"Ms. Song~~!"
"sorry!"
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault."
"It's my jealousy that's playing tricks on me!"
"Please let me go!"
"I"
"Go away! Just pretend I've never seen you!" Yang Hao, who couldn't bear to watch it any longer, didn't say any more nonsense.
Two simple words.
The matter has already been concluded.
In fact, Yang Hao himself had no intention of arguing too much with such people.
Because he knew that for someone of his current status, there would be many people who would handle this matter cleanly for him.
But since Song Meihui had spoken, Yang Hao did her a favor.
In fact, according to Yang Hao's current state of mind, he no longer has the same petty mindset as before for someone who is extremely jealous and snobbish.
"Mr. First"
Li Lizhen felt a little nervous when she saw Yang Hao's disgusted expression.
She was a little confused as to whether the mysterious boss in front of her had let her go or not.
But just as she turned her puzzled gaze and the last glimmer of hope from Yang Hao to Song Meihui.
In the end, it was Song Meihui who spoke on behalf of Yang Hao: "Our president still has a lot of things to do."
"That's all for today."
In fact, Song Meihui knew that Yang Hao was taking her feelings into consideration, and she was very grateful in her heart.
Originally, she was the one who caused the trouble, but the president not only did not care, he even helped her solve all the problems.
Could it be that the president is really interested in me?
In just a moment, a blush appeared on Song Meihui's fair face.
In contrast, there was a slight blush on Song Meihui's face.
After receiving a positive response from Song Meihui, Li Lizhen kept kowtowed to Song Meihui and Yang Hao to express her gratitude.
"Thank you. Thank you, President!"
"Thank you, Ms. Song."
"I'm going to leave now. I'm going to mess around now."
Having said that, Li Lizhi didn't dare to stay any longer. She crawled away with joy from this lounge that seemed to make her feel like she was in hell.
Who would have thought.
A female secretary who is so fussy about even a low-end Porsche actually has a president with such great power.
In fact, she didn't know that Song Meihui was obsessed with the Porsche only because she didn't want her chairman to think that she was a woman who was greedy for money.
After all, she is different from Yoon Eun Hye.
Although Yin Enhui had no official status, she was still a maidservant.
And she.
She still couldn't let go of the grudge in her heart.
But today.
After Yang Hao domineeringly solved so many problems for him.
For her, a single mother who got pregnant unexpectedly during college and has been living alone ever since, this was a fatal blow.
The heart that had been spoiled for many years was finally opened up a little by Yang Hao's domineering means.
Looking at the lounge where only a few of them were left.
Although Song Meihui's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, after all, the incident happened because of them, so she stood up immediately, bowed to Yang Hao and said, "Sorry, President!"
"today."
Before Song Meihui could finish, Yang Hao acted as if nothing had happened. He swept away the domineering CEO's aura just now, and instantly returned to his original mature and steady handsome uncle. He waved his hand at Song Meihui and said, "Meihui~~!"
"You just have to remember one thing."
"Be my secretary, except me."
“No one can bully you.”
“Whether right or wrong.”
When Yang Hao finished saying this, he was already standing in front of Song Meihui.
Yang Hao, who is 180cm tall, faces Song Meihui, who is 168cm tall.
One is mature and domineering, the other is mature and steady.
The two of them stood there, looking at each other, less than an arm's length away.
Yoon Eun Hye: It’s over, it’s over. From now on, she’s really my older sister. But the president is so domineering.
Song Qiaoen: Oh my god, this uncle is so handsome. Mom, if he were my stepfather, would he charm all the guys in school?
Ok!
The two people looking at each other had no idea that the two girls sitting on both sides of them had already unconsciously imagined what they would look like when they were together.
But now.
You said that even Yin Enhui and Song Qiaoen were shocked by Yang Hao's domineering aura.
What's more, standing face to face in front of Yang Hao, looking at his mature and handsome appearance, and smelling the unique hormonal scent that only a successful man can emit.
Song Meihui felt that she was constantly falling under Yang Hao's tall figure.
Just when Song Meihui was about to give up Yang Hao's slightly aggressive gaze, Yang Hao suddenly retracted his gaze and said to Song Meihui: "Let's go!"
"I guess the person in charge here will be here soon."
"Help me pick out a car."
"If it's convenient in the evening, accompany me to an appointment."
“Convenient~!”
Yang Hao had just finished speaking when the person who answered him was not Song Meihui, but Song Qiaoen, whose eyes were full of stars.
