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

No matter how much wind and rain you experienced yesterday, how sad you are, you should wake up the next day as if nothing happened, calm and composed, this is Song Wei's consistent principle.

She ate early, carefully matched her clothes and jewelry, and put on a more delicate makeup than before. Looking at herself in the mirror, which was exquisite from head to toe, she smiled with satisfaction, and then went out to work.

On the way to the office, there were polite and polite greetings from the employees all the way. Song Wei held her chin up reservedly and walked forward without looking sideways.

Behind her was a small discussion among employees, "Minister Song is a little different today, have you noticed?"

"Yes, Minister Song is very beautiful today. When she passed by me just now, my heart beat faster. How can she be so beautiful? I can't help my heartbeat as a woman, and I smell so good."

"It's not about that, it's about her makeup. Based on my observation and understanding of Minister Song over the years, something must happen when she looks extra beautiful."

"That's a good thing. Does the president want to give her a promotion?"

"Not necessarily, because Minister Song is also like this when she encounters bad things. She was like this when she was suspended by Minister Xiao Song last year, and she was like this when she broke up with the Olympic champion in our country."

"Isn't it hard to see whether it's a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It's not that you can't see it at all. You can see if anyone has been unlucky recently."

Their Minister Song, he will keep people's notebooks.

When Song Wei walked to the elevator, Song Xinen and Song Yuanyu were standing in the elevator. As soon as Song Xinen saw her coming, she immediately pressed the close button.

The elevator door closed slowly, Song Wei looked at Song Xinen in the car with complacent eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

She blocked it with her bag, and the elevator door stopped moving. Song Wei went in with her head held high. Song Xinen was so angry that she sneered, "Can't you see that you are not welcome here?"

Did Song Wei get angry? Instead, she smiled and asked the motionless staff outside the station, "Aren't you coming in?"

Those employees shook their heads like something, "We don't rush, just wait until we get off work. Thank you, Minister Song."

Just kidding, go in at this time and see how their sisters fight?

They didn't want to come in, and Song Wei didn't force her, so she pressed the close button.

After the elevator closed, Song Weiyou said, "Is your liking important?"

Her tone was flat, and her expression was very calm. The angry Song Xinen who didn't put Song Xinen in her eyes at all was going to die, "Song Wei has it!"

Song Weiyou rubbed her earlobe, and said lightly, "I don't mind, but Dad doesn't. Are you sure you want to keep yelling?"

Song Xinen's face froze. Her father respected the most rules and loved Song Weiyou the most. If he knew that she didn't respect Song Weiyou and called her by her first name, her father would definitely give her a good look.

Thinking of her father's stern face, and the always cold and cold eyes when he looked at her, Song Xinen faltered and shut up.She didn't have the guts to challenge her father's authority, but she felt that it was too shameful for her to "confess" like this, and she didn't want Song Wei to have a good time, so she stabbed: "Don't think that if Dad transfers you, you can get what you want." everything."

"Don't be too complacent, you won't be complacent for long!"

"Oh," Song Wei replied calmly, "Then just watch."

Song Xinen was so pissed off that she wished she could rush over and beat Song Wei up. How could Song Wei have such an annoying person in this world!

The elevator stopped, and Song Weiyou walked out first.

After going out, she didn't know what she thought of and stopped to look at Song Xin'en, her eyes were straight and thoughtful.

Song Xin'en was horrified at being looked at, and felt a little frightened, she shouted sternly, "What are you looking at?"

Song Wei didn't answer, she looked away, and walked away with her bag Shi Shiran.

Song Xinen was half dead with anger, "Brother, look at her! Look at her."

"Is she sick? How can there be such a person as Song Wei in this world? She really hates it."

"Why did Dad take her back then!"

"Xin En!" Song Yuanyu warned his sister.

Song Xinen knew she had made a slip of the tongue, but she was really wronged. In front of her brother again, she stiffened her neck and replied, "It was. Why is she here? This is our home, not hers."

Song Yuanyu sighed slightly, he patted his sister's head, "Okay, anyway, she doesn't live at home now."

Song Xinen pouted, "She'd better never come back."

Not long after Song Wei arrived at the office, she went to the conference room for a meeting.

At the meeting, President Song announced the transfer of Song Weiyou to manage the personnel orders of Gorgeous.

People who were not familiar with President Song thought that he was just dissatisfied with Song Xinen's performance in the past two years, and took the opportunity to transfer the capable eldest daughter to rectify.Those who are familiar with him don't think so, "The chairman is paving the way for Wei You to enter the core of the company."

Director Huang told his subordinates so.

The subordinates don't quite understand that managing a half-dead company is paving the way for Song Weiyou.

"Gorgeous is of great significance to the group. It's different. If Weiyou can manage it well and let it regain its former glory, the president will have reason to convince the board of directors."

