Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Throughout the night, Song Mengsheng was working on design revisions at high speed.

It wasn't until the sky showed fish belly white and the sun gradually sprinkled on the earth that the work was completed.

Seeing that there are still two hours before work, I hurried back to my room to catch up on sleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, he was woken up by the sound of a phone call.

She closed her eyes, grabbed the phone casually, and swipe to the right with her fingertips: "Hey, who is it?"

There was a soft voice on the phone.

"My baby girl hasn't woken up yet? Isn't your father back? When will you find time to go home for dinner?"

It's Mother Song.

Song Mengsheng slowly opened his eyes, and yawned lazily: "Zhang Han didn't invite you to dinner, did he?"

"He asked us out, but of course the first thing your father did when he came home was to see his family, so he refused."

"It's beautiful to refuse!"

She sat up happily: "I have time these two days, I'll ask Bo Shen."

Song's mother couldn't help worrying: "You and him..."

"I've been relaxing with him recently, don't worry."

Song Mengsheng quickly washed and changed his clothes, and when Lu Boshen was not at work, he quickly stopped him and asked, "Are you free to go back to my house to have dinner together tonight? I sincerely invite you on behalf of my parents."

Lu Baishen fell silent for a while, and a half-smile flashed across his handsome face: "Do you think it's necessary for me to go?"

"Of course it is necessary. Who told you to be my husband? And my parents miss you very much. The family has dinner, and you are indispensable." Song Mengsheng tugged on Lu Baishen's sleeve with a smile.

Lu Bai's eyes were as dark as ink, and his indifferent expression was also elusive: "You want me to go?"

"I really want you to go, you are also my family." Song Mengsheng continued to play the emotional card affectionately.

"Send the time and place to my phone." Lu Baishen turned and left indifferently.

Song Mengsheng silently made a "yeah" gesture behind him!

……

According to the two people's agreement the night before, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Mengsheng appeared at the gate of Lu's Group as scheduled.

The front desk lady saw that Song Mengsheng hadn't been blocked a few times before, so she enthusiastically led Song Mengsheng into the president's office floor.

"Young Mistress, please wait for a while. The previous meeting of Mr. Lu is not over yet, and it should be soon."

Song Mengsheng smiled slightly and nodded: "Okay, go to work, I'll sit here for a while."

As soon as the front desk lady left, a very unfriendly woman came up behind her.

Xing Niannian came out of the conference room where Lu Baishen was. After seeing Song Mengsheng, he looked down condescendingly: "Are you looking for Young Master Lu? Don't wait, his meeting won't end for a while."

"Oh, thank you." Song Mengsheng sat on the chair next to the front desk, and responded lightly out of politeness.

Xing Niannian sneered with his arms folded: "It's really impolite to sit and talk to others, and yes, it's not really a lady."

Song Mengsheng raised her eyes slowly, and asked lazily: "Then what do you think Miss Da is like? Is it like you? Provocative and arrogant?"

Xing Niannian's face darkened: "That's what you understand."

"Every lady is very well-bred, but someone opened my eyes." Song Mengsheng raised her pink lips mockingly, put the design draft on the seat beside her, and looked away with disdain.

Xing Niannian narrowed his eyes: "What right do you have to look down on me?"

"It's just because my family, Bai Shenming, is married, but you insist on being a mistress." Song Mengsheng sarcastically, lowered his head and played with his nails, completely ignoring Xing Niannian, his love rival.

Xing Niannian was so angry that he adjusted his standing posture, turned around and stood in front of Song Mengsheng: "I think you are shameless, you like so many men, and you still want to dominate Lu Shao."

Song Mengsheng smiled suddenly, as if she was a genuine young mistress of the Lu family: "Yo, why don't you call yourself out? If you don't have the support of your family background, what kind of lady are you? You don't even have the qualifications to be a mistress."

Xing Niannian smiled coldly, bent slightly, and looked down contemptuously: "What about you? Do you think you are fine?"

"I don't need you to understand my goodness! If you have nothing to do after the meeting, go back to your company early and stay here every day. People who don't know will think you are going to betray this company!"

Song Mengsheng stood up suddenly, her clear and bright eyes showed obvious alienation and warning.

Xing Niannian raised his foot and was about to walk back to Lu Baishen's office: "If you talk about betrayal, who is better than you? Don't let such an excellent man go, so you have to keep some fresh meat! Oh, I remember that Zhang Han seemed like With other women, let you pry them over? After all, you are the veritable mistress. Hmph, I don't bother to talk to you, I'll wait for Mr. Lu to come out. "

"Don't mention Zhang Han to me. I have nothing to do with him. I advise you to stay where you are cool."

Song Mengsheng reached out to stop Xing Niannian: "By the way, I warn you, I am the young lady of the Lu Group, and I have the right to drive away anyone here."

"You! Song Mengsheng, just exercise your young mistress' rights! See if everyone recognizes you!" Xing Niannian shook off Song Mengsheng's arm forcefully.

Song Mengsheng turned his head and glanced at the secretary at the front desk of the president's office, and ordered unhurriedly: "Drive people away."

