After being warned by Huo Tianhao, song Weiping finally settled down a lot, and song Weiyu was not harassed again, but what song Weiping said in the office was not small. She thought she would hear about it in the company, and even was ready to be asked, but to her surprise, no one talked about it, at least in the open.

Although it was a surprise, I have to say that song Weiyu was relieved.

She quickly put it down and began to be busy with her work. Song Weiyu was the director of the marketing department. At the beginning of her tenure, she was not allowed to handle many jobs, but after she proved her strength and Huo Tianhao's default, the work was gradually transferred to her hand.

So song Weiyu worked more and more, but she handled it perfectly. Several executives who had complained about her began to praise her, and privately said a lot of good things to song Weiyu.

"Director Song, this is the purpose document you need today." Song Weiyu's assistant is a woman just over 30, named Luo Shenhe, smart and capable. "There is a meeting on the 35th floor at 3 p.m. that you need to attend. This is the document you need at that time. Please have a look."

"I see. Thank you." Song Weiyu quickly knocked the last few words, pressed enter and sent the document to Luo Shenhe. "You can print and bind this document for me."

"OK."

Song Weiyu sat up all morning with sore back and legs. He stood up and stretched his body. He walked to the window with coffee and looked down. Her office is on the same floor as Huo Tianhao's, but several other directors are on the lower floor. Song Weiyu once asked curiously, but only got an answer from the downstairs office.

Suddenly there was a hearty cry downstairs.

"I like you!"

"Will you marry me?"

Song Weiyu raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of the sound. Downstairs, there was a convertible sports car with balloons hanging on the steering wheel. A large number of red roses paved a huge love. In the center of the love stood a man with a straight suit and slightly fat. Looking down from above, you could find faint signs of baldness.

Many onlookers have gathered around him, and many people are still shooting with mobile phones.

The man held up his horn and shouted to the building, "Cheng Cheng, I love you!!"

"Marry me, will you?"

Cheng Cheng is a little familiar with the name.

Song Weiyu thought about it and found out the man's information from the depths of his mind.

Cheng Cheng was ma Tingting's assistant before. When song Weiyu first came to the company, Cheng Cheng was responsible for the handover of relevant work. Ma Tingting was a straw bag, and Cheng was responsible for almost all work.

She is a tall but introverted girl. She doesn't talk much but has excellent working ability.

Just thinking, the man downstairs began to shout with a horn: "Cheng Cheng, I love you! Marry me!"

“……”

Song Weiyu poked out her head and took another look. The man was really angry. She shouted for five minutes without rest. She shook her head and went back to her desk to continue working.

She thought the proposal farce should end soon, but when she went downstairs to the canteen for lunch half an hour later, she saw Cheng Cheng in the lobby.

Cheng Cheng is surrounded by several men. In front of her is the man who is shouting to propose with a trumpet. He is proposing with a bunch of roses, but Cheng Cheng is obviously unwilling. He looks almost crying and waves his hand to refuse.

Song Weiyu looked at it. He turned his direction to the foot of the canteen and went to Cheng Cheng: "you go to eat first, and I'll come back later."

"I really don't like you. We're not suitable. Go back quickly." Cheng Cheng shouted anxiously. His eyes crossed the people around him. His eyes were wrapped in tears and looked very poor.

"Cheng Cheng, please marry me. You say you don't want to fall in love. Let's get married directly, OK?" The man held the rose and said with both voice and emotion.

Cheng Cheng's expression becomes more and more ugly. They just met at a blind date banquet. She doesn't catch a cold with men, but men stick up like brown sugar.

In fact, this man was also cheated by others. They have a common friend. This friend usually likes to pull coal and say fate, and also likes to give people bad advice.

That day, a group of them went out to dinner. When the man talked about it, the friend began to analyze it and finally came to the conclusion that Cheng Cheng thought he was too rich and insecure, but he still liked him.

When a man thought about it, he simply proposed directly.

Cheng Cheng is angry and afraid. She doesn't want to marry the man in front of her at all. She doesn't like him at all.

She looked around for help, but no one came forward to help her.

Also, who will waste their time to help her?

Cheng Cheng thinks in frustration.

"Oh, forced marriage?"

Song Weiyu stood behind Cheng Cheng, holding her hand with one hand, pulled her out of the encirclement of several people, and said sarcastically.

She was wearing a suit and didn't smile. Her beautiful eyes tilted with an inexplicable momentum. The other people looked at each other and the one who proposed first said, "who are you? We're proposing. It has nothing to do with you."

Song Weiyu ignored him, looked around and waved to Huo's cleaning aunt, "aunt, please come and clean up these flowers."

"What do you mean?" The cleaning aunt didn't dare to move, but the man's face changed.

"That's what I mean." Song Weiyu let go of Cheng Cheng's hand and patted her on the shoulder. "If you don't go again, the car will be swept for you."

"Who do you think you are -" the men were so excited that they came together and wanted to surround.

"If I don't go, I'll call the police." Song Weiyu shook his cell phone.

"You report!" One of the men waved his hand, "I'm afraid --"

Before he finished, he was held by another person around him. The man said inexplicably, "what are you pulling me for?"

"She's an executive of Huo's. don't offend." The man holding him pointed to the famous brand hanging on her chest, which is the unique dark blue of Huo's high-rise.

"Police station? I want to call the police..." Song Weiyu said calmly to his mobile phone.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no The man who proposed hurriedly stopped song Weiyu's phone call.

With that, several people were ready to leave.

"Wait," the voice behind him was very light, but several men still heard it clearly. Song Weiyu kicked the roses at his feet. "Clear this thing away and keep it. Who's trying to get in the way?"

Of course, several men didn't clean up the venue. They just took some symbolic roses and got on the bus. When they left, the balloon on the steering wheel was still untied for a long time. Finally, they directly took a lighter and burned the bound line, leaving a half cut line on the steering wheel.

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