"Uh, you are Meihui's daughter, right~~!" Yang Hao couldn't help but smile kindly as he looked at the little girl who looked 9% similar to Song Meihui.
Of course, Yang Hao’s kindness is genuine.
Yang Hao knew about it ever since the incident between Xiao Baihua and Sister Ou.
There are some things that just can't be crossed.
Since Song Meihui has been made the target, we can only watch this immature little white flower.
"Yeah~~!" Feeling Yang Hao's kind gaze, Song Qiaoen nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, uncle~~!"
"As expected of Meihui's daughter, she is such a beauty~~!"
Yang Hao's eyes were full of kindness and doting.
"Hehe. Thank you, uncle!" Song Qiaoen smiled instantly when praised by Yang Hao.
But the next second, Song Qiaoen's words made the whole scene awkward.
"Uncle."
"Why don't you chase my mother?"
"I wouldn't mind."
Just these three sentences.
Yang Hao: Did I go so smoothly? It seems that my BUFF of the dreams of 900 million girls has other effects.
Yin Enhui: Hiss~~! This little girl is really open-minded. If she can get close to the president, she will be the president's daughter.
Song Meihui: It’s over. I’m too embarrassed to see anyone. What should I do?
Just when Song Meihui was feeling extremely nervous and didn't know how Yang Hao would answer.
However, Yang Hao gave her an answer that made her heart speed up.
"Okay~~!"
"You have to help me."
"Of course. Long live~~!" Yang Hao's affirmative answer instantly made Song Qiaoen jump for joy.
He even came to his mother, took her hand and said, "Mom~~!"
"Uncle agreed to pursue you."
"Hurry up and agree"
Yang Hao: This girl is worth loving.
Yoon Eun Hye: It turns out that my daughter is the most beautiful and warmest little cotton-padded jacket for my stepfather.
Song Meihui: Daughter, are you going to let your mother stay here?
"Jon~~!" Song Meihui's eyes were full of anger, yet a hint of shyness as she blamed her daughter.
After she finished speaking, she turned around and said to Yang Hao with a shy and embarrassed look on her face: "Sorry, President~~!"
"Jon, she doesn't understand"
Before Song Meihui could finish her words, Yang Hao said to her naturally: "I took it seriously~~!"
"and"
"I like Jon a lot."
Yang Hao makes no secret of the woman he likes.
“Yeah~~!”
"Uncle, you are awesome~~!"
As a single-parent family, Song Qiaoen is extremely happy. She finally has a father.
And he is also a domineering father in China.
"Let's go~~!"
"Come with me to look at the car!"
"By the way, how about treating tonight as my first date with you~~!"
Yang Hao once again extended his hand to Song Meihui openly.
And this moment.
Song Meihui looked at Yang Hao's extremely sincere smile and serious eyes.
Song Meihui knew.
It's time for me to express my opinion now.
She knew this because she had been in contact with Yang Hao for some time.
This time Yang Hao was really not joking with her.
"Hmm~~!" Song Meihui thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded from the bottom of her heart.
No one knew what she meant by "hmm".
Yes, I agreed to accompany Yang Hao to look at cars.
Still agreed to accompany Yang Hao to the evening drinking party.
Still agreed to Yang Hao's pursuit.
Yang Hao knew that Song Meihui was still a little uncomfortable, so he didn't press her too hard. He just smiled and nodded at Song Meihui. Then, in front of Yin Enhui and Song Qiaoen, he took Song Meihui's slightly hot white hand and walked out of the lounge.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that Song Meihui and Yang Hao are about the same age.
But some women are like that.
Women in their 30s are more tender than those in their 20s.
This is not just because they take good care of themselves, it also has something to do with their natural beauty.
And Song Meihui is such a woman.
"Mr. Yang"
"Mr. Yang"
"Sorry, sorry! Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"I am the general manager of this car dealership."
Just as Yang Hao and Song Meihui were strolling casually looking at the car, the real manager of the car dealership finally appeared.
Looking at him, he was sweating and extremely nervous.
Yang Hao knew without guessing that it was probably Song Zhongxian who said something to the manager.
"It's ok!"
"I have something else to do later!"
"Please help me get the temporary documents for this car. I need to drive it out for a trip."
"As for the handover of work here, my assistant will arrange for someone to come and hand it over to you."
