Dressed as the boss's palm pet

"It can be understood in this way." Lu Baishen sat lazily and casually by the bed, his sharp eyes flashing with a dangerous edge.

Song Mengsheng's meticulous eyebrows twisted into twists, took a signature pen, and gestured twice at the signature: "Yes, it seems that if you don't do this, I really have no credibility with you."

As she spoke, her mind was running fast, recalling the plot of the original book.

Yuanshen indeed seems to have sponsored Liang Wenning to make a TV series.

It seems that there are sponsorship funds waiting to be paid later...

And now...

Song Mengsheng raised his head and looked at Lu Baishen seriously: "I have one last question before signing. When I went to sponsor, I signed a breach of contract clause with the other party. I don't know how much compensation I have to pay... If the money is not enough, Can I..."

Lu Boshen directly took out a bank card from his suit pocket, and put it on the bed in front of Song Mengsheng: "The liquidated damages will be paid by Lu."

"Then I have no doubts." Song Mengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and signed his name without hesitation.

At the same time, he said something secretly in his heart.

Liang Wenning, in the final analysis, I won't sponsor you in the future, and the compensation will be doubled all of a sudden. In fact, you are making a lot of money in a short period of time!
I don't owe you anything!

You can figure out a way for the crew, I'm really sorry!

Lu Baishen watched her move so neatly, and there was a little inquiry in his deep and cold eyes.

Song Mengsheng spread his hands casually, and said nonchalantly, "Look, I've already signed it, so I won't have any contact with him in the future."

She has already done this, and really doesn't know how to prove herself.

It is also true that the intimacy of the two people in the photo cannot be washed away, so they can only sever the relationship like this.

Lu Boshen adjusted his tie a little, stretched out his hand to roll up the delicate cufflinks, took the signed document, got up and was about to leave: "It's nothing, go to bed early."

Seeing that the anger in Lu Boshen's heart had subsided a lot, Song Mengsheng personally sent him away: "Then you should go to bed early too. Good night, have a good dream."

Lu Baishen's footsteps paused, and he stood at the door of the room without looking back, with a faint murderous look in his indifferent voice: "Don't forget my warning to you."

Song Mengsheng paused for a while when closing the door, said "um", and continued to twist the handle.

Hey, it seems that it's time for her to learn about her past self from others.

If there is another accident...

Needless to say, after going through a miserable life, he will die directly at the hands of Lu Baishen...

……

The next day, at breakfast time...

Song Mengsheng looked at the man who was dining elegantly opposite him, quietly lowered his head, and quietly flipped through his phone.

When she just woke up, she saw the news announcement that she had withdrawn the investment sponsorship to Liang Wenning.

You don't even need to look at it, the announcements must be flying all over the sky.

What surprised her was that Liang Wenning and the company's official Weibo did not respond.

On the contrary, Liang Wenning kept calling her.

It took more than an hour from her to the dining table.

Thinking back to this, Song Mengsheng saw that the phone was still buzzing and vibrating, and simply turned on the silent mode.

But the phone screen keeps flickering.

Seeing the man on the opposite side took a deep look at himself, there was a trace of coldness all over his body.

"Sorry." Song Mengsheng directly buckled the phone on the table.

Lu Bai's cold and deep eyes turned to her mobile phone, and he stretched out his hand coldly and proudly: "Give me the mobile phone."

"Okay." Song Mengsheng quickly handed it over.

Unexpectedly, Lu Boshen directly opened the phone card slot quite domineeringly.

When Song Mengsheng was watching in doubt, he quickly took out the phone card——

With a click, it was broken into two halves.

When she raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, she accurately threw it into the trash can with a perfect parabolic arc.

Afterwards, Lu Bai said in a deep voice, "It's too noisy."

"Oh." Song Mengsheng glanced at the calling card distressedly, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

She just completed the new mobile phone address book!
Hundreds of thousands of people, one by one to filter to determine the friendship, and then save it is really troublesome...

Now I have to change the calling card again...

But looking at the calm man across the way, his heart beats slightly faster.

That handsome appearance just now looks pretty cool!
As expected of the domineering president in my novel.

After breakfast, Song Mengsheng hurriedly went to the business hall to re-apply for a new phone number, and then tried to re-create the mobile phone address book.

When they arrived at the company, the employees below brought a piece of good news.

"Mr. Song, Zhao Cheng, a big client we had contacted before, contacted him again after returning from overseas in the past two days, and is going to talk about high-end private custom jewelry design."

Song Mengsheng patted the employee on the shoulder encouragingly: "Good job!"

The employee smiled happily, and continued to report: "They said that Zhao Cheng is free this afternoon. Do you have time to meet up? Or wait until the weekend before you will be free again."

Song Mengsheng frowned, put down her bag, and thought about her itinerary: "Then arrange it for this afternoon. You go and ask him if he is in the company, and I will arrange a place to treat him to afternoon tea."

