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Assistant Ji Mingshu knocked on the door, Song Ling stood in front of the window and said softly, "Come in."

Ji Mingshu opened the door and came in, and saw that she had changed into a dress, the original bright red long dress became a black dress.

In her impression, it seemed that the boss only wore these two colors.

Red and black, extremely rich and colorful.

Ji Mingshu said: "Boss, something happened at the hotel."

Song Ling looked away from the window, her eyes were indifferent, she turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"An entertainer, the hailstorm just now damaged the hotel's water supply system. The logistics have been dealt with, but the tenant has been aggressive and demanded compensation for the damage."

Song Ling raised her eyelids and didn't take this matter to heart, she just said, "Where's the person in charge?"

Jinpal Hotel is a hotel under the Song family, and the Song family is involved in a wide range of industries, but Song Ling has never cared much about the hotel.

Ji Mingshu said: "Manager Tang, who is in charge of the hotel, just asked for leave today. Since he is a public figure, there was a serious disturbance there, so the foreman below reported the matter to you to handle it."

It was getting dark outside, and the rain had stopped long ago.

Song Ling picked up the coat on the back of the chair, walked out, "Go and have a look."

Ji Mingshu followed behind, and the two drove to the hotel together.

When the car arrived at the hotel, there were many reporters around the door from afar.

Because of the access control at the door, people gathered around the hotel lobby, and the lobby was in chaos at the moment.

As soon as Song Ling arrived, several foremen immediately received the news and greeted her.

Song Ling wore high heels and asked as she walked, "What happened?"

Although the Jinpal Hotel belongs to the Song family, it is nothing in the eyes of the Song family because of its scale and profitability.

But because it was close to the Song Corporation's headquarters building, and it was an artist issue that involved Song Corporation's face, the people at the bottom didn't know the seriousness of the matter and dared not handle it without authorization, so they had to report it to Song Ling.

Song Ling is the sole heir of the chairman of the Song family. Over the years, this eldest lady has been handling all the big and small matters of the Song family.

Everyone in the Song family knew that Miss Song had an aloof and indifferent personality, and she acted vigorously and vigorously. When dealing with her, one had to be very careful.

The department manager followed Song Ling and led her to the elevator while sneaking a glance at her, intending to blame the matter on others. She explained: "This artist is very popular on the Internet, and his reputation is not good. That's great, usually it's mostly black material for sensationalism, but this time, it deliberately used Song's name to attract many reporters."

On the elevator, the hotel is on the eleventh floor.

Song Ling understood, it was just an Internet celebrity deliberately causing trouble and hype.

"Get rid of the reporters downstairs first, and don't send out any photos without permission. Otherwise, Song's lawyer's letter will be sent to the magazine office at any time." Song Ling paused, and then said, "Go and call Lawyer Wang here." .”

Afterwards, Ji Mingshu knew that Lawyer Wang was the boss's personal lawyer.

Using him, there is no case that cannot be resolved.

"Yes." Ji Mingshu nodded and said, then made a phone call to call someone over.

The elevator stops on the eleventh floor, and this floor is all themed suites.

There are not many rooms, but the decoration style is very good.

Walking to the end of the corridor, several managers of the foreman department gathered around there. Before they reached the door, they could hear them apologizing to the tenants carefully and respectfully.

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Jiang, this is a force majeure factor in the contract. The hailstorm is an unexpected situation, and we can't avoid it. The logistics department has repaired it for you as soon as possible, causing you inconvenience..."

Before the man finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Ling walking not far away from the corner of his eye.

She has never seen the real person, only the photos.But just this one glance is unforgettable.

The department manager paused, and greeted Song Ling respectfully: "Miss Song."

Song Ling responded lightly, and glanced at the people in the room.

The Internet celebrity artist was still wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa, with her manager standing next to her, bowing and following her, probably not assertive.

Song Ling walked in. Because she was wearing high heels, she was tall and slender, and she was very elegant in a black skirt, giving her an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment when she saw the person coming. She thought she was still a beautiful woman. After all these years in the industry, she hadn't seen any kind of beautiful woman.

