After my ex-husband found out that I was going to fall in love with Zong, it was officially announce

Chapter 174 Confession
Father Zhao politely sent Song Yin and Zhou Han out of the police station before going back to deal with Zhao Xuefei's matter.

"Where are you going, I will see you off."

After being tossed about like this, clothes can't be bought, Song Yin thought for a while and replied.

"Go to the company."

Zhou Han drove Song Yin to the company alone, while Ji Wen wisely chose to go back by herself.

On the way, Zhou Han drove with one hand, knocked on the side door with the other hand, and asked after a while.

"How did you meet them today?"

"I went shopping with Ji Wen, and they came in." Song Yin replied lightly.

Zhou Han snorted, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward again.

Zhou Han coughed lightly, and found another topic, "My mother is not feeling well recently, if you have time, go and see her, she misses you very much."

"Uncomfortable?" Song Yin frowned.

Zhou Han happened to turn his head to see her expression, and saw that she was worried, so he answered.

"It's an old problem, anyway, you just go back and have a look."

Song Yin nodded, "Okay, I'll go in a few days."

After watching Mrs. Zhou, she stopped by to talk to Zhou Han about the divorce. She didn't want to wait for some things.

The two of them stopped talking for the rest of the time, Song Yin kept looking at the scenery outside the window, her thoughts drifted away, and she went to the company after thinking wildly.

"When do you go home, I'll pick you up."

"No, I'll let Ji Wen take me off, thank you for your ride."

Zhou Han was taken aback by her politeness, and finally said nothing, nodded and drove away.

Song Yin stepped into the company, Ji Wen came back one step ahead of her, and was already waiting for her in the office.

Seeing her coming in, he quickly got up and looked behind her, seeing that no one was following her, his expression seemed a little weird.

"what happened?"

Song Yin put down the backpack and asked strangely.

"Song Yin, tell me the truth, what's going on between you and Mr. Zhou?"

Today, when Zhou Han said in public that she was from the Zhou family, Song Yin knew that the relationship between them could not be concealed. Explain it again, please.

"Zhou Han and I are husband and wife..."

"Cough cough cough!" Ji Wen almost choked herself to death without spitting.

Staring at the opposite person with eyes full of horror, he asked again uncertainly, "You...what's your relationship?"

Song Yin made a long story short, picked up some key things and told Ji Wen.

Ji Wen was dumbfounded on the spot for a long time after hearing this, until Song Yin called her, and finally came to her senses.

"Miss Zhou, is this not a dream?"

Song Yin was a little unhappy when she heard this address, "We're getting divorced soon, don't call me that, my name is Song Yin."

Ji Wen nodded, "Yes, yes, I know, but you guys knew each other before, but when you were shooting commercials..."

"It's said that contract couples are not real couples. You don't have to make a fuss. Anyway, I will still be me in the future, and Zhou Han will still be Zhou Han. It doesn't matter."

"But I think Mr. Zhou has a lot of heart for you. He's not bad-looking, he's rich, and treats you well. Why do you insist on a divorce?"

"I don't like it." Song Yin answered Ji Wen's doubts simply and clearly.

Because I wasn’t ready to live with someone I didn’t know well, because I still couldn’t accept the fact that I was transmigrated to the next life, because there were still many things I didn’t do.

Of course, the most important thing is that I don't want to continue this ridiculous relationship because I don't like it.

Zhou Han is indeed rich and powerful, and she can feel her own feelings, but there is no way to give reasons for many things, if she doesn't like it, she just doesn't like it.

Song Yin didn't say these words, but only said the most important reason.

Ji Wen nodded, "Mr. Zhou is a bit more aggressive. In fact, I don't like this kind of person very much, not as good as Mr. Huo."

Song Yin paused the hand holding the water glass, and said dissatisfied, "Why did you mention him again?"

Ji Wen came over with a rare nympho, and jokingly said, "Why, are you a saint? You are not tempted at all. Mr. Zhou is already one in a million, and I think Mr. Huo can't be picked in a million." Come out one, although he has never said what he is doing, but he can tell that he is not a small person, the aura is so powerful, don't you really have any other thoughts."

"I'm thinking about asking you to start a gossip magazine. Sister, please be clear-headed. I'm not a sweet potato. Everyone has to like me. I also have to see if everyone likes me. How's your work going? Find a meeting with high-level executives, and the next step is to cultivate artists. Adjust the center of gravity, I don’t think idols are good, they need some old drama bones, so that they can continue.”

"By the way, help me contact Xuan Yue and let him come to me when he is free."

"No, you really want to buy that store?"

Song Yin shook her head, "There are a lot of places to buy stores, I want to open a store, a chain store."

Song Yin took a pen and wrote down her next business plan on paper. Making money is the first priority, followed by expanding contacts.

Not only these people in the entertainment industry, she wanted to get to know people from all walks of life.

Of course, the most direct way to expand your network is to attend parties, but Song Yin has always disliked these things, and just thinking about them gives her a terrible headache.

But in order to prevent any unpopular people jumping in front of him, there are some things that must be done.

Of course, she had more important things to do before that.

After working in the company for three days, the Cultural Protection Bureau called and asked Song Yin to meet.

Song Yin and Ji Wen drove there, and when they arrived, someone led them into the office building.

The two senior leaders of the Cultural Protection Bureau were there, and their eyes lit up when they saw Song Yin.

"Miss Song looks even better than she looks on TV."

"You have won the prize." Song Yin replied with a faint smile.

The two people on the opposite side first introduced themselves, "I am the person in charge of the Ancient Culture Protection Department. I will be in charge of the contact between the two of you in the future. This is Director Liu. I heard that Ms. Song is coming today, so I have to look at everything." Look at Miss Song's face."

"It is Song Yin's honor to be praised by Director Liu."

"Hey, don't listen to this brat's nonsense. Ms. Song doesn't need to be self-effacing. I'm really curious. What does it look like for a celebrity to be selected as the spokesperson of our Cultural Bureau? When I saw Ms. Song's dress today, my heart There are many."

Because of the special occasion today, Song Yin deliberately chose a slightly darker cheongsam.

In her previous life, if she was not meeting guests in the army, she would usually show them off with a cheongsam. She has developed a habit over the years, whenever she meets distinguished guests, she will always wear a cheongsam, and today is no exception.

"This cheongsam can be regarded as one of our ancient cultures. There are fewer people wearing it, and there are fewer people wearing Miss Song's demeanor."

This is not a compliment, but Director Liu's heartfelt words.

Seeing that Song Yin was young, he regarded her as a junior. The children in the family were dressed in hip-hop and ladylike styles, but cheongsam, in his daughter's words, was old-fashioned.

(End of this chapter)