"It's like this? Is the chairman going to hand over the company to her? He really wants to hand over the company to Minister Song? What about Xiao Song, Minister Song?"

No wonder the subordinates were so surprised.

Since the founding of South Korea, it has not been heard that any chaebol will hand over the family business to the daughter to inherit and manage it. The family business is basically inherited by the son.Now the director actually said that the chairman is paving the way for Minister Song, why not surprise him?

Director Huang shook his head, "It's not necessarily for Wei to inherit. This is also a test for her. If she can't do it, the president won't consider her."

"Even if she was not allowed to inherit, the president is like this, already..." The subordinate thought of adjectives, "already..." He couldn't think of how to describe President Song's shocking decision, so he could only sigh: "He really loves Minister Song."

I knew President Song loved Song Weiyou a long time ago, but I didn't expect to love him so much, "Minister Song is really the No.1 among the richest daughters of the chaebol."

Director Huang smiled meaningfully, "Our chairman is a long-term lover."

"Then over there...do you want them to pay attention?"

"You tell them to pay attention."

Song Weiyou is not Song Xinen, she is easy to be fooled, and she just slipped by casually.

The subordinate said yes.

After the personnel order came down, even if Song Xinen was very unwilling and was suspended after the accident, she still had to come to the company to hand over to Song Weiyou.

At the same time, Song Weiyou also had to hand over to Minister Lin who succeeded her.Down on both sides, she is busy flying up.

After both sides have handed over, it will be half a month later.

In early January, on a sunny day, Song Weiyou officially took office as the new president of gorgeous.

Her arrival made Gorgeous very nervous. After all, there are three fires when a new official takes office, and no one knows who and where these three fires will burn.

On the first day of taking office, Song Weiyou held a meeting, met with the middle and high-level management above the section chief, and then went to various departments for a tour.

When she went to inspect the department, she did not notify at all, so she went there suddenly, which made everyone very nervous, not knowing what medicine she sold in the gourd, and worried that she had not performed well.

Just when everyone was uneasy, they received a notice of the party, and their newly appointed president wanted to invite them to dinner.

No one dared not to go, and no one dared to be presumptuous at the dinner table. Everyone was very restrained and nervous. Song Wei said with a crooked smile after seeing it: "Don't be so nervous, I don't know how to eat people, and it's just a matter of eating with everyone." I want to get acquainted with everyone, after all, I will work with you for a long time in the future, and I also want to get to know you sooner."

She is very beautiful, her eyes are beautiful crescent moon eyes, and she bends when she smiles. She is kind and kind, without any aggressiveness, and it is easy for people to let their guard down.

No, she said that and smiled again. The tension of the employees has eased a lot, and the atmosphere at the dinner table has relaxed visibly.The staff who will be there will follow her words and toast her again. Song Wei drinks it with a smile.

With her like this, the employees also slowly let go, and the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually heated up, and they talked more.

Song Wei smiled and listened with her chin propped, extracting useful information from it.

After eating, they went to ktv again.

After arriving at the ktv, the employees were more open-minded. Song Weiyou left after staying for a while. After all, she was here, and the employees didn't have a good time playing, and some things were even more difficult to say.

She left with her bag.

Sure enough, her departure made the employees more relaxed, and their singing voice was louder than before. Song Wei, who walked outside the door, smiled, turned and left.

The ktv at night was lively, and ghosts were crying and howling wolves everywhere. Song Wei covered her ears and walked quickly through the corridor to the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly, and at this moment she heard someone shouting outside, "Wait, don't close it! There's one more here, two more."

Song Weiyou was a very civic-minded person, so she pressed the button to open the door when she heard the words.

A figure rushed into the elevator like a small whirlwind, and opened his mouth to thank, "Thank you, the beauty really thank you so much, you want... er... Wei You? Why are you?" Jin Shuiying was stunned, right?Such a coincidence?

Song Wei smiled.

Jin Shuiying couldn't laugh, he turned his head abruptly, Song Weiyou followed his line of sight, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

It's Lee Joo Hyuk.

Lee Joo Hyuk also saw her.

Seeing her, his heart skipped a beat, and then those unpleasant memories flooded up again, his lips were tightened, his expression became cold and indifferent.

Song Weiyou was not the case, she looked away lightly, her expression was indifferent and calm, as if the person standing outside was just an insignificant person.

Lee Joo Hyuk's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.

Jin Shuiying noticed his movements, her heart tightened, and she quickly said: "Well, Zhu Hyuk, I found that we didn't seem to be in such a hurry..."

"Why don't you wait until you get off work?" Before he could say that, Lee Joo-hyuk walked in with his long legs.Jin Shuiying shuddered all over, what are you doing here, are you fighting?