Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Hey!” Mr. Cai held the information and glanced at Yang Zhuo coldly, then strode away.

"Yang Zhuo, what you said just now is too much. Can a Mrs. Gu take a ruthless Song and deliberately kill?"

"Did you not watch the video of the Dragon Palace event? Even if you didn't read it, have you heard about it? Mrs. Gu is now a red man in M ​​City. I don't know how many people worship her, respect her, she will die. Killing people. People are carrying money to save Song, who is about to close down. They are being embarrassed by you. If I am, I will tell you right away."

"Song has come over, the company may not go bankrupt. Song always comes, the company is sure to close down, if the company goes bankrupt, we will go bankrupt. People are kind enough to save Song, do you still say people? I know that you always want to be president But do you have this ability? Can you come up with five hundred million?"

"The meeting is over, let's go, I see that Song is also a capable person. In the future, we will cooperate with her work."

"If Song is to return to life again, I don't have to worry about it all day."

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The directors blamed Yang Zhuo for a while and then dispersed.

Yang Zhuo sat there, listening to their words, his heart trembled.

Song Wu worry will not really let him pay the price he just said.

Yang Zhuo has a kind of hunch that will not be as comfortable as before in the days of Song.

Song Wuyou returned to the president's office.

The secretary put the information on her desk.

"Song, do you want tea or coffee?" asked the secretary.

Song Wuwei looked at the secretary, the secretary was very young, his body was good, and his skin was very white.

She wore a navy blue knee-length dress with a beige coat on the outside.

Fresh, stylish and showcasing.

When the other departments were familiar with the environment in the morning, some women's professional dresses were too short.

A few are still very low-cut, and the chest is ready to come out.

Sitting in a chair, standing a little farther, you can see their little underwear with low eyes.

"Secretary Liu, did the company not give you a professional suit?" Song asked.

Secretary Liu shook his head: "No."

“If the words go on, the company will customize the professional wear for them and let them report their height and weight.”

Secretary Liu Weiwei, then nodded: "Okay, I will inform the departments immediately."

"Go back to work." Song said without worry.

"Okay, Song."

After Secretary Liu went out, Song Wushou took out the phone and called Gu Yu.

Gu Yu did not answer, hang up directly.

Song Wushao spoke up on the phone, his face was cute and cute, and he was just like two directors facing Song’s directors.

Auntie did not answer the phone, it must be busy, he is a workaholic.

She just finished thinking like this, and the screen of the mobile phone that has not been darkened is flashing.

The picture shows the face of Gu Jun.

Song Wu worry sweet smile, good, even video chat.

Song Wuyou answered the answer.

Gu Yuhou’s low voice passed gently: “How does the CEO feel?”

Song Wushou smiled at him: "Are you not in the presence? How do you feel like asking me?"

"Do you have any old-fashioned old man who is embarrassed?" Gu Yu asked.

Old man?

Are they still not old?

"The old man is not embarrassing me, there is a young embarrassment for me."

"Yang Zhuo?" Gu Yu raised his eyebrows unpleasantly.

"How do you know him?" Song was amazed.

"My wife is going to work there, the terrain structure, the relationship between the people, can I not figure it out?" Gu Yu said coolly.