Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

After answering, Song Nanzhi realized that he subconsciously told the truth, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

But Zuo Xinxin curled her lips: "I really deserve a beating."

Song Nanzhi looked at Zuo Xinxin in surprise, he didn't expect that such words would come out of her mouth, he suddenly laughed, feeling that he knew Zuo Xinxin again.

At this time, Song Qizhang also recovered, and said angrily: "What are you doing standing there? I raised you to perform acrobatics. I have been bullied now. Why are you standing here if you don't beat me back?!"

Song Nanzhi looked pale: "I advise you to think about it!"

The bodyguards looked at each other, but did not dare to move.

They were originally ordered by Song Weifeng to watch over Song Qizhang, but they were brought to City C by the latter. They had already violated Song Weifeng's order. If Song Nanzhi was beaten again, their jobs would definitely be lost.

Although Song Qizhang had one illegitimate child, they knew that no matter how shameful Song Nanzhi's status was, he was the eldest grandson that Mrs. Song had acknowledged, and he was the young master of the Song family.

The bodyguards didn't move, and Song Qizhang spat out: "Idiots, trash, I'll fire you when I go back!"

As he said that, he looked at Song Nanzhi viciously, as if he was going to do it himself, but just after taking two steps, the wound was involved, and he grinned for a while.

Looking at Song Nanzhi who was unharmed, Song Qizhang took two steps back silently, and scolded, "I'll go back and tell grandma to beat me, and see how you end up!"

Everyone: "..." It turns out that he is also a vicious guy.

Seeing that the bodyguards did not dare to move, Zuo Xinxin felt relieved, and then stood aside and ate melons silently.

Song Nanzhi snorted coldly: "Grandma gave me the project herself. You didn't stay in Xiangcheng to repent, and you brought people to make trouble, which delayed the progress of the project. Do you think grandma will forgive you?"

If it was in the past, Song Qizhang felt that he could solve it by acting coquettishly, but the situation is different now.

He opened his mouth for a long while without saying a word, and suddenly saw the three responsible persons who were dumbfounded on the sofa beside him, and seemed to gain confidence again, and said, "I'm here to take them back. They are my people. Now I The company is short of people, I want to bring them back!"

Being named again by Song Qizhang, the three persons in charge were almost crying. Song Qizhang's posture was not here to take them back, it would be good not to tie them back.

And they don't want to go back at all!
Zuo Xinxin suddenly said: "You want them to go back, don't you need to ask their opinions?"

In a word, everyone turned their attention to the three persons in charge.

In desperation, the three big men shook their heads in unison.

Song Qizhang's face suddenly turned ugly: "I don't care, anyway, my company is short of people, and I will take them away."

Song Nanzhi said coldly: "I have no objection if you want to take them, but I need confirmation."

"Confirm what?" Song Qizhang answered subconsciously.

Song Nanzhi said: "Based on your current situation, grandma and second uncle won't even let you touch the project. Where did the company come from, so I want to confirm with them that as long as they let go, you take the entire company away, and I will also no comment."

Song Qizhang: "..."

He came here this time by sneaking out, how dare he let Song Weifeng and Song Shuying know.

That's all for Song Shuying, after all, he is her most beloved grandson, if Song Weifeng knew, wouldn't he want to take his skin off? !
"you you……"

Song Qizhang said "you" for a long time, and finally he could only say: "I don't allow you to tell my dad and grandma, I don't want you anymore, let's go!"

After finishing the words, before he left, the assistant's voice sounded outside the office: "Mr. Song, the security guards are here."

Song Qizhang froze and gritted his teeth: "Song Nanzhi, you are so despicable, tell those security guards to get out, I can pretend that you never beat me."

His face was bruised and purple. It was obvious that he had been beaten. How could he pretend that he hadn't been beaten?

Song Nanzhi didn't speak, the assistant at the door couldn't figure out what he meant, so he asked the security guard to wait outside.

Song Qizhang was anxious: "Song Nanzhi, what on earth do you want? I don't care about these people. I want to leave now!"

Seeing him jumping in a hurry, Song Nanzhi walked to the table, picked up the document that had been burned by cigarette butts, and said indifferently: "This document is our latest summary document, and now you have destroyed it."

"What do you want?" Song Qizhang frowned, feeling that Song Nanzhi's words were inexplicable.

Song Nanzhi ignored him, but continued: "You came into the company, dropped two vases, smashed a chair, and now destroyed important documents, do you want to leave like this?"

Song Qizhang finally realized that something was wrong, and retorted loudly: "I have been beaten like this by you, and I don't want anyone anymore. What do you want?"

Song Nanzhi came to Song Qizhang with the document and looked down at him, his narrow eyes were full of coldness: "Song Qizhang, this is not the Song family's old house, no one will spoil you, if you do something wrong, you have to pay for it." There is a price."

This was the first time Zuo Xinxin saw Song Nanzhi like this. Although he was usually taciturn, he was gentle and gentle, like a person with no temper.

Especially Song Qizhang's overt and secret ridicule before, he always smiled lightly, as if he didn't care.

Song Qizhang seemed to be frightened by Song Nanzhi like this, he stumbled and said, "You, what do you want to do, I tell you, I brought bodyguards here, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

That's what he said, but his tongue was almost tied up.