But the woman in front of her had a delicate and clear face, her brows were slenderly hooked, and her red lips made it hard to move her eyes away. Those cold and slanted eyes made her think of the word "femme fatale" Come.

Beauty is beauty, but this beauty makes people tremble subconsciously.

The back of Jiang Yan leaning on the sofa straightened unconsciously. It's not that she has never heard of the Song family name, and she also knows the legendary Miss Song Ling Song.

It's just that I didn't expect that Song Ling would come to deal with this matter in person.

Originally, she just wanted to use Song's name to take advantage of the opportunity to gain popularity. After all, Song has never been in the news. If she can gain this wave of enthusiasm, she may not be able to make the headlines tonight.

Now with the appearance of the daughter of the Song family in person, she won't lose money this time around.

Jiang Yan was about to open her mouth and put on a domineering posture, when the assistant behind Songling suddenly spoke preemptively: "Boss, Lawyer Wang has arrived."

Jiang Yan was taken aback when she heard her words.

Song Ling actually found a lawyer?

Before Jiang Yan could react, she saw a man walking in from outside the room, dressed in a suit and looking like a lawyer.

Jiang Yan panicked.

I thought I would negotiate for a while, but who knew that Song Ling would not even do superficial work...

Before the lawyer came, assistant Ji Mingshu had already explained the situation here.

So lawyer Wang said directly: "According to relevant laws and regulations: if there are force majeure factors in the contract between the two parties, such as typhoon, flood, hail, etc., they can be exempted from liability for breach of contract. Those who make a fool of themselves and damage our company's reputation will be transferred All the manpower that can be mobilized, and all possible means are used to reconcile as much as possible, if the reconciliation fails, the person who makes a fool of himself will be taken to the public security office for processing."

The lawyer said a lot of clauses, but Jiang Yan didn't listen carefully, and only heard the last sentence "bring the troublemakers to the police room for processing", and her face suddenly changed.

Seeing her expression, Song Ling snorted coldly, glanced at the name tag on the pocket of the manager next to him, and said coldly, "Manager Xu, chase me away!"

Jiang Yan stood up in panic, wanting to argue again, when the manager behind her suddenly pulled off her clothes, shook her head at her, and signaled not to cause trouble.

Who is Song Ling? There is no news about the Song family in this circle. It is not without reason.It's not that there is no news, it's that no one dares to report the news about the Song family.

Song Ling turned and left. When she reached the door, the door of the opposite room suddenly opened, and she paused for a moment.

Opposite lived Shen Zhao and Rui Si'er, they were about to go out, Rui Si'er turned his back to the door, Shen Zhao put his hands on her neck, the whole body hung on her body, his eyes were curved, and he smiled happily. She lifted her lips to kiss the person in front of her, and shouted softly and softly, "Si'er..."

Song Ling caught a glimpse of those eyes again, almond deep eyes, full of moisture, as if she had just cried.

The love in those eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Because the door of the room was not directly facing each other, Shen Zhao and Resil did not notice what happened here.

Ji Mingshu followed behind Song Ling, noticing that she was in a daze, she looked along the line of sight, just in time to see the face in the gap in the door.

She also froze for a moment, roughly only five or six points similar, but those eyes were nine points.

Ji Mingshu stood quietly behind him without speaking.

Song Ling's eyes drooped slightly, she turned her gaze back out of the room, and walked out of the corridor.

At night in Jiangcheng after it had just rained, the wind blew over and it was slightly cool.

Ji Mingshu drove, and Song Ling sat in the back of the car.

The speed of the car was slow, and the neon light and shadow of the city shone in from the window, flickering and falling on Song Ling, adding another kind of lonely atmosphere to the originally silent carriage.

Song Ling leaned against the back of the car, closed her eyes, her mind was full of images of the man kissing others just now.

Those eyes, gentle and innocent, smiling, wet...

She felt irritable, so she opened her eyes quickly, and her curled eyelashes stretched out, casting a shadow under the reflection of the light.

The voice came over faintly, with a deep voice: "Send the information of all residents on the eleventh floor of the hotel to my mailbox."

Ji Mingshu was stunned for a moment, but as expected, he didn't ask too much, and only respectfully replied: "Yes, boss."