After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Mu Yan was awakened by the aroma of food.

He opened his eyes, his hands and feet were numb from curling up on the single sofa.Enduring the numbness and sitting up, the blanket slipped from his waist instantly made people regain the sense of reality.

"Are you awake?" A familiar figure came out of the kitchen, but the warmth of the past was gone.Song Qing put the plate in her hand on the dining table, and said lightly: "If you can go, please go back."

Memories of yesterday flooded into his mind overwhelmingly, Mu Yan stared blankly at that exquisite and beautiful face, after waiting for a long time, the fact that his "dead" lover had "resurrected" finally became a vivid picture.

Throat was astringent, and Mu Yan couldn't help but hold the blanket tightly with one hand, "I...let's have a good talk, Song Qing."

Song Qing turned her face away.His half-long hair was not tied up, but was tied behind his ears, and Mu Yan was fascinated by the profile.

"There's nothing to talk about, Mr. Mu, it's over between us."

"No, it's not over." Mu Yan lifted the blanket, stood up and walked quickly to him, "I won't allow you to say it's over."

Song Qing has always understood Mu Yan's arbitrary temperament, but at this moment he laughed, "Mu Yan, what do you think of me? You want to get married, and then I will become your mistress, and everyone will point at me and scold me?"

"No," Mu Yan clasped his shoulders, and said sincerely: "I said that Sophia and I are only in a political marriage. If you mind, I don't have to touch her. As for the others, no one would dare to hide behind their backs. Talk about you, I can assure you of this!"

The face imprinted in the eyes is so familiar, but it is also frighteningly strange.Song Qing knew that men always put their interests first, but he never expected that when he was placed at the other end of the balance, the result would be so bloody.

Pulling away Mu Yan's hand, Song Qing smiled sadly, "Mr. Mu is really thoughtful. Should I be touched that you are willing to not touch the future chairman's wife for me?"

"Song Qing," Mu Yan, who had slept all night, obviously calmed down, and the madness of last night was gone. "What do you want from me?"

Shaking her head, Song Qing passed him, walked to the door and opened it, "Mr. Mu, as I said, the relationship between us is over. Please go."

"You—" Mu Yan was about to speak, when a figure appeared at the door, and when he saw him, he shouted: "Mr. Mu, you are indeed here!"

When Wan Fei stepped into the door, he only looked at Mu Yan, so when he found a person standing by the door, this person turned out to be the "dead" Song Qing, he was so frightened that his legs went limp on the spot, but fortunately he held the door frame behind him No joke.

"Song Song Song... Secretary Song?! Are you a human or a ghost?" Wan Fei trembled, and when he realized that the sun was shining brightly outside the window, it was impossible for ghosts to appear during the day, so he asked cautiously: "You, you , Are you a human?"

Song Qing frowned, "Of course I'm human, what are you talking about?"

"Ah? Why is your name on the crashed flight..."

"Flight crash?" Song Qing showed an expression of sudden realization, "Did something happen to that flight? I only checked in and didn't get on the plane."

To be able to get the position of assistant to the chairman in Hongda, Wan Fei naturally knew it immediately, "So that's the case! That's really lucky! Secretary Song, you are really lucky!"

Turning his gaze to Mu Yan next to him, Wan Fei remembered something more important, "Mr. Mu, I called to ask you to come over and discuss about the Central Trade City. Come back with me!"

God knows that last night when he went home to wash up and returned to the funeral parlor, his boss was gone.He didn't answer the call, fearing that something would happen to Mu Yan's crazy state, Wan Fei even found the communication company to locate his mobile phone number, and finally found here.

Unexpectedly, Song Qing was not dead.

Things are much easier now.

Wan Fei stepped forward to persuade Mu Yan, "President Mu, the secretary is in a hurry, why don't we go back first, and you can come back to Secretary Song later."

Fearing that Mu Yan would not like it, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Secretary Song is fine now and won't run away."

Mu Yan's eyes moved slightly.Finally, as if moved by these words, he walked towards the door step by step.Before leaving, he looked at Song Qing with dissatisfaction, "Song Qing, wait for me."

Of course Song Qing would not respond now.

After the person left, his sad eyes blinked, showing laziness and disdain instantly.

Sitting at the dining table, the knives and forks are slowly cutting the food.An ordinary bacon omelet, Song Qing is lazy, but she eats the elegant posture of a French meal.

669 popped up again, "I thought the son of luck had figured it out, so he was still dreaming of the happiness of all people."

Song Qing put a small piece of bacon into her mouth and ate it with milk before she said leisurely, "It's not surprising. People have to look forward to Sichuan. Especially him, he always pursues the maximum benefit."

669: "His regret value is so high, I thought he loved you so much..."

