After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

When Lin Ran put the money on Song Mai's desk, the woman was busy working.

After seeing the money, he was stunned for a moment before looking at Lin Ran.

"This is?"

"Zheng Yao compensated you for your phone, you are so generous, she didn't want it even if she didn't give it to you, but I was the one running around for you like a eunuch."

Song Mai pinched her face and said coquettishly, "You're the best! It's not that I don't want it, but there are too many things in this new project. If I don't do it now, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it even if I work overtime."

"I'll take the money. I'll treat you to a meal when I'm done with this busy period."

After saying that, she casually stuffed the money into the drawer and Lin Ran sighed.

"You're treating me to a meal? What should we eat? Fried rice noodles or spicy hot pot? I think forget it. You're a very stingy girl. You should save some money. After all, you really have no money now. You'll spend all your savings on the wedding."

Song Mai lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. "It was actually not that bad. I still had a few thousand dollars in my hand, and I would get paid next month. I was not helpless. But I didn't expect my phone to be smashed again. Zheng Yao paid a lot of money. I guess my broken phone is worth only three or four hundred yuan at most. But five hundred yuan can't buy a new phone after all. I have to spend some more money to buy one."

Thinking about Song Mai, he felt melancholy. He clearly didn't do anything, but he suffered so many unnecessary disasters for no reason.

Although I had some bad luck in the past, it was not that bad.

Now even drinking cold water gets my teeth stuck!

Lin Ran thought about it and came to a difficult conclusion: "Is your husband unlucky in marriage?"

Song Mai: ...

"It's the 21st century, sister. What kind of remarks are you making?"

Song Mai pouted speechlessly.

Lin Ran agreed: "But it's okay, I'll give you a pair of Nikes on your birthday."

Before leaving get off work, Song Mai finally managed to finish the work at hand.

When she packed up and was about to leave the company, she saw Zheng Yao talking to Chu Xing with a shy look on her face.

When she saw Song Mai coming over, her nose and eyes immediately became different.

The man cooperated very well and put his arm around her waist, and they went to ride the electric scooter in a loving manner, which made Zheng Yao so angry that she looked ferocious in the back.

"What did she tell you?"

"She asked me to divorce you and be with her."

"laugh--"

Song Mai couldn't help but laugh, with curved eyebrows.

"It's true that beauty ruins a country. She has only met you a few times and she has done so much for you. Otherwise, you should just stay with her. If she continues like this, I really don't know what else she will do. It won't affect you, but I will be killed."

Today, a big thing was solved. Song Mai talked a lot more. Compared with his usual tired and exhausted appearance after get off work, he seemed much more energetic today.

The man picked up the helmet from the car and put it on Song Mai's head, while listening to her chattering about what happened today.

When Song Mai heard that the bearded man had come over, the man's face visibly darkened, and he asked with some concern, "Are you okay?"

Song Mai shook his head: "It's okay."

[It’s alright for now, but the company has lost such a big order after all. It’s hard to say how this matter will be handled and whether I need to take any responsibility.]

Chu Xing put on his helmet, was silent for a while, and asked Song Mai solemnly: "Have you ever thought about changing companies?"

Song Mai sighed deeply: "Why haven't I thought about it? But I have been in this company for many years. My salary is relatively stable and the benefits are not bad. It's just that some people want to harm me from time to time. If I leave, I will face many new problems."

"I heard that Yunxing's marketing department also needs professional translation talents. Have you ever thought about going to Yunxing?"

When Song Mai heard the word Yunxing, his eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again.

"I wanted to go right after I graduated, but they didn't need anyone for this position at the time. Later, I was busy with work and life and didn't have the energy to think about anything else. Now look at my situation, I'm sure they won't want me either."

The man nodded in understanding: "Next time if there is a job opening for this position, you can give it a try, maybe you can get it."

Song Mai grinned: "Let's talk about it later, let's go home first."

"We won't go home today."

Song Mai sat in the car and turned his head to look at the man behind him with some doubt.

"Grandpa asked us to have dinner. I sent you a message but you haven't replied, and I can't get through on the phone." The man replied.

Only then did Song Mai realize why he was waiting here for her to get off work.

He took out a broken cell phone from his bag with a somewhat resentful expression.

"It's become like this. I have to go buy a new one."

Song Mai rode his electric scooter and took Chu Xing to skillfully weave through the crowds of people leaving get off work.

The man looked at her back, and felt as if there was an unknown object blocking his heart, making him feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Finally, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Special Assistant Lu.

After the message was sent, he added at the end: "The sooner the better."

Song Mai rode to the supermarket near the hotel and bought some fruit first.

Chu Xing stopped her from buying it, telling her that his grandfather didn't need it at all, but Song Mai still insisted that it was a token of his thoughtfulness.

The hotel is not far from her company. It is not a particularly luxurious or high-end restaurant, but it is elegant.

The overall style is a Chinese garden with small bridges and flowing water. You can hear the sound of gurgling water as soon as you enter the door.

Pushing open the door of the box, Mr. Chu, who had been sitting just now, stood up suddenly.

"Xiaomi, long time no see."

Song Mai was very excited. For her, growing up in such an environment, her father and mother didn't love her, but Grandpa Chu had always been very good to her.

Although they had spent a short time together, she could feel that Grandpa Chu was sincere to her, and it felt like she was really getting along with her own grandfather.

"Grandpa Chu, how are you doing recently?"

Her obedient greeting made the wrinkles on the old man's eyes deepen his smile.

"Okay, all is well! It's hard for you to still worry about me. Unlike this brat, he can't remember anything when he's busy. How can he even think of an old man like me?"

Chu Xing was making tea on the side. When he heard his grandfather pretending to be pitiful, he inexplicably felt that he was a bit of a green tea.

"Didn't you say you were annoyed by seeing me and asked me to stay away?"

When his words were exposed, Mr. Chu's smile froze for a moment:

"Xiaomi, don't listen to his nonsense! It's obvious that he can't take good care of me. Instead of wasting time, let him take care of his own things."

Hearing these words, Song Mai felt a little sad.

[I heard before that I would take him home and I thought he would be well taken care of. But now it seems that he is still not taken seriously. Why can't he show some filial piety? ]

Chu Xing poured a cup of brewed tea for Song Mai and looked at her deeply.

She wanted to explain that it was not what she thought, but the old man gave her a glare.