Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 57 You don't have to worry about hurting my fragile little heart

In the next month or so, Nan Song became a spinning top.

Set up a personal studio, get in touch with Zhou Ling and Qin Zhengxian to set a meeting time, explain the situation to the staff of the small company in hand, and do dismissal appeasement.

When doing the third thing, Nan Song silently rejoiced that when he founded this jewelry design company, he was not ambitious. A tepid state.

If she had cared enough about this company to make it profitable, maybe she would not be willing to let it go now.

After all, the attribute of a money fan is engraved in everyone's bones, and no one can deny it.

But there is one thing to say, although her small broken company is small in scale and has little profit, it was established in good faith and filed with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

I feel a bit reluctant to log out directly, it is really difficult to solve it for a while, if I can find a suitable successor, that is the best
Nan Song sat on the office chair and turned around slowly, with his long and slender index finger gently touching his temple, while typing with one hand and chatting with Zhou Shuwei on WeChat, while thinking about how Xiaopo Company should deal with it.

[I'm so tired that my mother's false eyelashes are f*cking flying all day long. 】

[The first step of going back to the old road is already so hard, you can blow some rainbow farts in my ears in the future, and give me enough spiritual support. (Smile.jpgx3)]

Zhou Shuwei replied quickly.

[Songsong, I don’t understand, since you have already accepted that Shen Du will be your benefactor father from now on, then you might as well hand over the matters you are dealing with now to his people. save trouble? 】

Nan Song typed with a cold face.

【Do you think I'm like a little bird who depends on people? Do you have to rely on the character of that dog man for everything? 】

After finishing speaking, I felt that there was something wrong, and added another sentence——

【I only rely on his money, not his people. 】

Zhou Shuwei: "."

【Besides, according to his personality, if you ask him to help me with such a trivial matter, do you think I won't be ridiculed by him? 】

Zhou Shuwei at the other end of the network cable looked at the last sentence sent by Nan Song, thought about the temper of Mr. Shen in her family, and felt that what the little sister said made sense.

【Well, you are very self-aware, sister. 】

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After chatting with Zhou Shuwei, Nan Song still didn't think of a good solution. She took out the hand-operated coffee machine from the small storage cabinet and slowly ground the beans.

Grinding, grinding, grinding, at a certain moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Nan Song's mind.

She stopped her movements, grabbed the phone on the desk, and clicked on the dialog box with Shen Du.

[To discuss something with you. 】

A few minutes passed, and Shen Du didn't reply. Nan Song didn't bother to wait any longer, so he directly dialed a phone number.

After a few rings, it was picked up over there, and a man's deep voice came from the phone.

"Say."

Listening to this cold word, Nan Song frowned.

Usually, when we were fighting with her, his small mouth would keep babbling non-stop, but now he cherishes words like gold?
"I have something I want to discuss with you."

Nan Song went straight to the point: "My small company, why don't you buy it with your fingers?"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Du did not speak for a long time.

Nan Song secretly pondered the dog man's mood when he heard this sentence, and then he spoke in his heart.

"It's like this. Since I have decided to become an actor again, I want to go on this road wholeheartedly. But now the company can't directly fall into my hands, so I want to find a reliable person to take over. I think You, Yun Yi, are quite reliable."

Shen Du's lips moved slightly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Nan Song again.

Her tone sounded a little sad.

"I know that it sounds sad that the company I have been working so hard on will be acquired, but you don't have to take my feelings into account, that's how life is, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

Since I choose what I want to do more, I have to be responsible for myself. I understand the reason. You don’t have to be afraid of hurting my fragile heart. Just buy it. I’m already mentally prepared. What do I need to do? The process, you will send it directly to my email later, and I will fully cooperate. "

There was a faint sound of electric current and a long period of silence from the mobile phone. After a while, Nan Song heard Shen Du's impersonal voice——

"You misunderstood. I didn't worry about hurting your fragile little heart. What I want to say is that I look down on your little broken company and don't want to buy it."

Nan Song: "."

This bastard!
But for the future fate of his small company, Nan Song decided to hold back for the time being.

"Oh, look at what you said, my company has no debts, so you won't lose money no matter what, and this kind of thing depends on the mood of the acquirer.

I read the news recently, Yun Yi seems to have reached cooperation with several well-known companies?Then you should be in a good mood during this time! "

"Well, I'm really in a good mood recently." Shen Du said slowly.

When Nan Song heard it, he was overjoyed, hey, there is a turning point, and he was about to speak——

"But it doesn't prevent me from looking down on your little broken company."

The anger in Nan Song's heart burst into his throat immediately, this dog man. You son of a bitch!

After all, she was a cub raised by her own shit and urine. She can eat a small broken company because she has the power, but why does this bitch call her company a small broken company?

Nan Song couldn't take it anymore.

"If you don't buy it, you won't buy it! My little broken company still looks down on you! You bastard."

"toot toot"

Before Shen Du could speak, Nan Song hung up the phone directly.

Shen·Goushi·Du who was scolded: "."

Nan Song sat down on the office chair, poured down a glass of water, and finally calmed down a little.

"Ding dong."

A WeChat message came in on the phone.

She took it over and opened it to see that it was from Shen Du.

[I haven't finished talking just now. Although I look down on your small company, there are people who should look up to it. I know someone in the jewelry design industry who can help you set up a line. The probability of success is [-]%. 】

Nan Song: "."

When will this dog man get rid of this habit of talking out of breath.
Looking at the words sent by Shen Du, Nan Song fell into deep thought.

Are you still playing?
Why don't you call right away and have a scene where you feel sincere remorse for your curse just now?
No, no, it's too embarrassing to make a phone call, so she should type.

Nan Song's long and slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, and his movements were particularly smooth.

(End of this chapter)