Bye bye, let's not talk about [entertainment]

"Recently, the release of new products involving gorgeous that discriminates against and insults women has aroused the resistance of many female consumers. As time goes by, this turmoil has not cooled down, but has become more and more troublesome. There are still many consumers outside the gorgeous stores. Those who waited in line to return the goods, but as of now the gorgeous store has not opened. Dazhi Group, which owns gorgeous, has not responded."

Accompanied by the reporter's report, Song Xinen was ashamed and angry, wishing to find a place to sneak in.

Even if she didn't look up, she knew that the executives present were scolding her inwardly, and she could feel the disgust in their eyes.

She couldn't sit still anymore, wishing that the meeting would end soon.

President Song raised his head and asked the head of the public relations department, "Mr. Zhang, do you have any ideas?"

Minister Zhang groaned secretly in his heart, he had a solution, but he didn't dare to say that Song Xinen was President Song's youngest daughter, and Minister Xiao Song's beloved sister, he really didn't dare to say too much.

But it’s impossible not to say anything, Minister Zhang stammered back: "The PR department will send out an apology immediately."

President Song nodded and waited for Minister Zhang, but the other party disappeared after saying such a sentence. He frowned, "It's gone?"

"Can this be solved?"

Minister Zhang raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

Song Weiyou took a look at him and said, "Fire the designer involved, recall all the products, make up for the losses of the customers, contact the franchisees, and appease their emotions. A press conference was held, and the person in charge came forward to apologize for this mistake .”

Song Xinen raised her head suddenly when she heard the last sentence, "Why? I won't do it. Why should I apologize."

"Why do you ask?" Song Wei asked rhetorically.

"Anyway, I won't apologize." Song Xinen said forcefully, "If you want to apologize, you can do it yourself. Don't drag me along."

Song Weiyou was almost amused by her gangster logic. She leaned back, crossed her arms and asked her sister leisurely, "I passed the design for the mentally handicapped to mentally retarded? I put the problematic design into production, Entering the market to create today's situation?"

Song Xinen's face turned red and then white after being ridiculed, the palette was the same, so exciting.

Song Wei's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Looking at it, Song Xin'en wanted to pounce on her and rip her mouth open.

The most urgent thing is to fight for the right not to apologize. After Song Xinen got angry, she turned her head and begged her father pitifully, "Dad..."

Secretary Lin "unintentionally" interrupted her, "President, the stock market is open."

"Oh? How's it going?"

Secretary Lin handed over the ipad with a grimace. President Song saw the green glowing movement, and there was no hesitation at all, "Just do as Wei You said. Director Zhang, go to the contact person and prepare the draft. The Finance Department The minister will count the losses this time."

He gave orders in an orderly manner, and Song Xinen was in a hurry, "Dad!"

"Go. Talk to me later, don't show any resentment."

Song Wei's lips curled up.

Song Xinen wanted to say something, but was held back by her brother, "Don't worry, I will definitely tell her well, and I won't cause you any more trouble."

He dragged his sister out, and before going out, he glanced at Song Wei again, his eyes were a little cold.

Song Wei looked back at him with a smile.

Then he also planned to leave, but when he was about to leave, he was stopped by his father, "You stay, I have something to tell you."

Song Xinen was dragged out by her brother, she was about to explode with anger, "Why didn't you let me tell?"

"Will dad change his mind just by talking about it?"

Song Xin'en was speechless. Their father is indeed a man of his own accord, and no one can change what he decides.Ah, no, Song Wei can, and she can make Dad change his mind.

Thinking of her, Song Xinen became even angrier. If she hadn't talked nonsense, she didn't have to apologize.

She tugged at her brother's sleeve, "Brother, do I really want to go? I don't want to, it's so embarrassing."

Compared to this, Song Yuanyu paid more attention to the conversation between his father and Song Wei. What's the matter with her father leaving her alone?

In the office, Song Weiyou was also thinking about this question, why did her father leave her behind?

President Song didn't talk too much nonsense, and went straight to the point, "I plan to transfer you to manage Gorgeous."

Song Wei was very surprised, she quickly weighed the pros and cons, and opened her mouth to refuse.

President Song raised his hand to stop her, "After all, this brand is the lifelong painstaking effort of your grandpa and grandma. I can't watch it fall into Xin En's hands. She is too young to manage those people well. You just went there. If you do If it's good, I have a reason to convince the council."

When Song Wei heard this, she immediately changed her mind and said with a sweet smile, "Okay, Dad."

Chairman Song said again: "If you can't manage well, I can't persuade the council. How about it? Are you going?"

Song Wei was stunned for a moment, failing to convince the directors meant that she would lose the right to inherit the company, and then the entire company would belong to Song Yuanyu.

President Song looked at her leisurely.

Within two seconds, she said, "Go."

President Song laughed, this gambler's mentality is exactly the same as his, he really deserves to be his daughter, he smiled and said: "Then let's make another agreement."

After 10 minutes, Song Weiyou came out of the office happily. As long as she achieves her father's goal, she can enter the core department of the group, she can attack the highest position, and she may become the next president of the group , It is not in vain that she has worked hard for so long.

Song Weiyou took out her mobile phone to share her joyful mood with her friends, the phone was unlocked, and the message pushed by the system jumped onto the screen——

Lee Joo Hyuk liked the magazine photo with Kim Min Hee.

The smile on Song Weiyou's face froze, she clicked on his ins and took a look, he not only liked the photo of him and Jin Minxi's magazine, but also posted a photo of the zombie bride he and Jin Minxi cosplayed a few years ago photo.

The good mood was gone, Song Weiyou dialed his phone with a cold face, "What's wrong with your ins?"

"what?"

"ins."

"What happened to Instagram?"

Song Weiyou was offended by his pretending to be stupid, she sneered, "Don't you know what you did?"

"what did I do?"

"You posted it last night, don't tell me that you have forgotten the content of the likes."

Ok?

Lee Joo-hyuk supported his heavy head to check ins, and then fell silent.

Song Weiyou sneered again, "Why don't you explain? All of this."

The words he heard last night, those humiliating words, and the fact that he thought he had met love, so he gave Song Weiyou a heart, but she was trampled on and played with by her indiscriminately, Lee Joo-hyuk's anger also came up, his eyes Narrowing his eyes slightly, he snorted softly, "Is this important?"

To her who was just playing around, it was nothing at all, what was it?

"nothing?"

Song Wei seemed to hear a joke. Her boyfriend liked the magazine photo taken by her ex, and even posted a zombie bride of the two cosplaying. He said it was nothing to such an important matter?

"Otherwise?" Lee Joo Hyuk asked back.

Song Weiyou was annoyed by his answer, "So you want to tell me now that the person you have always liked in your heart is her, and you have always missed her. Even though we have been separated for so many years," Lee Joo-hyuk heard Now, I wanted to refute, but Song Weiyou didn't give him this chance at all, and continued to mock: "That's right, first love after all."

The significance and importance of first love to a man is self-evident.

"Isn't it hard to pretend normally? You have to pretend to be affectionate." Song Wei smiled as she said, "It's really hard for you. You have played games with me for several months with such acting skills."

"what are you saying?"

Song Wei ignored it, and continued to say: "I don't like to be forced, and I don't like people who are half-hearted towards me. I will never want someone who is half-hearted towards me, so—"

"Lee Joo Hyuk Xi, we're done."