Song Nanzhi snorted and said, "If you don't want the second uncle and grandma to know, you'd better listen to me obediently."

Hearing the joke, Song Qizhang paused: "Are you so kind?" Realizing that there was a trap behind his words, Song Qizhang lowered his face again: "What do you want me to do?"

"Simple."

Song Nanzhi handed the ironed documents to Song Qizhang: "The office area is dirty and the documents are broken. You just need to solve these problems, and I can pretend you never came."

Song Qizhang paused: "So simple?"

Song Nanzhi smiled calmly: "Not enough?"

"Enough is enough." Song Qizhang didn't expect Song Nanzhi to make such a simple request, he quickly took the documents, turned around and yelled at the bodyguard, "Aren't you deaf, didn't you hear Mr. Song say that the office is dirty? Why don't you clean up quickly?!"

This they can!

The bodyguards were shocked, and immediately lowered their heads to look for the broom, but Song Nanzhi said unhurriedly: "It's not you."

Song Qizhang was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard Song Nanzhi continue: "I'm talking about you, Song Qizhang, you are alone, and it's not an office, it's an office area."

Zuo Xinxin suddenly remembered that when she just came in, she did see debris on the floor of the office area, which seemed to be broken by Song Qizhang.

It's just that she didn't expect Song Nanzhi to make this request, but think about it, although it is simple, it is indeed the best punishment for Song Qizhang.

This guy has been bullying others, especially in the name of the young master of the Song family. When they were in charge of the first batch of settlements in City C, Song Qizhang often bullied people in the branch.

Especially the three persons in charge of the office, Song Qizhang almost scolded them bloody, and almost did it.

Hearing Song Nanzhi's punishment of Song Qizhang at this time, Zuo Xinxin couldn't help but twitched the corners of the mouths of the three responsible persons.

Want to laugh, but still have to hold back.

Hearing Song Nanzhi's words, Song Qizhang gritted his teeth: "Song Nanzhi, don't go too far, I'll pay you the vase, can't we let them redo the documents?"

"I want you to make documents, but you don't have this skill, so I have no choice but to settle for the next best thing."

Song Nanzhi's tone was somewhat helpless, as if Song Qizhang's IQ was only good for physical labor.

Song Qizhang's face became more and more ugly: "Don't deceive others too much!"

Asking him to clean up in front of everyone is an insult to him, and Song Qizhang will never accept it!
Song Nanzhi took out his mobile phone: "Then tell me, should I tell the second uncle or grandma first, I respect your opinion."

Respect the ghost's opinion! !

"Don't hit!" Song Qizhang's whole face was distorted, "I'll sweep, can't I sweep it?!"

He hated Song Nanzhi, but he was even more afraid of being beaten by Song Weifeng.

Song Nanzhi showed a teachable look, and then said to the assistant at the door: "Go and get the cleaning tools!"

The assistant didn't know why, but he still brought the tools as quickly as possible.

As soon as he entered the office, the assistant was startled by Song Qizhang's livid face.

After following Song Nanzhi for so long, it was the first time I saw him make a move.

Seeing the broom and dustpan in the assistant's hand, Song Qizhang was so angry that his face was contorted. He glanced at the bodyguards, grabbed the tools and went out cursing.

"Song Nanzhi, the dog day, today's revenge, I will definitely avenge it... What to look at, let's dig out your eyeballs and put them into necklaces!!"

Song Qizhang's exasperated voice sounded outside the door, and many people subconsciously followed his words and thought about it, and immediately got goosebumps all over their bodies.

Song Nanzhi glanced at the assistant: "Let the security guard keep an eye on him, and tell me in time if there is any situation."

The assistant hurriedly left.

Song Nanzhi looked at the bodyguard again: "You are..."

Among them, the person who seemed to be the head of the bodyguard immediately replied: "We are ordered by Master Song Er to watch over Young Master Qi Zhang."

After a pause, he hurriedly added: "Master Nan, don't worry, we won't say anything."

Song Nanzhi didn't say a word, they won't say it, it doesn't mean things won't spread to the old house.

Glancing at the documents on the table full of smoke holes, Song Nanzhi's eyes flickered.

One of the persons in charge immediately got up and said, "I'll print another copy."

Song Nanzhi nodded slightly, and asked the bodyguards to go outside to accompany Song Qizhang, then opened the window by a third to let the smell of smoke dissipate, and then glanced at Zuo Xinxin: "Come and sit."

After Song Qizhang was sent outside, the matter was considered to be over, and the work still had to continue.

Zuo Xinxin couldn't help admiring Song Nanzhi's psychological quality, and sat down according to his words: "If you beat him like that, I'm afraid he will hate you even more."

Song Nanzhi said calmly: "If he doesn't make trouble, I won't do it."

The last time he did anything to Song Qizhang was when he was a child, Song Qizhang laughed at him as a bastard.

It was hard to imagine that a child who was only ten years old would spit out this word, and then he gave Song Qizhang a push.

It was that time that Song Qizhang had a scar at the corner of his eye.

But it's been so long, Song Nanzhi doesn't need to say it, no one will believe it anyway.