Thinking of Song's mother telling herself to stay away from Zhao Cheng, she was somewhat on guard and planned to set the meeting place in the pedestrian street in the city center.

If Zhao Cheng wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't dare to mess around in crowded places.

If it's just a picky and difficult client, she has the confidence to persuade him and get him done!
Zhao Cheng quickly agreed.

……

In the afternoon, in the coffee shop we made an appointment with.

Song Mengsheng sat by the window in the corner early in the morning, quietly waiting for Zhao Cheng.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in with a smile on his face.

The man was wearing a gray suit, with a brown briefcase in his left hand, almost in a mature and simple style, and a string of agate bracelets on his hand.

Song Mengsheng saw Zhao Cheng's photo, got up to greet him, and extended his hand with a smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Zhao."

When Zhao Cheng saw the woman across from him, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, and quickly held Song Mengsheng's hand with both hands: "Hello, hello, you are Shen Ningsu's daughter? It's really a big change for a girl, you are much more beautiful than your mother!"

Song Mengsheng smiled modestly, and secretly observed the man in front of him: "You are too much, my mother is much more beautiful in terms of experience and temperament. But you have taken good care of yourself these years, and you have the charm of a mature man .”

In fact, what was said was nothing more than a polite remark.

This Zhao grew up, ordinary and ordinary, but he looks a bit honest.

When looking at himself, the dark eyes are also pure and polite.

It's funny and not that difficult...

Song Mengsheng has not realized other problems at this time...

After sitting down, I chatted with Zhao Cheng about private customization.

Zhao Cheng wants to make a set of high-end custom jewelry designs for his wife as a birthday gift, and also wants to make two custom necklaces for his family.

Song Mengsheng really didn't think much about it, and asked about his specific preferences and needs.

Zhao Cheng smiled and talked for a long time, put one hand on Song Mengsheng's hand, and patted it lightly: "That's about it, try to make it beautiful, you won't lose money, please."

Song Mengsheng withdrew his hand calmly: "You are polite."

The first time I touched her, she felt a little disgusted, thinking that maybe he was really just a polite...

Unexpectedly, Zhao Cheng not only confiscated his hand, but got up and sat next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and deliberately put it in his ear and said: "If Miss Song likes, you can also make a set of jewelry for yourself, and I will pay for it." ,what do you think?"

At the same time, no one noticed that a handsome man just walked out of the high-end coffee shop next door.

The man happened to pass by their floor-to-ceiling windows and saw this scene inadvertently, his face was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Song Mengsheng turned his head to look at the arm on his shoulder, and quickly got up to avoid it.

At this time, Mei Mou was sharp: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhao, thank you for your support to SunGoddess, I only make customized jewelry designs for customers who need it, and I never accept gifts from customers. This is very inappropriate."

Zhao Cheng stood up immediately, and wanted to reach out to hug Song Mengsheng, and deliberately put his face close: "You, why are you as stubborn as your mother? It's okay to accept some gifts. Don't be angry. I'll buy you a drink when I'm free. .”

Song Mengsheng took a step back reflexively, with a sharp voice: "between you and my mother..."

"You said me and your mother. I chased your mother for half a year and wanted her to be with me, but she refused to listen... Now look, her daughter is much better than her. Why don't you follow me? Guaranteed to let you enjoy the bliss of the world every night!"

Zhao Cheng suddenly took off the gold frame.

The man who looked refined and honest before suddenly turned into a wretched face.

With a "snap", Song Mengsheng raised his hand unceremoniously, and slapped the man on the cheek: "Asshole! Hooligan! No wonder my mother said to stay away from you! So you have such dirty thoughts !"

Xu Shi's slap was not enough to relieve his anger, he angrily picked up the coffee in front of him, and poured it on Zhao Cheng's face!

Zhao Cheng was also dumbfounded at the time, raised his hand to touch his hot cheek, and rushed forward angrily.

He glared and grabbed Song Mengsheng's arm: "You little bitch! Your mother is so gentle, how did you give birth to such a bitch!"

"Who are you scolding? You stinky hooligan! You still want to take advantage of me! Everyone, look, married men are playing hooligans!" Song Mengsheng raised his knee and kicked a certain part of Zhao Cheng.

She threw him away vigorously, sarcastically loudly, and at the same time, picked up her bag, and ran towards the door of the coffee shop.

Zhao Cheng is quite strong, she may not be able to beat a little woman, it's better to run first!

Zhao Cheng's complexion suddenly darkened, he looked at the people around him angrily, and was about to chase after Song Mengsheng: "Don't listen to her nonsense! This is just a misunderstanding!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! There is surveillance to prove it!"

Song Mengsheng pushed open the door on the side of the coffee shop with one hand, and rushed out...

However, with a sound of "Alas", she bumped into a strong embrace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jianghu is in an emergency, get out of the way!"

"Where are you going?"

Immediately afterwards, a magnetic and cold voice came from above his head, carrying a penetrating and murderous aura.