After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

"Yes." Shang Ji nodded: "I did ask for it myself."

Song Xier looked at Yang Ming: "Stop the car in front, I want to get out."

If Shang Ji didn't say anything, how could Yang Ming dare to stop?

"Have you eaten?" Shang Ji asked.

Song Xi'er didn't make a sound, but her stomach made an inappropriate sound.

Her angry face suddenly showed embarrassment, she turned her head and looked out the window without saying anything.

Shang Ji raised his head: "Go to Qingfengzhai."

Song Xi'er went out this morning and forgot to have breakfast. She never thought that Shang Ji would say this before, and her hunger felt like he was deliberately trying to go against her, which made her very uncomfortable.

But no matter how hungry she was, she would definitely not go out to eat with Shang Ji!

So when the car stopped at Qingfengzhai, Song Xier immediately opened the door and walked straight to the convenience store not far away.

As a result, before entering the door, Shang Ji caught up and grabbed his wrist.

Song Xi'er turned around: "Don't you understand people's words? Let go!"

Shang Ji didn't say anything, and took the man directly to Qingfengzhai on the side.

"Shang Ji, are you sick? I want you to let go!"

Shang Ji used his hands skillfully to prevent Song Xi'er from getting away without pinching her.

Qingfengzhai is a famous health center in Jiangcheng. Many dignitaries like to come here to eat. Song Xier and Shang Ji have been here several times before. The food here is not spicy and very light. Song Xier did not like to eat it before.

The entrance is a huge hollow sandalwood carved screen, with stairs to the second floor on both sides, connected in the middle, and directly above is a chandelier that looks very period.

At this moment, someone was walking up the stairs to the second floor. When they heard the movement at the door, one of the young women wearing a Chinese cheongsam turned back and looked at the door. At a glance, she saw Shang Ji and Song Xi'er chatting at the door.

People traveling together also saw it and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that the woman who was with Kang Nan in the video?"

Song Yan naturally saw Song Xi'er, and her delicate eyebrows immediately frowned tightly, showing obvious displeasure.

"She actually knows Shang Ji?" The companion was very surprised: "It seems that the relationship between the two is not simple."

"Shang Ji, what kind of style do you have?" Song Xi'er couldn't get away, her face turned red with anger: "I can't afford your merchant's food, and I don't deserve it either. I just hope that your merchant can be noble and let me go. , give me a way out, and I promise that I will never appear in front of you to hinder your eyes."

Song Xi'er didn't want to be laughed at in public, so she took a deep breath to calm down and spoke again: "If you are still dissatisfied with me, you can make it clear directly and say what you have to say, otherwise your identity will still be behind my back. Even if you tell me something, the price will drop."

Song Xier couldn't hide the sarcasm in her tone, how could Shang Ji not hear it.

"What's the trap?" Shang Ji frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Song Xi'er didn't want to say it at first, but seeing the way he refused to acknowledge what he had done, she immediately became even more angry.

"Do you dare to say that all the companies I interviewed with recently threw away my resume because of you?"

Song Xi'er became extremely angry when she thought that she had been waiting expectantly for news at home these past few days, but in fact, every one of her resumes was thrown into the trash can without mercy just like the one just now.

There was undisguised confusion on Shang Ji's face: "What resume? I really don't know."

"Shang Ji, you are a bastard!" In addition to the anger that could not be concealed, Song Xier's tone also contained a hint of grievance that she was not aware of.

She suddenly felt very boring and didn't want to bother people here to make fun of her, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

"What are you going to do? If you don't tell me clearly, don't even think about leaving today."

Shang Ji was beaten first, and now he was scolded for no apparent reason and his expression was not very good.

After saying this, he dragged Song Xier forcefully to the box on the second floor.

Song Yan was on the phone outside and saw Shang Ji dragging the reluctant Song Xier into the box.

"Tell me clearly, why did I trip you up behind your back?" As soon as he entered the box, Shang Ji pushed Song Xi'er onto a chair and sat down, leaning forward to trap her between the table and the person: "If you don't give me anything today, If I make it clear, don’t even think about going out like this.”

Shang Ji's face was gloomy, his dark eyes fixed on Song Xi'er's face, as if she would not end the day if she didn't speak clearly.

Song Xi'er was a little frightened by her appearance and shrank back.

But she quickly reacted: "Why, don't let others talk about what you do. If you have the ability, don't do it."

"Okay." Shang Ji took a deep breath, suddenly turned his head and shouted out the door: "Yang Ming!"

The door of the box was opened with a swipe, and Yang Ming walked in: "Mr. Shang!"

"Tell her, what have I been doing recently?" Shang Ji said with a sullen face, "What obstacles have I caused to her."

Yang Ming: "This..."

"Say!"

"The business manager has not gone anywhere in the company these past few days. He has also been working overtime at the company at night. He has not been back since the last time he was in the coffee shop. He has stayed at the company for food and accommodation and has done nothing else except official business."

"As for what kind of stumbling block it caused for Miss Xi'er... I really don't know."

There have been a lot of complaints in the Shang Group these days, because their boss suddenly got into trouble. He used to be a role model for model workers, but now he has become the ancestor of model workers. Employees like them have to touch them even if they want to be lazy. My own conscience asks whether I feel guilty or not.

The important thing is that there is overtime pay for processing in Shangshi Group. Not only overtime pay but also late night snacks. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will not be short of anything you should have.

So as the boss, Shang Ji is so hard-working and lives in the company directly. What qualifications do they, migrant workers with no money and no house, have to get off work?

not qualified!

So in the past few days, anyone who passes by the downstairs of Shang Group can just look up and see that even after the off-duty point, the entire building is still brightly lit, and almost no small grid is dark.

"He is yours, of course he can speak for you." Song Xi'er snorted coldly: "Not to mention your identity, it's just a phone call."

"Call? Okay, which companies have you interviewed for? Call them now and find out what I told them."

Song Xier turned her head and said nothing.

Although she knew it was because of the merchant, Song Xier felt that even if she really called Shang Ji, he would not really help her, but would only laugh at her jokes.

Doesn't he just think that her business is nothing without him? Everyone, whether it is Shang Ji or the merchants, thinks so.

So Song Xi'er also held her breath. Even if she couldn't stay in the construction industry, she would definitely not starve to death. As long as she didn't starve to death, she could find other jobs.

As long as she has arms and legs, what can't she do?

She still doesn't believe that his businessman can cover the sky with one hand. At worst, she will take her mother to live in a city.