Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Zhang Ying's heart tightened when she heard this, she shook her head again and again, her voice became softer and softer: "No...it's just...it's a bit vicious to quit all the jobs of a person suddenly..."

Song Mengsheng suddenly picked up the document in front of him, slapped it heavily on the desk, and raised his crisp voice a few pitches: "I'll ask you, do you want to do this job? Do you want to get promoted and get a bonus? "

Then, the conversation turned sharply, like a sharp blade, piercing Zhang Ying's heart fiercely.

"Or—you want to be someone else's follower all the time!"

Zhang Ying trembled all over, with a look of sudden realization: "Of course I want to get promoted and raise my salary. I will definitely do a good job in this job. Please don't worry, Mr. Song."

As she spoke, she bowed deeply again, as if she was awakened by the words.

Song Mengsheng stood up and helped Zhang Ying up, and solemnly stretched out his hand to her: "The people in front are not doing a good job, but when it comes to you later, you should know how to do it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I will never let you down. Thank you Mr. Song for giving me this opportunity." Zhang Ying gave another grateful bow and walked out of Song Mengsheng's office excitedly.

Song Mengsheng smiled coldly the moment the door closed.

This society is so realistic that a few words can pry away a person's little follower.

"Peng Ran, Peng Ran, if you fall into my hands, I can only say that you are unlucky for eight lifetimes..."

Getting you out of the company is just the beginning.

Next, there are still many plays waiting for you to act slowly.

……

After finishing Peng Ran, Song Mengsheng calmed down and began to think about nano-micro-carving technology.

Fortunately, in the world of this book, nano-micro-carving technology has been developed, and there is also a dedicated cooperation team for technology promotion and cooperation.

Song Mengsheng entered Xia Qiqi's office, and quietly said his plan: "In the final analysis, I still want to win the big cooperation of Lu Group."

"You can also look at other groups." Xia Qiqi touched up her makeup with a powder.

Song Mengsheng helped Xia Qiqi to hold up the makeup mirror: "People say that the cooperation of the Lu Group is the most difficult, Zhao Cheng's business can't be negotiated, if I can take down the Lu Group as soon as I come up, you Tell me how accomplished I am.”

Xia Qiqi stretched out her hand and adjusted the position of the makeup mirror: "If you make it, won't everyone think you're going through the back door?"

"But I have works to speak for." Song Mengsheng smiled confidently.

Xia Qiqi put down the powder cake and clapped vigorously: "I appreciate your idea very much. Excellent!"

"So, I don't want outsiders to know our plan. I will leave it to you to contact the technical cooperation side. You can finish it as soon as possible. I will find time to talk to Lu Boshen about the style design." Song Mengsheng faced My girlfriend stretched out her hand.

"No problem!" The two clapped hands tacitly.

This morning was busy, and soon it was time for a lunch break.

Song Mengsheng wanted to lie down in the office and take a good rest, but another unexpected visitor came to the studio.

"My God, this man actually came..."

"Wow, you're so handsome! Sometimes I envy Mr. Song when I think about it. There are so many handsome guys around me..."

Song Mengsheng's sharp eyes quickly looked over.

Those gossiping little girls hurriedly dispersed to hide, for fear of being scolded.

Song Mengsheng withdrew his gaze, walked to the door of the studio with a headache, dragged the visitor, and sat down in a slightly remote coffee shop opposite.

"Tell me, what did you come to see me for?"

Song Mengsheng watched someone bring him a cup of coffee, and asked in a lukewarm tone.

Sitting opposite Song Mengsheng, Zhang Han looked at her tenderly: "Why do you say that? I just miss you, come and see you."

Song Mengsheng was not used to illness, picked up his bag, and made a gesture to get up and leave: "Then you see me now, can I leave? I still have a lot of things to do in the studio."

Zhang Han quickly stretched out his arms and stopped Song Mengsheng's waist, which was so gracious to hold: "Don't go, I miss you so much, you talk to me."

Song Mengsheng put away the disgust in his heart, and avoided it calmly: "You don't usually talk to me like this. You must have something to do, and I won't sit here for long."

Zhang Han hooked the corners of his lips, and thought he was very handsome, and cast an electric eye at Song Mengsheng.

"It's our sister Mengsheng who is smart, she can see through my thoughts at a glance! I have nothing to do, just thinking that I am your boyfriend, and your father has been back from a business trip for so long, and he hasn't had a meal together, or How about you make arrangements for tomorrow night?"

"I'm really sorry, Brother Han, I'm going to talk about a big project recently, and I'm really very busy." Song Mengsheng also took out her mobile phone in a decent manner, and showed her schedule.

