Chapter 197

In the past few days, for all the employees of the entire Song Group, the big boss Song Zhicheng who is in the cloud is still aloof, always with an attitude of indifference and alienation, keeping strangers away.

This is no different from the previous big boss.But people who are close to Song Zhicheng, such as the general secretary's office, such as Lin Jingwen and others, can clearly feel that there is still a difference, because the big boss has a stronger aura, and if there is a slight mistake in explaining the work in front of him, the big boss The boss doesn't need to say a word, just glance at him, and you can't wait to curl up and give yourself a hammer. That look is too cold.

Therefore, the big boss must be in a bad mood.

As for the reason for this bad mood, who dares to ask?Think you can't die fast enough?
The people in the secretary's office, because of Mr. Song's indiscriminate air-conditioning, have also restrained a lot in the past few days to see who can enter Mr. Song's office.

The only one who is not affected may be Lin Tezhu alone.

The chief secretary, Zhang Jiaoyang, was holding a handful of documents and bumped into Lin Jingwen entering Song Zhicheng's office to explain his work. Zhang Jiaoyang was undecided whether to knock on the door, or hand it over to Lin Te's assistant to do it for him.She looked at Lin Jingwen expectantly, and showed a look of reluctance, whether to enter or not?
Zhang Jiaoyang was struggling.

Lin Jingwen asked strangely: "Secretary Zhang? Are you busy?"

Zhang Jiaoyang's eyes were full of reluctance, and he still handed the document to Lin Jingwen: "Special Assistant Lin, here is a document that needs Mr. Song's signature, please pass it on to me."

After speaking, he handed the document to Lin Jingwen, and went back to the secretary's office.

Lin Jingwen felt inexplicable. Is Mr. Song so scary recently?Turning around, he knocked on the door holding the document.

Hearing the words please come in, the door opened automatically.

Song Zhicheng lowered his head and did not look at anyone who came. After Lin Jingwen entered the office, the door behind him closed automatically. In the empty and tidy office, Lin Jingwen heard a burst of laughter.

"Congratulations to this friend, I got a big hug."

"Ahhh..." There was only a scream, and then it fell silent.

Lin Jingwen frowned, the voice came from the notebook's speaker.Is Mr. Song watching the show?He glanced at the clock on the wall, is it working time now?

"Put the things down." Song Zhicheng said slowly with dark eyes.

"Mr. Song, there has been news from Zhiyuan that they want to ask you to meet." Lin Jingwen put down the document and said.

"Well, you can arrange the time." Song Zhicheng hummed, but still didn't look back, only showing a curved and handsome side face.

"Okay." Lin Jingwen began to wonder, what program made Mr. Song so fascinated by watching it?
"Duojin, what should I do if I still want to kiss you?" On the stage, the fans who were hugged by You Qian made another request.

"Eh...this girl, you can't break the rules." The host hurriedly answered.

Song Zhicheng's face darkened instantly.

Lin Jingwen suddenly realized that it turned out to be a program related to his wife.By the way, which program has your wife participated in recently?Recently, Lin Jingwen didn't pay attention to it because of his busy schedule. He thought, let's take a look later.

Song Zhicheng suddenly raised his head and asked coldly, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

Lin Jingwen: "..."

This scene was very embarrassing, Lin Jingwen was ashamed, but didn't say anything, turned around, his eyes stayed by the crib beside him for a few seconds, Song Gungun was sleeping soundly on the crib, Lin Jingwen's eyes couldn't help softening.

What a cute little guy, completely different from Mr. Song who has a cold aura.

After following the big boss for so long, Lin Jingwen never thought about what it would be like for Song Zhicheng to become a father, but after seeing him for real, he admired Mr. Song from the bottom of his heart.

Bringing up children is not as easy as it seems on the surface, not to mention Mr. Song does everything for the children himself. Although Mr. Song is not a good husband, he is definitely a good father.

When Lin Jingwen exited the office, Song Zhicheng still didn't look up, but when he heard a small voice from the crib, he suddenly moved his eyes away from the screen.

He found that Song Gungun was kicking his legs and the quilt again.

Song Zhicheng stood up, covered the kicked-off quilt again, and lowered his head to kiss Song Gungun's face.

Song Gungun closed his eyes and hummed, but he never woke up.

Song Zhicheng stood for a while, then returned to his desk.

After a while, he pursed his lips, raised his hand slightly, and picked one from the list of gifts on the Caijiao live broadcast platform, entered a series of zeros, then entered the password, and pressed OK.

So, the fans watching the live broadcast platform suddenly saw a local tyrant floating in the air.

[You Qian is my wife who tipped 10000000 colored peppers! ]
"Damn it! Which local tyrant is this?"

"Fuck! It's a big deal."

"Although you are a local tyrant, I don't like your name, because Duojin belongs to me!"

"Secondary! You Qian is mine! Mine! Mine!"

"Local tyrants are the most annoying! Don't think you are rich, my Duojin family is your wife."

"Hey! Don't you think this guy's evil and crazy style is a little familiar? And this name... this name..." The netizen who was typing suddenly thought of a very bad thing in the past, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Ah~ Now that I said that, I remembered it too. The guy who was making trouble in the post bar! Fuck!" The enemy was so jealous when they met each other, this netizen stared at the screen and his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Local tyrant! Come out and die!"

"Local tyrant! Come out and take an arrow from me!"

"Local tyrant! Come out and eat me!"

"I really want to hit him! This guy is so hateful! The resources I managed to sort out in the post bar are not fully restored now."

Now because [You Qian is my wife] suddenly appeared, most of the netizens watching the live broadcast in front of the screen are of course You Qian’s fans, who are active on Weibo, post bars, and forums It seems that everyone has heard of the feat of a few words [You Qian is my wife] singled out the entire post bar, and now seeing this guy show up...

Tsk tsk... Many people didn't even watch You Qian's interaction with other people, and they all excitedly sent bullet screens to denounce [You Qian is my wife] this guy.

Regarding the sensation caused by his appearance, Song Zhicheng didn't take it seriously, glanced at it casually, raised his hand again, entered a series of zeros, and clicked to confirm.

Therefore, of course, the netizens who scolded impassionedly, before they had time to drink their saliva, they saw another line of blood red typing before their eyes.

[You Qian is my wife who rewarded 10000000 colored peppers! ]
Everyone is dumbfounded!

Everyone was dumbfounded!
This is contempt!Red|naked|naked contempt!Ma Dan!It's amazing to be rich!So, all the people who were spitting all over the mouth just now changed their words and typed.

"Ahhh~ local tyrant! Please support me!"

"Local~ Are you still short of a wife? I won't compete with Duo Jin for the position of the wife, so I'll just be a concubine, no! Second wife! Third wife! Fourth wife is also fine!"

"Local tyrant! Local tyrant! Weeping and begging for support!"

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and stared at the screen, ignoring the wailing netizens.

"Thank you for coming all the way to this event, thank you..." The event scene had come to an end, and as the host's voice fell to the ground, You Qian left under the guidance of the staff.

Song Zhicheng immediately turned off the screen.

 Someone asked me to leave a message under the chapter, can I see it, the answer is yes, I can see all the messages, so if you want to say something to me, you can leave a message\(^o^)/~
  Today is very Calvin, Kavin's head is blank.

  Just one more chapter, everyone don't wait for me anymore.I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really feel sorry for the little angels who are chasing the text, because I know the hard work of chasing the text.touch

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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