Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Shi Sheng seemed frightened, and his whole body trembled. After regaining consciousness, he pushed the person away: "Why are you so close to me?"

As she spoke, she took a step back and distanced herself from Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, and she slowly retracted her hand.

Shi Sheng hurriedly went to check out, and then asked Song Wenjing to take her back to the company.

Song Wenjing looked at her strangely: "Aren't you going home? It's already four o'clock, and you'll get off work soon."

"As a boss, I can't be absent from work all the time. How can I manage the people below me in the future?"

Song Wenjing chuckled, raised his hand and touched her head: "Well, after you get off work, I will take you home."

Shi Sheng was a little uncomfortable with his touch. She tilted her head back, but her head hit the glass. She felt pain instantly. She lowered her head and covered the back of her head, gritting her teeth in hatred.

Song Wenjing hurriedly looked over: "Are you okay? Why are you so careless?"

"If you don't do anything casually, I won't hit you." Shi Sheng gritted his teeth, got out of the car with all his bags, and walked upstairs angrily.

Song Wenjing stared at her back with gentle eyes.

Shi Sheng returned to the office, took a long breath, and shared the gifts she bought with Su Xian. She also bought some food because she learned that there were some breastfeeding mothers in the company who did not dare to ask for leave for fear of losing their jobs. , she also opened up a special place as a mother and baby room to make it easier for them to take care of their children.

So much so that in her company, a little brat will pop up from time to time.

Shi Sheng was helpless about this, but also found it cute.

Because he wanted to expand the market, Shi Sheng organized an impromptu meeting to solicit everyone's opinions.

Si Qingxiao originally didn't plan to participate. After all, the offline store had nothing to do with her, but she was just taken there by Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng proposed: "Open an offline experience store co-branded with Jinxiu."

Si Qingxiao's studio not only designs jewelry, but also some Hanfu and Chinese element culture clothing. It would be great if they could open an experience store.

Si Qingxiao looked at Shi Sheng in surprise and asked in a low voice, "Are you serious?"

Shi Sheng nodded: "I have learned about your clothing designs. They are all very beautiful and many people like them. However, if you only sell them online, there are some limitations. Moreover, your studio is abroad and there is no store in China."

"But it's my fault for not consulting you in advance, what do you think?"

The corners of Si Qingxiao's lips curled up and she said happily: "Of course I think it's possible, but Jinxiu is not very well-known in the country, so it might be a little difficult at the beginning."

"This is the business of the marketing department. We can't rush this kind of thing."

The meeting lasted for more than two hours. After it was over, Shi Sheng was a little tired. She went back to the office and started writing a plan. Everyone left work one after another. She didn't stop what she was doing until she received a call from Song Wenjing. work.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"I see everyone is off work. Aren't you still off work? I'll wait for you downstairs."

Shi Sheng was thinking about the contents of the plan and said subconsciously: "I'm thinking about something. I may have to work overtime today. You can go and do it yourself."

The implication is that there is no need to wait any longer.

Who knows, Song Wenjing said: "Can I go up and take a look? Maybe I can give you some advice."

Shi Sheng was about to say no, but then remembered that the man's business acumen must be better than hers, so he said vaguely: "Then come up."

Song Wenjing smiled slightly, parked the car on the side of the road, and went directly upstairs. Several of her secretaries were off work, and only the lights in her office were still on.

Song Wenjing didn't know she was so enterprising before.

He knocked on the door, and there was a sound coming from inside. Then he walked in. The woman was immersed in the computer and writing furiously.

He chuckled, walked forward, took a look, and was silent for a moment: "You plan to open a physical store? This is not easy."