Pulling out a tissue and slowly wiping the corners of her mouth, Song Qing glanced at 669 and chuckled, "Love? Love that binds interests and calculations is also love, but it makes people feel sick."

"Yo-yo, you know? Only things that are truly lost are eligible to be remembered forever. Lost and found? It's just a harmless joke from the sky."

669 jumped: "You humans are so complicated, I don't understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand." Song Qing reached out her index finger and nodded its head, "The game has just begun."

669 was aroused curiosity: "Then what are you going to do?"

Standing up and stretching, the side of the shirt hem reveals her tight skin, and Song Qing's eyes are raised, her style is infinite. "Of course I took the initiative to attack Luo."

"First, I have to find a job."

669: "Huh?"

In the past few days, it was just a false alarm. Mu Yan went home to wash up, and appeared in front of the crowd again, as the high-spirited and strategizing Mr. Hongda Mu.

During the few hours when he met with the police to discuss business matters, Wan Fei finally investigated everything clearly.It turned out that Song Qing's mobile phone was stolen at the airport, and she found out when she was about to board the plane. She hurriedly searched for logistics to check and monitor, and even reported to the nearby police station.In the end, I missed the flight, so I decided to take the bus back to my hometown on the spur of the moment, and didn't come back until yesterday.

It was indeed a big oolong.

After Mu Yan found out, he was secretly glad in his heart, and his mind was also cleared up.

Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding by accident, and everything was remedied in time.

In just a few hours, Mu Yan's previous madness was like an illusion.He came back from the meeting and spent the whole afternoon clearing up the backlog of business affairs. Even Wan Fei secretly admired him for his clear head and quick work efficiency.

The rumors about Hongdamu always being crazy about love are self-defeating.

In the evening, after finishing all the official duties, Mu Yan came to Song Qing's house in time for dinner.

For him, Song Qing was naturally unwilling to open the door.But Mu Yan threatened on the phone to return Song Qing's important things in the company, but in the end Song Qing relented and opened the door.

As soon as he entered the room, Mu Yan's stern face softened, "It smells so good, have you stewed chicken soup?"

There are simple two dishes and one soup on the table, all of which are the most common dishes of Mu Yan's Daping in the past.

He sat down at the dining table with ease, but Song Qing came to him and spread her hands, "Where are the things?"

The corner of Mu Yan's mouth twitched, as if the relationship between the two was still the same as before, "I'm here, treat me to a meal, Secretary Song can't be so stingy, right?"

In the past, when Mu Yanren sat down in a chair, Song Qing would have brought up the bowls and chopsticks, and would have taken the initiative to scoop up the chicken soup for him.

But now Song Qing is expressionless, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, you have a distinguished status. There are so many people who want to invite you to dinner, no matter how they line up, I can't get in line. Give me back what it is."

Mu Yan was satirized by these sarcastic remarks, but he was very happy.Before yesterday, he thought that all of this only existed in memory, but now that he is fine, Mu Yan only thinks that his lover's cold face is very charming.

He reached out and took out a document from his briefcase, and put it in Song Qing's hand. "have a look."

Song Qing frowned lightly, and opened the document, which seemed to be a personnel appointment and dismissal document: Promote him to be the vice president of Hongda.

"Don't be surprised, this is what you deserve." Mu Yan stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said calmly: "In addition to the promotion, I will transfer 5% of the shares from my personal name to you."

According to the current market value of Hongda stock, the 5% he gave to Song Qing is enough for her to have enough food and drink for the rest of her life.Not to mention the position of vice president, the annual salary alone is in the millions, and he still holds real power.

In fact, in terms of ability, qualifications, and contributions, Song Qing could have been the vice president long ago.In the past, Mu Yan had selfish intentions and wanted to keep people by his side.Now he thought clearly, the bird would be willing to stay by his side only if the bird had a chance to fly high.

He thought about it and locked him in a cage all the time, so it's no wonder the other party complained.

Then, the papers were thrown back on the table indiscriminately.

Song Qing's voice was indifferent, "Mr. Mu, your appointment and dismissal paper is too ridiculous."

The smile on the corner of Mu Yan's mouth froze, "Are you dissatisfied with the position of vice president?"

Song Qing looked at him without the warmth of the past, "Mu Yan, I have already resigned."

But Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, "As long as I don't approve it, your resignation will not take effect. Let's talk about it, if you are not satisfied with this condition, then tell me, what will you do before you come back?"

In Mu Yan's world, everyone has a price tag.Things can't be negotiated because the price tag is not in place.

Song Qing seemed to see this person clearly, and smiled sarcastically: "Okay, if I want you to cancel your engagement with Miss Sophia and marry me?"

These words made Mu Yan stunned.

Soon, he frowned, "Song Qing, you know it's impossible. Domestic law doesn't allow two men to marry at all."

