Special troubles of rebirth

"Are you serious?"

After a while, Song Qing came back to her senses and asked this question.

"Qin Shiyu has served as the president of Guoke Electronics and will no longer serve as the director of the Secretary Committee of the Board of Directors of Engine Technology. Guo Yuan will take over from her next."

This is not a secret. Wang Yu told Song Qing frankly: "Because Misha has to concurrently serve as the general manager of another company, he will also resign as the director of the board of directors. Now I am really short of people around me!"

"What am I doing here?"

Song Qing narrowed her peach blossom eyes: "I am studying finance. Even Zhou Wuyang placed me in an asset management company. You need someone like me around you."

Wang Yu smiled: "You don't know how big my business empire is. Don't worry, there will be enough stage for you to display your talents."

"It looks very tempting!"

Song Qing licked her lips, looked at Wang Yu and said, "But everything is not as important as one thing!"

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"In 03, you came to the mountain city to find me. You helped me and told me a story at the same time!"

Song Qing put down the teapot in her hand: "I have been struggling with how many children I should give you over the years. Mr. Wang, can you tell me the second half of the story?"

Those watery peach blossom eyes are fully mature and more charming than Song Qing's immature stage in her previous life.

"It's become an obsession of mine."

Song Qing stared into Wang Yu's eyes: "As long as you tell me the second half of the story, I can do whatever you want me to do!"

Wang Yu complained crazily in his heart. If he told Song Qing the truth about what happened in his previous life, it would not be a story, but an accident!

But her face still needs to be tense. This girl is completely different from her previous life now. She is quite eccentric. With her high IQ, she really needs to be dealt with carefully.

"Anything you want to do?"

Wang Yu used the teasing time to conceive the next part of the story in his mind. He slowly picked up the tea cup, smelled the aroma, and drank the tea!

"Maybe you think you just ended a dream story, but if it weren't for your appearance, I could have predicted my future!"

Song Qing put away her charming expression at this time, and her eyes began to become psychedelic: "You also saw me at that time. In fact, I had basically made up my mind to drop out of school, and I would lead the way with my friend Xiaojuan. Do that line of work.”

Wang Yu did not interrupt Song Qing's speech because he needed time to organize his words.

"There is almost no need for assumptions, I can think of my future destiny!"

As Song Qing spoke, her body began to tremble slightly: "Brother Yu, do you know that after I was admitted to Shanghai Jiao Tong University, I could learn knowledge in the bright classroom, chat with my classmates happily on the playground, I can dream about my future in an international metropolis. But late at night, various scenes will appear in my dreams. I dream of being a man of my grandfather's age."

Wang Yu took a few pieces of paper from the side and handed them to Song Qing, because she was already crying.

"You don't know, there was a time when I didn't dare to sleep, for fear of waking up and finding that everything I had now was just a dream. When I woke up, I would find myself smoking cigarettes, wearing cheap perfume, and exuding a stench all over my body. the taste of"

"I remember what you said back then!"

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Song Qing, who was trapped in her own PUA, raised her head and looked at Wang Yu doubtfully.

"You jumped on your feet and said to me: You are not handsome, how can I have a child with you!"

"Pfft!"

Song Qing, who was still feeling sad, suddenly broke through. The remaining sadness was mixed with the emotion of being amused by Wang Yu just now, and her face turned crimson for a while.

"Actually, you don't need to worry about it at all. It's perfect now, isn't it?"

Wang Yu picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea: "To borrow a sentence from Feng Zikai: Don't dwell on the past, don't be afraid of the future; don't be confused by emotions, don't be trapped in the heart, this is very good!"

"What you said is so good!"

Song Qing yearned leisurely, but with a sly eye roll, she still refused to give up her obsession: "Mr. Wang, how many children did we have in total in your dream?"

"Want to know?"

"Ok!"

"Come and help me and I'll tell you!"

Since Wang Yu switched to smoking cigars, he has basically stopped rolling cigarettes. This time he came to meet Song Qing and brought a cigar from the car.

Seeing Wang Yu who was concentrating on playing with his cigar, Song Qing's teeth itched.

"I came here to help you, and you just told me?"

"Well, come here first and talk about it later!"

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Has Zhou Wuyang returned to the company?"

"Not yet, I heard it will be soon."

"Before he comes back to take over, you should go through the resignation procedures first. Later, I will ask the human resources department to send out a recruitment announcement. After you submit your resume, you can go directly to my place."

Wang Yu lit the cigar and took a few puffs before continuing: "I have a plan in finance, and I need an assistant who understands finance."

"Mr. Wang is really attentive. Are you afraid that you will be embarrassed when you meet Zhou Wuyang in the future?"

"You think I need to care about his feelings?"

Wang Yu flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "I'm thinking about you!"

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

"Okay, I'll go and submit my resignation application tomorrow. I'll go over there. What will happen to Song Qiuyun next to you?"

"Short of you, let's get rid of the general!"

Wang Yu smacked his lips: "Let her serve as the deputy director of the board of directors first, take care of both confidentiality and administration, and transition for a while. As for you, just follow me for a while."

"Oh personal assistant?"

While talking, Song Qing stood up and walked around to Wang Yu, sitting directly on his lap and wrapping her arms around Wang Yu's neck.

A pair of talking peach blossom eyes flashed with light, and he chuckled softly: "Then do you want an assistant like me to sleep with you?"

“How can we have children if we don’t sleep?”

Wang Yu has been on the battlefield for a long time, how can he be stopped by a yellow-haired girl?

"very nice!"

Song Qing suddenly kissed Wang Yu's cheek, and then buried her face in his neck.

At the same time, he whispered softly: "I owe you, now I can pay it back slowly!"

Wang Yu did not spoil the mood. After smoking half a cigarette, he asked softly: "Is grandma okay?"

"Well, he's in pretty good shape."

Song Qing was in a good mood and said softly: "I wanted to persuade her to move to Shanghai, but grandma said she couldn't bear to play cards."

“It’s normal for the older generation to never leave their hometown!”

Wang Yu paused after responding: "Where is the drunkard?"

"Gone last year!"

Without the slightest sadness, it’s like telling a stranger: “There was a big snowstorm at the end of last year. After gambling money outside, he went to drink again. He got drunk and fell into the flower bed. The sanitation workers who cleared the snow discovered him the next day. He was already It’s so cold that it’s hard.”

Feeling pity in his heart, Wang Yu stroked Song Qing's hair: "It will get better and better in the future!"

"Ok!"

After leaving the teahouse, Wang Yu returned to Guoke Building, then called Shen Mengyun and explained his thoughts to her.