Chapter 182 (1/2)

There was a brief silence, and a knock came from the door, clear and abrupt.

Secretary a Zheng, look back at the past, see the beautiful woman standing at the door, immediately witty back to one side, respectfully say hello, ”Miss Song.”

Fashion and temperament of the woman stepped on high-heeled shoes, slowly approached, glanced at her, a cold um, and then looked at the man sitting motionless, the fundus of his eyes glanced gently, ”not finished?”

Shangrui for her appearance, look no change, voice also not how much temperature, ”how did you come?”

The woman put the thermos box in front of him, opened it and said, ”I asked my aunt to cook some rice. It's still hot. You can eat some.”

The secretary looked at the man and said in a low voice, ”Mr. Shang, I still have something to do. I'm going to be busy first.”

Shang Rui waves his hand.

Soon there were two people left in the conference room. When there was no one to talk, there was only a slight collision of tableware, which was inexplicably strange. However, there was no difference in their faces, as if this kind of relationship had become a habit.

The woman is in a red dress and a small coat. Her skin is white and anti-human. She is full of typical golden temperament. Her ten fingers are slender and slender. She is dyed with red nails. She is white and tender. Even the pigeon egg diamond ring on her ring finger has lost its luster.

Facial features are not sweet and charming, but they are very durable. When you don't speak, you have a cool temperament.

Some people, born with a high-level face, is probably her kind.

”No, I have a meeting later. If you haven't eaten, go to my office.” The man stood up slowly, stretched his stiff limbs and went to the window.

After finishing the meal, the woman quickly recovered and said in a low voice: ”there is still time. You can have some. I'll wait for you in the office. I won't disturb you. After eating, let the Secretary clean up and deliver it.”

Then, before he could speak, she took back her hand, turned and left.

Shang Rui looks back at her back, eyes deep.

Office of the president.

The woman pushes the door in, the female secretary is sorting out the document, hears the voice subconsciously to turn back, see is her, light smile, ”Miss Song.”

Without comparison, there is no harm. The female secretary with excellent figure in professional attire also completely lost color in front of women, which shows the difference between ordinary people and rich and famous women.

Her eyes straight to see the Secretary, still warm, but inexplicably more than a bit of pressure, ”what happened to the company recently?”

The secretary was stunned and hesitated

The woman's beautiful eyes narrowed and her voice became colder. ”I'm his wife. I don't have the right to know?”

The Secretary's face turned white.

That's right. Right now, this is their wife, song ran, the eldest lady of the Song family. She is worth more than 100 million yuan. She is absolutely equal to her family. Moreover, she is a famous talented woman in the circle of celebrities.

It's just that they married in secret, so her predecessors have always called her Miss Song.

”There's something wrong with the company...”

The secretary gave her a general account of what had happened in the company.

Song ran takes a cigarette out of her bag, ignites it skillfully, and takes a breath between her lips. Her red lips spit out blue and white smoke, which is her original noble and cool temperament, which makes her feel a bit degenerate.

After listening quietly, she put the cigarette between her fingers and flicked at the ashtray. She asked leisurely, ”he stayed in Nancheng for so long, but didn't get any harvest?”