The secretary at the front desk immediately stood up and stretched out his hand to Xing Niannian: "I'm sorry, Miss Xing, there are regulations on the president's office floor. After the meeting, idlers are not allowed to stay."

"Did you make a mistake? I'm a casual person?" Xing Niannian reached out and pushed the secretary at the front desk.

Song Mengsheng quickly reached out to stop him, and clasped Xing Niannian's arm tightly: "What are you doing? If you do it again, I will call security."

Xing Niannian struggled hard: "Stop threatening me! I'm too lazy to talk to you, so I'm leaving now! You wait until the next time I meet Young Master Lu!"

Song Mengsheng sneered and let go of his hands, symbolically blowing the dust on his hands: "Then what are you talking about?"

In fact, it was within her expectation that the secretary at the front desk could drive people away.

I have heard it on the Internet a long time ago that the people of the Lu Corporation are well-trained.

so...

Who would offend her, the young mistress in name, for an outsider?
Besides, she also has a background!It's just that I usually don't want to show it off...

Song Mengsheng and Xing Niannian continued to wait for Lu Baishen after fighting wits and courage.

However, how did she know that Xing Niannian was more angry than she could say, so she turned around and sent a few messages to Xiao Sheng.

It means, let Xiao Sheng find a way to distract Song Mengsheng.

Xiao Sheng himself looked down on Song Mengsheng's actions, so he readily agreed, and then called the secretary at the front desk.

It is said that the meeting on Lu Baishen's side will take a long time to end, so let Song Mengsheng come back another day.

"I'm really sorry."

The secretary at the front desk told the truth.

"Okay then, I'll make an appointment with Mr. Lu later."

Song Mengsheng also felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

Thinking about how long he had struggled day and night, he didn't even see Lu Baishen's face in the end.

"Hey, you can't complain about being a person and doing things."

She took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of Lu's president's office floor.

When they entered the lobby on the first floor, they saw that it was almost time to get off work, so they simply sat in the coffee shop on the side of the first floor, planning to wait for Lu Boshen to go home and have dinner together after get off work.

In the middle, Song Mengsheng was still in the nearby shopping mall, quickly sweeping a circle of gifts for the family.

At this time, Lu Boshen's meeting ended.

"I hope to see a more perfect plan at the next meeting."

Lu Baishen's handsome and upright figure carried innate dignity and elegance, commanding domineeringly and awe-inspiringly.

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the meeting room with steady and powerful steps.

Just two steps away, the narrow and deep sharp eyes looked at the assistant beside him: "Let Song Mengsheng come to my office."

Xiao Sheng's mind sank, and he pretended to call the secretary at the front desk: "Young Mistress, are you still waiting? Are you leaving?"

"Already gone." The secretary at the front desk replied quickly.

Xiao Sheng replied to Lu Boshen with a flat face: "Mr. Lu, the young mistress has already left, and said to make an appointment with you another day."

Lu Baishen's face suddenly darkened: "She made a strong promise last night that she will definitely deliver it to me today."

Xiao Sheng sighed lightly: "Maybe the meeting time is too long."

"Tell her that the Lu Group never cooperates with those who miss appointments." Lu Baishen's sharp-edged handsome face has returned to a calm expression.

"Yes." Xiao Sheng bowed his head in response.

But I was thinking secretly in my heart, Song Mengsheng, Song Mengsheng, don't blame me for doing this, I did it for our Young Master Lu!
You said you were so sorry for him, why are you still entangled with him?
He deserves a better woman.

……

At this moment, Song Mengsheng was sitting in the coffee shop downstairs, playing with his mobile phone boredly.

Guessing it was time to get off work, I hurried to the front desk and asked, "Where is my husband's exclusive parking space?"

"In this direction."

The front desk showed Song Mengsheng a map.

Song Mengsheng took a picture with his mobile phone, then went into the elevator with the big bags and small bags, and waited directly in the president's exclusive parking space.

Not long after, Lu Baishen's handsome figure appeared in front of him.

Because Song Mengsheng didn't talk about work, he was a little bit depressed at first, thinking about one thing and one thing, he smiled and said, "Husband, are you finished with the meeting? Then let's go home and have dinner!" Mom and Dad have already started cooking!"

Lu Boshen went straight to the car door, and gave her a deep and cold look: "Song Mengsheng, it's fun to break promises to others again and again, doesn't it?"

Song Mengsheng blinked and straightened his back: "I have not broken my promise to anyone. I came here today, but you have been in meetings and asked me to leave early."

Lu Boshen leaned on the car door, his stern face was a bit aggressive: "Excuse."

Song Mengsheng's beautiful eyes flashed, otherwise I don't know what to say: "You don't like to make excuses, well, I won't deliberately explain to you. But I want to tell you that I attach great importance to this cooperation, otherwise I will I won’t fight like this. I ask you to give me another time to renegotiate for the sake of my hard work.”

Lu Boshen didn't say anything, just laughed coldly, opened the door and got into the car.

Song Mengsheng stood outside the car, and quickly resent the location to Lu Baishen's mobile phone: "I don't talk to you about business after work, now, you can always go home and have dinner with me, right?"

She looked at him quietly, feeling a little nervous.

I'm afraid that Lu Boshen will change his mind and refuse...