Mrs. Lu picked it up

Su Lan has a strong dislike for her, at least before, she could still maintain superficial respect.

Ever since she knew that she didn't care about Lu Jingchuan's interests, Su Lan tore off her mask, and on occasions like Lu's, she could scold her without pretense.

If she said she had no idea about Lu Jingchuan, she wouldn't believe it.

Song Li changed her posture and said with a smile: "My husband's place, even if I sleep in the lobby on the first floor, no one except you will dare to say I'm wrong!"

After finishing speaking, Su Lan's eyes darkened again, she sneered, and said sarcastically, "Then do you want me to go down and make a bed for Mrs. Lu?"

"That's okay, isn't there a lounge in Achuan's office? I can sleep there. If Ms. Su is also sleepy, she can sleep in one on the first floor. I will tell Achuan."

Su Lan choked up, and changed the topic abruptly, "This is a script purchased by Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu asked me to bring it over for you to choose."

Song Li was a little surprised.

After all, Lu Jingchuan didn't support her entering the entertainment circle, so he didn't expect him to choose a script for her.

But obviously he also has his own attitude, he chose to let Su Lan deliver it, and told her in a disguised way that he still does not support her entering the entertainment industry.

Song Li turned it over twice, Su Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "It's still useful to marry a good man, right Mrs. Lu, if you were replaced by other [-]th-tier young actors, you wouldn't be able to get these resources even if you squeezed your head out." .”

Song Li paused, "Why do I hear Secretary Su's words so sour?"

"Why am I sour? I have achieved what I am today, all because of my own hard work."

Song Li smiled: "Yes, after graduating from a prestigious school, with an annual income of nearly [-] million, you still have to serve me, a little-known artist. If it were me, I would feel sore."

"Secretary Su, envy is not shameful, but envy can easily make people dirty."

With that said, she stood up, hugged the script in her arms, and walked out of the conference room.

Su Lan grabbed Song Li's arm from behind: "What are you going to do?"

She was wearing long sleeves, covering the scars from the whips she received in the old Lu family house.

Su Lan's strength was so great that she felt a sudden pain and subconsciously threw her away.

The former was wearing high-heeled shoes, sprained his foot, and fell to the ground.

She let out a cry of pain, but before Song Li could react, the door of the small conference room was pushed open.

All Lu Jingchuan's secretaries came in.

He has a whole team of secretaries who are in charge of different projects, some help Sulan, and some glared at her.

"Mrs. Lu, I don't know what happened to Sister Lan?"

Song Li didn't know the secretary's name, but she raised her head slightly and stared at her: "Are you questioning me?"

There was too much movement here, which alarmed Lu Jingchuan.

Sheng Lan came over first, and glared at the people around him: "There is no job, right? You are here to wait for me to find something for you to do?"

The secretaries dared not speak out.

Sheng Lan is higher than Su Lan, and Su Lan is the secretary general.

Several secretaries looked at Su Lan one after another, unable to bear Sheng Lan's gaze, Su Lan's eyes turned red with anger: "It's my own carelessness, it's not Mrs. Lu pushing me on purpose, is that okay?"

Sheng Lan sighed, Su Lan had a smooth life, because she was Su Chenwu's cousin, she joined the Lu family almost right after graduation, she was never bullied, and no matter where she went, she was always praised.

Therefore, although they are generous in dealing with things on weekdays, once a dispute arises, their arrogance will come out, and they are not willing to take any losses.

Sheng Lan intended to teach her a lesson, and said softly, "In this case, I apologize to Mrs. Lu."

Su Lan reluctantly said sorry, and left the small conference room with a face.

Sheng Lan said to Song Li respectfully: "Madam, Mr. Lu asked you to go to the president's office to rest."

This sentence undoubtedly slapped Su Lan's face, she hadn't gone far, and her steps were severely stopped.

Song Li sneered and said, "Special Assistant Sheng, the overall quality of your secretary's office needs to be improved."

"I'm the wife of the president anyway, so I won't argue with them, but if it's the wife of a business partner who comes here, can I bear Secretary Su's cold face?"

Sheng Lan responded: "My wife said that we will carry out professional training after a while."

Song Li didn't hold on to her, she took a step forward and turned into the CEO's office.

Only Su Lan and the secretary were left in place.

Her face was hot, and her heart was full of grievances.

It's obvious that Song Li doesn't know good and bad, and has no strength. Why is the world so unfair?

She sat down behind the desk, her eye circles were red, and the secretary Chen Chen she had a good relationship with comforted her: "Sister Lan, please be wronged, who made her the wife of the president? This kind of person can be proud of a woman who serves others. how long?"

Su Lan grabbed the plush toy on the table: "How can we compete with her as part-time workers? It's all my fault, and you were scolded by Sheng Lan."

"Brother Lan is also true. They are all colleagues. Why are you so stupid?"

Su Lan shook her head, "This must be what the CEO meant, let's go, lest some people who are in love with eye drops see us chatting and think that we are the same as her and can get rich without doing anything. "

The secretaries responded and returned to their seats.

Song Li didn't know anything about what happened in the secretary's office, and even if she knew, she wouldn't take it to heart.

When she went to the president's office, Lu Jingchuan was reading the documents.

The man at work is the most handsome, with his forearms folded, his head lowered and staring at the documents, his crow-blue eyelashes fluttering, and his profile makes one uneasy.

No wonder the women outside are so hostile towards her.

Song Li wondered if Lin Shan didn't become Mrs. Lu because she couldn't bear the jealousy of other women.

Sensing her gaze, Lu Jingchuan frowned displeasedly: "Does it look good?"

Song Li nodded: "It looks good."

The corner of Lu Jingchuan's mouth twitched, and then his tone was indifferent: "As soon as I came to the company, I messed up the secretary's office. I underestimated Mrs. Lu's ability!"

"I didn't ask you for help, why did you call Sheng Lan over there?"

Lu Jingchuan retorted: "My secretary has an annual income of tens of millions. If you break it, I'm going to lose money in business?"

After all, I felt sorry for my secretary.

Song Li sneered, walked to the desk, and threw a stack of scripts on the table.

The man's face darkened: "Song Li, what do you mean?"

"I also want to ask what Mr. Lu means?"

Song Li held the script and stared at Lu Jingchuan: "Give me the script, and what agreement do you want me to sign?"

When she asked, she looked into Lu Jingchuan's eyes, so the way the man's pupils constricted was immediately captured by her eyes.

This strangeness disappeared in a flash, as fast as Song Li's illusion.

His expression became weaker and weaker, and when he lost all emotion, he picked up the script and threw it aside: "If you don't like it, you won't act it. The scripts I gave each have an investment of over [-] million."