Song Qing looked up at him, "Then we can go to the United States and publish it in the Dragon City newspaper after the registration is completed."

"You..." Mu Yan pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he said quietly: "Does this make sense?"

Song Qing's behavior was simply making things difficult for him on purpose.

"Listen to me, the essence of my marriage with Sophia is that Hongda has established the most stable cooperative relationship with Percy Group. If you mind, I can even guarantee that I will not meet her in private after the wedding. "

He held Song Qing's shoulders tightly, and said word by word: "Everyone is an adult, don't think about things with a child's thinking, is that okay?"

Song Qing lowered her head and sneered.Then he broke away from his hand, walked directly to the door, opened the door, and said without any emotion in his voice, "This is the second time, and there will be no next time. Mr. Mu, you are also an adult, so you won't be ashamed of me. In a child's way... to drive you away."

Being teased like this, Mu Yan's face turned ugly.With his current status, who didn't bow and nod when seeing him?Not to mention, the person in front of him is still the lover who has been obedient to him in the past.

The documents lying on the dining table seemed to mock his self-righteousness, Mu Yan glanced at the thin A4 paper from the corner of his eye, and suddenly had a new plan in his mind.

Perhaps, he was too impatient.

"Well, since you're so stubborn, I'll give you time to think it through." He strolled to the door, stopped in front of Song Qing, then took that fair and beautiful hand, ignoring the opponent's struggle, and put it on the back of his hand. Burn a kiss.

"Song Qing, I can't live without you, and it's impossible for you to leave me. Don't be obsessed with those illusory things anymore, be realistic. Hongda Neng has given a lot to you today, come back."

Mu Yan slightly raised his eyes, his eyes were burning with burning ambition, "Come with me, lead Hongda to the world."

Song Qing withdrew her hand, this time she didn't even give him a look, she just glanced at the gate, "If you still don't want to leave, I'll call the police."

Mu Yan clenched the corners of his mouth, the anger just came to his heart but was quickly suppressed by reason.

It doesn't matter, it's right for a lover to have a little temper now.Leaving Hongda, he will soon discover that he is nothing...

When the time comes, people will definitely come back obediently.Now, he just needs to wait patiently.

Waiting for the bird to find its way back.

After Mu Yan left, he really didn't come to the door these few days.

Song Qing began to be busy with her new job - being the boss.

As early as a few years ago, "Secretary Song" had registered a wealth management and investment company with a registered capital of only 100 million and only a few employees. It was considered a grassroots team.He has no time to take care of it on weekdays, so he hired someone to represent him.The company's development is tepid, barely earning some pocket money.

Now that he came out of HTC, he took over the company himself.These days, he has simply redecorated the office, and the company's business is slowly getting started.

669 saw the host buried his head in the document with a pen, and couldn't help complaining: "Why, are you addicted to being the boss?"

Song Qing raised her head from the document, and quickly turned her pen in her hand, "Don't tell me, it's quite interesting. I've been in the film industry for so many years, and I really haven't played the boss."

669 was speechless: "So your plan is to flex your muscles in the business world, kill the son of luck and then leave this plane?"

Before this guy swore that he could make the Son of Luck willingly let him go, could it be that he was bluffing?

It really is bluffing!

Seeing what she was thinking in her own system, Song Qing kicked her foot, and the wheeled seat moved back. He leaned on his back with his arms folded, leisurely picked up the mug on the table, and took a sip of tea.

"Don't be so impatient. Mu Yan's bastard is on the long line now. If I go to the battle without hesitation, it will be so boring."

669: "The son of luck is waiting for you to go back and find him?"

Song Qing said "huh", "He most likely wants to see 'Secretary Song' leave him and be unable to make a living, and finally go back to beg him in desperation."

669 understood, "Then you are slapping him in the face now? Proving that you can still survive without him?"

"Ah? Of course not." Song Qing glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her brows and eyes full of amorous feelings, "What's the point of this level of 'face-slapping'? This company is the trump card of 'Secretary Song'."

669 seemed to remember something, and suddenly said "ah", "So that's it, you're going to—"

It jumped again in the middle, obviously surprised, "Song Qing, you are too ruthless for this trick!"

The corners of Song Qing's mouth curled up, and she tilted her head to show a mischievous smile, "So, you have to play games slowly, and you have to be patient when fishing."

669 still wanted to talk, when the intercom phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Song Qing pressed: "What's wrong?"

The secretary said over there: "Brother Song, Mr. Wang who calls himself Wang Mingxuan wants to see you, and he is here now."

Song Qing raised her eyebrows: "Okay, let him come in."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at 669 with a playful smile, "No, there's a big fish hooked."

Wang Mingxuan, the young owner of Dongjiang Group, Hongda's old rival, is also...

An admirer of Song Qing for many years.