Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 269 Hello President!
There was no SR competition on the second day, so Xia Lang went to the company early in the morning.

Lian suddenly wanted to see his working environment, packed a lunch, and took a taxi to Song Group.

The headquarters of the Song Group is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center, with more than 30 floors, which was a landmark building many years ago.

In recent years, competitions have been built one after another around the area. Although the Song family has fallen into the usual situation, when there is a promotional video in the city, the Song family is still the first to be among them.

The lady at the front desk was taking advantage of the lack of people to touch up her makeup. When Shi Lian came over with a lunch box, she just touched her eyebrows.

Since Shi Lian didn't have an appointment, he asked very politely: "Hi, I'm looking for Xia Lang, please check for me which floor he is on."

The lady at the front desk glanced at her. Shi Lian was wearing an ordinary white T and jeans, and the total amount of money on her body was probably less than 300 yuan.

"Wait for a while." The front desk put Shi Lian aside indifferently, and compared his eyebrows with mirrors from left to right. He always felt that one side of his eyebrows had been raised, and he wished to wipe it off with makeup remover and apply it again.

Shi Lian waited patiently, and after 10 minutes, the receptionist trimmed his eyebrows, took out a lipstick from his bag, and painted it meticulously.

Shi Lian was a little impatient, she didn't put on makeup often, so she really didn't know what to do with her palm-sized face.

She glanced at her watch, it was past meal time.

I don't know if Xia Lang went out to eat, if so, it would be a waste of time for her to go.

"Miss……"

This sudden voice made the front desk's hands tremble, and the lipstick came out a little. Of course, in Shi Lian's view, he didn't check at all.

"Check it out for me..."

The front desk slapped the lipstick on the table violently, and yelled at Shi Lian angrily: "What's your name, don't you see what I'm doing? Xia Lang, right? If there's no such person, you hurry up and don't stay here block the way."

After she finished speaking, she muttered something in a low voice.

Shi Lian's ears were sharp, and he heard that it was a dirty word.

Shi Lian thought that there was no disrespect in any way, but this lady at the front desk was unusual.

Those who don't know may think that she has some kind of close relationship with the president's family, and the arrogant ones will go to heaven.

Shi Lian's expression calmed down. She took out her mobile phone from her butt pocket. She was about to call Xia Lang, but after thinking about it, she scrolled up and found Mr. Song's phone number.

Just as she was about to click on the phone number, the elevator more than ten meters away suddenly opened, and several people in suits and leather shoes came out.

Like a well-trained dog, the front desk packed all the cosmetics on the table into a small leather bag, frowned and gestured to Shi Lian: "Hurry up, don't stay here, if you offend our president, you will be punished." It doesn't look good when the security guard throws it out!"

President?Isn't that my dear brother-in-law?
Shi Lian turned around, and sure enough, he saw Song Qi approaching, with Xia Lang standing beside him, and the two of them were discussing something.

Wearing a black suit, Xia Lang has broad shoulders and long legs. Standing next to Song Qi, his aura does not appear weak. On the contrary, he has the majestic vigor of a young man.

In the eyes of some white-collar workers, this kind of fresh meat is more popular than mature men.

Not long after Xia Lang came, he had already received no less than double digits of friendly signals.

The two of them didn't know what topic they were talking about, and they were so absorbed that they didn't see Shi Lian at first.

The receptionist straightened his cuffs, bowed at 30 degrees, smiled and showed eight white and translucent porcelain teeth, and shouted in a perfect, sweet voice: "Hello, President!"

(End of this chapter)