the corner of the man's lips.

What about double standards?
He is happy, he is willing, no one cares.

Since entering March, the weather in Yuncheng has been getting warmer day by day. It was a little cold at night some time ago, but it won't be anymore these days.

What permeates the air at night is the wind that makes the body feel very comfortable.

Shen Du propped his hands on the balcony, and unconsciously looked towards the mountains shrouded in the hazy night, which was the direction of the film and television city.

The place where Nan Song is filming now.

"Ding dong—— ding dong—!"

At this moment, there was a doorbell ringing from the entrance.

Because the size of the suite is too large and the bedroom is close to the inside, even at night, the doorbell doesn't sound very loud, even a bit dull.

Shen Du walked towards the door, guessing who it was.

It's so late, if Chen Mingyu needs to find him urgently, he will contact him on WeChat first.

Just now I looked in the direction of the film and television city and thought of Nansong inexplicably, could it be
Shen Du raised his brows lightly, he couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment, even he himself didn't notice it, he quickened his pace towards the door.

When he opened the door and saw clearly who was standing at the door, Shen Du's anger shot up to the top of his head.

The light in the corridor was bright but soft, hitting the face of the crying woman, making her look even more pitiful.

"Mr. Shen, I'm really, really guilty, so I thought I must come here to express my apology to you in person again. I really didn't mean it, please forgive me! I know I stained your suit and shirt, I Pay you!"

When Shen Du opened his mouth, his voice was as cold as ice.

"How did you find this place?"

Song Qianying was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously bit her lip, and looked pitiful again.

"I"

After hemming and hawing for a long time without saying anything, Shen Du's patience was finally exhausted.

"Say."

A short syllable hit Song Qianying's heart like a hard hammer. She knew that the man in front of her was angry.

"At that time, I heard you talking to your assistant, saying that you were going to Hongsheng Yuetu, and then I followed all the way."

Even Song Qianying's voice trembled when she spoke, but she knew that it was absolutely impossible to hold back and not answer. Although she had never seen the man in front of him become ruthless.

But those rumors from the outside world are scary enough.

"Where's the room number?" Shen Du asked again.

His well-defined face is hidden under the light, half bright and half dark, making people look even more frightened.

"I got the room number from the front desk."

Shen Du frowned, his face darkened.

At the front desk, every staff member of Hongsheng Yuetu has undergone quite strict business training. It is impossible to casually tell a stranger the room number of the staying guest.

What's more, the person staying here is still him.

"I'll ask you one last time, how did you know my room number?"

Shen Du's words were serious, but Song Qianying was frightened and cried.

"I actually got it from the front desk, it was just me. I stuffed him with money"

Shen Du raised his chin slightly, his face hidden in the shadows was dim.

His eyes finally fell on the face of the woman in front of him, as if looking at an insignificant item.

"You can't afford to pay for my suit and shirt, and I don't want things that have been polluted by others. The clothes have already gone into the trash can. I will give you a minute to disappear."

Song Qianying's eyelashes trembled, as if she didn't realize Shen Du's words.

"Oh!"

In the next second, the door closed ruthlessly in front of her, making a loud noise.

Song Qianying's whole body seemed to be frozen by ice, she stood there unable to move, and finally left after a while.

Shen Du returned to the bedroom, immediately took out his mobile phone, and sent Chen Mingyu a WeChat message——

[Contact the hotel manager early tomorrow morning to dismiss the receptionist who is on the night shift tonight. 】

Facts have proved that Chen Zhu, who has a very high professionalism, is not covered, and he responds immediately without hesitation.

【receive. 】

Although I don't know why the front desk was suddenly dismissed, but the boss has always done what the boss ordered, and there is no need to ask so many reasons.
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When Shen Du was sent to the trending search by a group of marketing accounts, Nan Song was having dinner and was waiting for Shen Du to pick him up and return to Feili Mansion after he finished eating.

In the past few days, he has spent almost 24 hours a day on the script and discussing the plot with the director team, so Nan Song has no extra time to surf the Internet.

Naturally, he didn't know about Shen Du's hot search.

Not to mention President Shen Da himself who has become a spinning top.

But Chen Mingyu was different. As a qualified and dedicated personal assistant, he had to watch all directions and listen to all directions. He not only had to focus on real life at all times, but also diverted part of his attention to the Internet.

For example, at this moment, while eating dinner, he looked at the hot search on Weibo, and then looked at the accompanying pictures, and suddenly understood why the front desk of the Hongsheng Yuetu where the boss stayed last night was fired.

Not only did the boss hate people get mixed in, they were even photographed.

There is really no need to continue to stay with such a purely decorative front desk.

just
If he remembers correctly, the boss seems to be on his way to pick up his wife from the set, so he probably doesn't know that he is on Weibo's hot search yet.

Well, this time the marketing accounts are playing a big game, just wait for the cold-faced Hades to make a move.

Fang Cheng, who was sitting across from him, saw that he had been looking at his mobile phone, and couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Mingyu turned the phone over and the screen faced him: "Look for yourself."

Fang Chengna went over to browse for a while, and was shocked: "Does the boss know?"

"He doesn't know yet."

"Then why don't you tell him now?"

Chen Mingyu raised his head and glanced at Fang Cheng speechlessly: "The boss is on his way to a date with his wife. I'm using this to spoil his good mood. Is there something wrong with me?"

Fang Cheng thought about that person's temper, and nodded thoughtfully: "That's true."

"Then what should we do about this matter? You can't let it ferment, right?"

Chen Minghe took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth: "Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion."

It's Song Qianying, Ms. Song, I'm afraid she's about to suffer a little.

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