Threat

"You don't know? I thought you knew him when you looked at it like that. The taller one is the owner of this hotel. The little girl next to him should be his child. I heard that he is divorced."

Song Ke only knew a lot of gossip, and after talking to Yan Jicai, Yan Jicai realized that he had made a mistake. He thought the child belonged to Jiang Yang, what?

"How do you know these things?" Yan Jicai asked.

"Everyone understands the affairs of the rivers and lakes."

"Heh." He said it as if he was a gangster, boring.

If Jiang Yang is not the kind of person who is married and messing around, then what is his relationship with this hotel owner?Boy friend?

Forget it, why is he bothering about this kind of thing, I don't know if it will happen again in the future.

The two entered the room one after the other, and Yan Jicai became more and more suspicious, and quickly asked Song Ke:

"Didn't you agree to delete the photos, why did you bring me here?" No, he seems to have asked this question just now, how did Song Ke answer him?How did he forget again?Is he out of his mind?Or did you drink too much tonight?

"You still don't believe me? Then I'll delete it now." Song Ke took out his phone directly, opened the phone folder in front of Yan Jicai, opened it, and continued, "Look carefully, this one and this one I deleted them all. The recording of the conversation between us is this, and I also deleted it." Song Ke raised the phone in Yang's hand after deleting.

He raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Well, should you be relieved now?"

"You're smart." I was afraid that Song Ke would play tricks, so Yan Ji felt at ease now.Regardless of what Song Ke asked him to come to this place, he happily went to the bathroom to take a shower, and he almost couldn't bear the smell of alcohol all over his body.

When Yan Ji went to take a shower, his phone was left outside.

Song Ke sat by the bed, staring at Yan Jicai's flickering cell phone, thinking that this person must have not set a password or fingerprint to unlock it.

Sure enough, Jian Yi sent several WeChat messages in a row, not to mention text messages?

There is no note on the number, and the content is also very strange.

"Your birthday is tomorrow."

Someone who has a crush on Yan Jicai?He seems to have a lot of rotten peach blossoms.

I really didn't see it, heh, he is obviously such a grumpy person.

Song Ke glanced at the decoration in the room, walked to the TV facing the bed, took out the things in his pocket and pressed it, rubbed his chin and looked at the side for a while, making sure that if you don't look carefully, you can't see it , before returning to the bed with confidence.

When Yan Ji came out of the bathroom in a daze, Song Ke was so bored that he was lying on the bed reading the news.

"Washed?" Song Ke asked.

"Well...you go wash." Yan Ji was so sleepy that he had to go to the company tomorrow morning, and he had to sleep now, otherwise he might not be able to get up tomorrow morning.

Only then did Yan Ji walk to the edge of the bed and fell down on the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered it, and fell asleep in seconds.

Song Ke glanced at Yan Jicai's sleeping face, smiled, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Song Ke came out of the shower, Yan Ji was already snoring slightly on the bed.

Song Ke sat by the bed and called out, "Yan Jicai?"

Yan Ji ignored him, and Song Ke lifted the quilt with confidence.

Yan Jicai, who was "surprised" in the middle of the night, almost yelled violently: "Song Ke, you bastard who is riding a horse! Do you have a brain problem!"

What are you doing at night?Also keep people from sleeping?

"What's wrong?" Song Ke, who continued his actions, didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"Start me! Delete the photo and the agreement between us is over! What are you still doing here?" Teddy Song Ke!

"How can you be so ruthless? Anyway, we have made an appointment for such a long time, and we may not have this chance tomorrow, why not enjoy this last night, eh?"

"..."

Yan Ji felt that he must be out of his mind to listen to Song Ke's advice from that bastard.Spent the night with him.

His old waist...

The most terrible thing is that Song Ke disappeared the next morning?

Didn't even wake him up yet?

Yan Ji was woken up by Jiang Guangtao's phone call.

"What are you doing when you don't come to the company? Could it be that you drank too much last night and haven't woken up yet?" Jiang Guangtao's voice was a bit loud, causing Yan Ji's head to hurt.

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Yan Ji had the "consciousness" that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and said with a "hiss":

"I'm not dead yet, talk and fart."

"...No big deal, you'll know when you come to the company, oh, by the way, none of the two newcomers you're paying attention to came to work."

"Who?"

"Jian Yi and Song Ke! Come to the company quickly, the senior management will have a meeting later." Jiang Guangtao hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Yan Jicai is still a little confused, Song Ke really doesn't want to go to the company anymore?

What about Jian Yi?Go back to be his doctor?

Yan Jicai looked at his mobile phone in a daze, and realized that he actually had an unread text message.

"Happy birthday."

Heh, be happy, what is there to celebrate on your birthday, haven't you realized how old you are?

Yan Ji just got up and washed up briefly, then straightened his clothes and went to the company.

Although Yan Ji was only late, he did not panic in his pace, because it would be embarrassing if he walked too hastily, because until now his waist was still aching.

Song Ke really has no conscience, he doesn't show mercy at all.

Although the company looked the same as before, Yan Jicai vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Jiang Guangtao was waiting for Yan Jicai in the office, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly said:

"You are finally here, go to the conference room on the fourth floor."

"What's the rush to get promoted and get rich so early in the morning?" Yan Jicai was dragged by Jiang Guangtao so that his steps were unsteady.

"I don't know either. It is said that the new leader was parachuted."

"Heh, new leader? What are you doing?" Yan Ji let out a snort and entered the meeting room. When he saw the man in suit and leather shoes standing next to Mr. Zhang, he almost spit out old blood.