The boss asked me to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau

Song Bailian, who was catching up on sleep after staying up all night writing the manuscript, received a call from Su Liang in a daze.

"I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while and call you later."

"Sleep your uncle, get out of here quickly."

"..."

"Damn, Su Liangliang, you're swearing."

Song Bailian woke up, she never imagined that her close friend in the boudoir would learn to breathe fragrance one day.Su Liang, it's really different from before.

Still, she likes this transformation of her friend.In the past, Su Liang lived like a Barbie doll. She looked good, but she didn't have a lively soul.

It's different now, her whole life is like a big fight in the palace, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm her, and even take down Di Mohan in one fell swoop.

Such a wonderful life is worthy of her.

"Tell me, what happened to that report?"

Upon hearing this, Song Bailian regained her spirits.

"How did you write it? I stayed up all night last night, and my brain cells are almost dying."

In just one sentence, she has already yawned several times, and it can be heard that she really stayed up late.

"What's going on here, who gave you those photos?"

"Uh, didn't your Mr. Emperor tell you?"

Nonsense, if she said it, then she wouldn't make this call.At present, it seems that she really knows the least.So, the yawning Song Bailian told Su Liang exactly what Wang Feng was looking for her yesterday.

After listening, Su Liang fell silent, feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Hey, Su Liangliang, are you still listening?"

Song Bailian, who hadn't heard anything for a long time, thought that Su Liang had died.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course, otherwise, who would you think would have the guts to announce your marriage to Di Mohan? Not to mention those hot photos, Su Liangliang, your Mr. Emperor's waist looks very durable .No wonder every time I see you, you always look happy, tsk tsk tsk, it seems that you are nourished very well."

"..."

In the next second, Su Liang hung up the phone directly.She was afraid that if she continued talking, the call would become a yellow hotline.Whether Emperor Mohan's waist is durable or not has nothing to do with her. Su Liang looked at the newspaper in her hand and lost her mind again. She didn't understand why Ming Emperor Mohan had a chance to drive Lin Weiwei away. Why did he choose this method? Woolen cloth.

Then, when their agreement ends, won't it be very troublesome.

……

The news that Emperor Mohan of the Di Clan Group publicly admitted that he was married unintentionally dropped a blockbuster.Therefore, many media have heard the news and stood guard at the gate of the Emperor's Group.

Since they missed the first-hand news, they naturally hoped to get some words from Di Mohan, so as to neutralize their regret of missing the opportunity.

Therefore, when Di Mohan came over, a large group of reporters immediately surrounded him, and the security guards almost didn't stop him.Fortunately, Di Mohan's aura was relatively strong, and when he glanced over, everyone immediately stepped back subconsciously, and no one dared to speak first.

In the end, I don't know who mumbled something in a low voice, just this one sentence, it was like opening the floodgate, and everyone immediately started scrambling to interview Di Mohan for the report in the morning.

Zhou Yan on the side looked at his boss's frowning, and knew that he was a little impatient, and when he was about to step forward to let the security guard drive him out, Di Mohan spoke.

"Everything is subject to what is written in that report."

After saying these words, Di Mohan walked away, leaving behind only a group of reporters who were messed up in the wind.They unanimously decided to go back and dig out the words carefully to see if they could find some useful information from the report of the bloody domineering president's style of writing.

In the elevator, Zhou Yan looked at the calm and expressionless Di Mohan, and couldn't help but want to give him a thumbs up.Their emperor is always so unexpected, this is the case in the business field, and now even in their love life.

"President Di, do we need a solemn statement from our PR department regarding this matter?"

Zhou Yan touched the mobile phone that was turned off in the morning, thought for a while, and thought it would be better to ask the emperor.

"No, what kind of one-eye studio, please contact me. I don't want to see such bad-style and morally corrupt media in the imperial capital again."

"..."

Is this an attempt to eradicate evil?

"Also, today's affairs are over. Tomorrow, I don't want to see reports about this matter in any newspaper or on the Internet."

"..."