Zhang Han didn't care about Song Mengsheng, so he just glanced casually: "Then you're so busy, why don't you be two days late? How about the weekend?"

Song Mengsheng was very embarrassed to put away the phone, and suddenly looked expectantly at Zhang Han: "I don't have time. How about this, our studio is short of big orders recently, or you sign a 500 million one with us, how about it? I There is no need to work overtime!"

Zhang Han's eyes immediately dodged: "This... Sister Mengsheng, you also know that what I said about our company is not counted..."

"I knew you wouldn't help me. Forget it. For me, I'd better continue to work overtime. I wanted to arrange for you to have dinner with my dad, but you saw it too..."

Song Mengsheng helplessly spread his palms, then picked up the coffee, drinking while looking out the window boredly.

Seeing that his goal was not achieved, Zhang Han became a little anxious: "Are you still angry when you saw me and Zhao Mengmeng together that day?"

Song Mengsheng shook his head blankly: "Why should I be angry?"

Damn, sister, I don't like you, why should I be angry?

If it wasn't for revenge for the original body, you thought I would talk to you!
 Zhang Han's nervous expression stretched out: "It's good if you don't get angry, that... how about this, I have a good project here that needs investment, can you see if you want to follow me and continue to contribute money?"

Song Mengsheng tensed up instantly: "I also sponsored before?"

Zhang Han moved his chair anxiously: "There is such a thing."

Song Mengsheng folded his arms and looked at Zhang Han arrogantly: "If I remember correctly, my bank card has not been credited every month. Is it possible that this business is losing money? I can't get any profit?"

Zhang Han held his forehead with one hand in some embarrassment, and his voice was much lower: "That's not enough. Didn't you say that the money should be put in my hands first? It will be our love fund."

Song Mengsheng almost choked on the coffee in his mouth.

"Song Mengsheng" You stupid woman!
If I didn't live in the book for you, I really want to drag you out and strangle you to death.

Zhang Han quickly handed over a tissue: "Actually, the profit is not much. We also said at the beginning that we will use this profit as the investment fund for the next project, so that it will continue to grow."

Song Mengsheng raised his white and clean fingertips, tapped on the table lightly, and thought for a while.

"Well, you should give me the profit of this investment first. When I invested in sponsorship, I took out all my personal savings, and there was a little... other people's money in it, you can understand what I mean Right? Some places I have to fill back."

The latter words are random excuses.

Zhang Han's face changed greatly when he heard this: "But I still lack funds behind my project, not to mention your profits, we still need to continue investing!"

Song Mengsheng shook his head seriously, and said in a serious tone: "To do business in cooperation, you must be honest, and you must see the profit after reasonable distribution. You first give me the profit, and I will see how much I need to keep here. Continue to invest in you."

Cold sweat gradually broke out in Zhang Han's palms: "Can you wait any longer?"

Why didn't the new investment funds get in hand, instead they made a fortune.

"Yes, I can give you two days, right? It's been a while since the previous projects, and your finances must have been recorded."

Song Mengsheng smiled, showing great consideration for this person on his face, but actually did not leave any loopholes for him.

Zhang Han was so forced that he had no choice but to agree reluctantly: "Well, I will take out your share after I have settled with the accountant."

At this moment, the whole person began to feel restless.

Song Mengsheng was too lazy to deal with it.

I got up and stretched my muscles, and raised my eyebrows playfully: "Brother Han, thank you for your understanding and consideration for me. You are so kind. Let's stop here today. I'll go back and study my private room quickly. Money, see if I can..."

When Zhang Han heard that he still had hope, his expression softened a lot: "Well, I will give you news as soon as possible."

Song Mengsheng and Zhang Han separated at the entrance of the coffee shop, and each went back to the company to be busy.

As soon as Song Mengsheng returned to the studio, he quickly found his own finances.

The two sat in the VIP reception room, talking about this matter seriously.

"I don't have a good memory. I didn't expect that there was an investment in Zhang Han's hands. Please help me find out. Is it possible that this money came from the studio or from my father? Or from me? salary card or private money?"

When Song Mengsheng said these words, there was a sense of entanglement that he wanted to pull his bald hair.

How many things did she not know about the original body?

 Sure enough, she was a supporting role in the novel, and the author didn't pay much attention to her.

"I seem to know a little bit... It's the sum of your salary card and private house money... You told me that Lu's will prepare a generous pocket money for you every month." Financial tentative Open your mouth.

Song Mengsheng nodded calmly, and showed the finance company the cooperation news he had found: "You calculate these first, and estimate how much I can get. You must calculate carefully, and I will give you a bonus if you understand it."

"Alright Mr. Song." The accountant immediately checked the information.

However, within an hour, the accountant found a big problem and went to Song Mengsheng's office to report.