Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Xia Qiqi bent over, supported the desk with one hand, and casually sent the recording to her computer: "In this way, you are foolishly trying to help others! It's really stupid!"

"Fortunately, I found out in time!" Song Mengsheng shook his head and walked to the other side of the desk, watching his best friend send the recording to a secret mailbox.

"Don't worry, if Zhang Han wants to check the address, he will definitely not find us." Xia Qiqi clicked the confirm send button, and then clapped her hands in satisfaction.

"Good job." Song Mengsheng returned to his office with satisfaction and continued to work.

Almost at night when we were about to get off work, everyone's mobile phones suddenly vibrated violently.

Open it again, it is a hot search news advertisement on various gossip platforms.

Song Mengsheng also saw it in the office, covered his mouth, and sighed softly: "It's really too ruthless! It directly made a pop-up news on the front page! It really cost money!"

Immediately afterwards, the whole studio erupted together: "Isn't it? So we, Mr. Song, have been being foolishly used all the time?"

"Oh my god, is this a TV show? The plot has changed drastically! I thought Boss Song was too careless, but it turned out that he was thinking about the old love and taking care of the old love!"

"That Zhang Han is too shameless!"

"That's right, I still want to play Young Master Lu's idea!"

"I don't know how Young Master Lu will react when he sees it..."

Song Mengsheng leaned against the door frame and listened quietly, laughing happily.

Now, Zhang Han is in trouble.

He deserves it for daring to plot other people's sincerity...

She folded her arms, shook her head lightly, and turned around to see if there was any reaction from Lu Boshen.

Just at this time, the phone rang.

 The calling number was as she expected.

Song Mengsheng's fair and clean fingertips slid slightly to the right, and his voice was soft, intentionally a little nervous: "Hello."

On the other end of the phone, came a voice with an unhappy tone.

"Sister Mengsheng! Why was the record of my call with you published on the Internet! Did you betray me because you didn't want to help!" Zhang Han was also discussed miserably in the company, hiding in the safe passage, He lowered his voice and scolded Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng expressed his innocence: "Listen carefully, I was busy with work and played it, but I didn't know that someone secretly recorded it."

The recordings published in the online forums are sometimes very close, sometimes far away, scattered, and you can probably understand all the content.

This was Xia Qiqi's deliberate eavesdropping effect.

Zhang Han believed it a little bit, but continued to speak with a sad face: "Why are the people in your studio so bad? You quickly find that person for me and punish him! It really cheated me! My family They kept scolding me!"

Song Mengsheng's pink lips curled into a smug look, but her mouth stuttered anxiously: "Don't...don't worry...I've already sent someone to investigate..."

On the phone, there seemed to be someone scolding Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was also forced to give up, so he sighed a few more times on the phone: "Now the Lu Group has called to investigate the two of us, so be careful, we don't want to contact you for two days Remember, if you have anything to ask my assistant, you must avoid suspicion!"

"Okay, no problem! Then don't miss me too much!" Song Mengsheng sat on the sofa and crossed his legs leisurely, deliberately showing a tone of reluctance.

But actually...

 As soon as the two of them hung up the phone, Song Mengsheng laughed and lay down on the sofa and didn't get up for a long time.

Zhang Han, Zhang Han, let you keep plotting against us!
This time is enough for your long memory.

After finishing this scumbag, Song Mengsheng received a call from Song's mother in the blink of an eye.

Song's mother just saw these news, and she was deeply worried: "My precious daughter, didn't you say last time that you want to get along well with Young Master Lu? Why is there another incident where you want to calculate other people's money with Zhang Han?" ? You can pretend to be a demon with your heart, but you can't be crazy!"

But even the reprimanding tone was extremely gentle.

Song Mengsheng listened, and her cold tone subconsciously softened: "Mom, that's Zhang Han's routine! How could I do such a thing! Don't worry, the recording only exposed Zhang Han, and I have nothing to do with it! I'm not afraid of others investigating me!"

"It's fine if it's not true! You must not do stupid things! Otherwise, this would be too much!" Mother Song persuaded patiently.

"Mom, don't worry, it really won't happen!"

Song Mengsheng sat up straight and leaned on the sofa, and repeatedly assured: "How about this? It happened that Keke was adopted for a while, so I will ask Lu Boshen to see if he has time after get off work at night. The three of us together Go home and eat."

She also thought about visiting her ancestor Lu in the next two days, and it seemed that she had to go back to her mother's house first.

When I was not busy, I took the time to call Lu Boshen.

"What are you doing? Have you seen the gossip news on the Internet?"

Song Mengsheng was worried that Lu Boshen would be angry, so he leaned against the window with his mobile phone, and Xiaosheng asked.

