Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening listened to the assistant's suggestion, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

"You have a good idea, so just do what you say."

"I have worked hard for you during this period. When this period of time is over, I will definitely ask the finance department to give you a big red envelope."

The assistant's eyes lit up after listening to Song Yuening's words.

"I'm already very happy with your words, boss, but it would be even better if there was a red envelope."

"Don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter beautifully!"

Song Yuening looked at the assistant who was obviously excited and couldn't help but shake her head.

As an assistant, if she just likes money, among other things, she is really unmatched by anyone.

However, as the saying goes, a gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way.

Every bonus she gave to her assistant was given to him because he worked hard.

Thinking of this, Song Yuening's slender fingers slightly turned the signature pen in her hand.

Otherwise, after finishing these recent things, she will give the assistant a salary increase?

After all, being her assistant means there are too many things to worry about.

After all, Song Yuening is now a big celebrity in the design circle. Not to mention fans, even her competitors are watching her actions and want to see what she will do next.

Therefore, when Song Yuening's assistant started preparing to publicize the opening of the educational institution, some people quickly got the news.

Cui Fenglan sat in front of the door of the small shabby house, looking at the cesspool at the door, and her whole body was trembling with anger.

"This little bitch, why didn't she die immediately when there was an accident last time?"

It is said that those who survive a catastrophe will be blessed later in life. Could it be possible that this little bitch got lucky? Otherwise, how can we explain that she wants to open an educational institution?

Cui Fenglan looked back at the closed bedroom door.

The old wooden door looked very fragile, as if it could be blown down by a strong wind.

Lying inside was none other than Lu Qiang.

Thinking of his timid appearance during this period, Cui Fenglan felt very angry.

"They all crawled out of the same belly, why is there such a big gap!"

Cui Fenglan angrily stirred the hem of her clothes with both hands, feeling that her back teeth were sore.

If she had known that Lu Sheng's son was so promising, he would be so rich and open such a big company now.

She shouldn't have favored one over the other, otherwise she wouldn't be like this now. Even though her two sons are still here, her life is indeed worse than that of a lonely old man.

On the TV, the news is still playing.

"We don't know what happened now that made the recently famous Designer Song make the decision to sponsor children and open educational institutions. However, just by this alone, he defeated many of his peers..."

"Of course, many people currently believe that Designer Song's behavior is hype and a show, and the purpose is to suppress other colleagues. I am neutral on this."

The entertainment reporter said to the camera with a smile.

"As the saying goes, it takes time to see people's hearts. Whether it is a hype or a sincere desire to help children, you will naturally find out over time."

"However, I would like to advise everyone here not to make baseless claims. Hearsay is good. If a well-intentioned person is wronged, that would be extremely inappropriate."

Cui Fenglan listened, snorted coldly, and spat hard on the ground.

"Bah, let me see, you are just pretending to be kind. In our old Lu family, we have not said that we have a child in our family for so many years. Now that we have a bastard by our side, we know how to care about other people's bastards."

"You just know how to pretend to be a good person! I wonder if your crappy educational institution can continue to operate once others discover your true identity!"

After Cui Fenglan finished cursing to herself, she was about to get up and go back to choose vegetables, but suddenly, as if she realized something, she raised her hand and slapped her head violently.

"How could I forget such an important thing!"

Since that educational institution is so important to Song Yuening, why doesn't she take this opportunity to ask Song Yuening for more money?

If Song Yuening is not willing to give money, then she will go to the reporters to expose it, saying that Song Yuening is just putting on a show, just to make people think she is a good person.

The more Cui Fenglan thought about it, the more she felt that this method was feasible. Thinking of the banknotes that were about to arrive in her account, she rubbed her hands excitedly, a greedy light shining in her yellowish and muddy eyes.

As soon as she gets the money, she will immediately change her place to live.

She couldn't live in this miserable place for a day!

On the other hand, Chen Yingxue also learned that Song Yuening's educational institution was about to go public.

She looked at the overturned water glass in her hand and the traces of water stains on it, her eyes darkening slightly.

"Educational institution? Ha, you are good at pretending."

Today, Song Yuening is "successful and famous", her career is booming, and her relationship is harmonious and sweet.

Everything about her made Chen Yingxue extremely jealous.

Even when she dreamed back many midnights, she would dream that she had replaced Song Yuening and became the most famous designer in the design circle, and she was also the woman who walked side by side with Xie Mingyuan.

However, after she woke up and felt her current life, she was almost driven crazy by the strong sense of gap between her dream and her dream.

Now the reporter's words gave her some inspiration.

Chen Yingxue raised her eyes and looked at Song Yuening's face that appeared on the TV. Her delicate and beautiful face was slightly distorted.

"Song Yuening, just cherish everything you have now."

Because soon, these things will collapse and disappear in an instant like a mirage.

And she, Chen Yingxue, will be the final winner.

……

Song Yuening did not know that when she was preparing to take her career to the next level, two people were conspiring to ruin her plan.

She looked at the half-drawn design draft on the table, breathed a long sigh of relief, then crossed her hands and raised them above her head, stretching.

"Finally half done..."

Her recent inspirations have come and gone. Sometimes, she also wants to write down the images that appear in her mind, but just by holding a pen, those inspirations have disappeared from her mind.

So it took her half a month to create such a design sense, and then it took shape.

"Dong dong."

Just when Song Yuening got up and was about to walk around the office and relax, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Song Yuening stretched her arms without looking back.

"Enter."

The assistant opened the door and came in. When he saw Song Yuening standing by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, he first put the documents in his arms on her desk, and then spoke.

"Boss, these things are for your purpose, and there is one more thing."

"I have some clues about what you asked me to investigate."

What Song Yuening asked him to investigate was none other than the affairs of the Gu family and Gu's mother.