Lu Boshen just finished the company's regular high-level meeting, and walked into the office with sonorous and forceful steps: "I see."

"Then..." Song Mengsheng asked tentatively.

"Is there any problem?" Lu Boshen frowned strangely, put down his phone, and sat lazily and tiredly on the boss's chair.

Song Mengsheng moved away from the window a little bit, and lowered his voice: "No problem, I just want to tell you, don't pay too much attention to it. I actually played this recording."

"I didn't take it to heart at all. There are too many people who want to plot against Mrs. Lu. Who is he?" Lu Baishen pressed the power button of the computer domineeringly, raised his hand and gently tapped the empty water glass beside him.

Xiao Sheng hurriedly made a cup of coffee for Lu Boshen.

Song Mengsheng reached out and fiddled with the flowerpot on the windowsill, and chuckled: "Are you being too domineering in your tone? Actually, I'm not too worried that you will get angry, but I still want to tell you that I want to use this as a warning to Zhang Han .”

Lu Boshen was silent for a while, but still asked sharply: "Didn't you attach great importance to him before?"

"Look, you are here again! I was cheated before, but now I won't. I want to make myself stronger and better!"

Song Mengsheng's tone paused for a while: "It's fine if you don't worry about it. Don't worry, I will never have any bad ideas against you or Lu's. Do you have time after get off work at night? Let's go home and have a meal together. This time I want to bring Coco with me."

Lu Bai's deep obsidian eyes fell on the electronic calendar next to him, and his tone was a bit cold: "I have a video conference with country M at night."

"Then I'll wait for you to get off work." Song Mengsheng smiled and fiddled with the green leaves in front of her, and found that there were sprouts growing inside, and looked closely at them curiously.

"It may take a long time." Lu Bai's deep and thin lips parted slightly, but the picture of the last warm meal emerged in his mind, and he was a little moved.

It just happened that Song Mengsheng begged him coquettishly to agree: "It doesn't matter at all that night, after all, the whole family had dinner together, this time the people are more complete."

"You are becoming more and more sweet-talking now." Lu Baishen countered bluntly.

"Then I'll ask you if you're going? The time can be arranged!" Song Mengsheng let go of the green leaf in his hand and asked decisively.

Lu Boshen put down his phone and looked at the assistant next to him.

Xiao Sheng was almost taken aback by his boss: "Are you going to..."

In the past, Young Master Lu would never show such a hesitant expression!
At this time, Lu Boshen opened an email, and at the same time Gao Leng said: "The meeting will be postponed to tomorrow morning."

Xiao Sheng nodded helplessly in response, and hurried to make arrangements for the M country.

On the phone, after Song Mengsheng heard this sentence, he couldn't help but whispered: "My husband, you are so kind! I will cook for you tonight, so that you can enjoy your meal!"

Song Mengsheng called the housekeeper early and arranged a car to pick up Song Keke from the kindergarten.

Then, he asked the driver to take her directly downstairs to her mother's house, waiting for her to come after get off work.

She first took Song Keke to a nearby supermarket to buy some things, and when she came back, it happened that Lu Boshen came over after get off work.

 The three of them entered the house with their things together.

Seeing the family of three coming back together, Mother Song smiled from ear to ear: "That's great."

Father Song also put down his work and returned home early, wearing an apron, and greeted him with a smile: "Last time you said that the yam and abalone I made are delicious, and today I made a big pot for you again. Let you eat well."

Song Mengsheng put the things on the cabinet at the door, turned around and pulled Song Keke and introduced with a smile: "You should be called grandpa and grandma, or grandma and grandpa."

"Hello, grandpa and grandma." Song Keke bowed obediently to the two elders.

"Oh, this child is so good, I want to see you for a long time!" Song's mother directly knelt down and hugged Song Keke.

Lu Boshen also greeted politely, and then sat in the living room to rest.

Relying on the memory of the last time, Song Mengsheng walked into Yuanshen's former room with ease, and chatted casually: "Mom, do you have my old clothes at home? Help me find an apron, I want to cook by myself !"

Song's mother and Song's father were standing at the door talking to Lu Boshen, when they heard Song Mengsheng speak, they all ran over in shock: "You want to cook?"

Song Mengsheng raised his brows suspiciously: "Isn't it possible? I thought I didn't show filial piety to you guys before, so I plan to show my hand today and show it well!"

Song's mother opened the door and walked in, her eyes were red all of a sudden: "So you know how to cook?"

"Since you were young, you have never touched the sun with your ten fingers! Now it is really a big surprise for us!" Father Song wiped away his tears moved.

Song Mengsheng twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally had to smile playfully, and stepped forward to hold Song's mother's arm: "I'm grown up and sensible now, can you help me find some clothes?"