Yang Hao didn't waste any time and directly told the extremely nervous manager what he was going to do.
When the car dealership manager saw Yang Hao's decisiveness, he felt relieved.
He was originally having dinner with a client, but he didn't expect that such a big thing would happen just because he was absent for half a day.
When he heard what the company's real boss Song Zhongxian said about what was happening here, he secretly felt that something was wrong.
Fortunately, Mr. Yang from China did not seem angry.
"Good sir!"
"It will be done for you right away."
There was no point in the manager saying any more nonsense, and he quickly called his assistant to bring him the documents for the Pagani Zonda.
Then he started to flatter Yang Hao.
But Yang Hao didn't have time to chat with him, so he just left the matter to Yin Enhui.
of course.
Yoon Eun-hye was also very willing.
Because just now his president said that as long as she liked the car here, he could just send her away.
of course.
After this incident, Yoon Eun-hye will certainly not really drive a real luxury car, but it is also good to be able to freely choose some cars she likes.
"Jon."
"Are you going to go home first, or are you planning to stay here and play with your sister Enhui?"
"Uncle, I'm going on a date with your mother."
After dealing with Yin Eun-hui, Yang Hao now started negotiating with this all-round assisting little princess.
Although the little princess has clearly stated that her mother can
Ahem, let Yang Hao chase him.
But Yang Hao also has to ask the little princess for instructions.
"I certainly won't be a light bulb."
"I'll just stay here with Sister Eun Hye."
"Is it mom~~!"
After saying this, Song Qiaoen winked at his mother mischievously.
This made Song Meihui very angry.
I have raised her for almost 18 years, and you're going to sell her just like that?
"I really want to sell you now~~~!"
Song Meihui squeezed out these words from between her teeth.
But although he looks fierce.
But it only elicited smirks from Yang Hao and Song Qiaoen.
"I can't bear to sell it~~!" Yang Hao tightened Song Meihui's hand, then took out a black card from the inside pocket of his suit.
"Jon!"
"This card is a gift from uncle."
“No passwords, no spending limits.”
"Wait until you pass your driving test before picking up the car you like from the car dealership!"
"Buy whatever you like."
Yang Hao's actions instantly frightened Song Qiaoen's young heart.
Black card?
No password.
No limit?
As long as you are an adult and have a driver's license, you can drive freely.
God!
What kind of divine stepfather is this?
Although Song Qiaoen is not a materialistic girl.
But which girl can resist Yang Hao's money?
This wave of selling mothers is really good.
But Song Qiaoen didn't go to pick up the black card.
Instead, she said to Yang Hao sweetly: "Uncle!"
"I'm not yet of age."
"It's enough for you to be nice to my mother."
"My mother gave me a lot of pocket money. I don't want the card anymore."
The feeling in the cool novel is good, but Song Qiaoen is not an ignorant girl.
As the secretary of the president of MS Company for so many years, Song Meihui cannot be said to be very rich, but at least she is much richer than most ordinary family members.
Besides, Song Qiaoen comes from such a family. As a mother, how could she let her daughter suffer?
Song Qiaoen's action made Song Meihui feel relieved instantly.
Because she was really afraid that her daughter would take it.
Although her relationship with Yang Hao is very delicate now, she still has a trace of grudge in her heart.
If my daughter had taken that black card with no credit limit at this time.
What should I do as a mother?
Was it really sold?
Although Song Meihui was relieved, Yang Hao had no intention of letting her do so.
He stuffed the black card into Song Qiaoen's hand as fast as lightning, and said to him with a deliberately stern face: "No one can refuse the gift given by the uncle."
“And you have to spend it!”
Song Qiaoen: Where can I find an uncle like this?
Song Meihui: Such a president is so perfect that people can't find any reason to reject him.
I have really fallen. (End of this chapter)
"sorry!"
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault."
"It's my jealousy that's playing tricks on me!"
"Please let me go!"
"I"
"Go away! Just pretend I've never seen you!" Yang Hao, who couldn't bear to watch it any longer, didn't say any more nonsense.
Two simple words.
The matter has already been concluded.
In fact, Yang Hao himself had no intention of arguing too much with such people.
Because he knew that for someone of his current status, there would be many people who would handle this matter cleanly for him.
But since Song Meihui had spoken, Yang Hao did her a favor.
In fact, according to Yang Hao's current state of mind, he no longer has the same petty mindset as before for someone who is extremely jealous and snobbish.
"Mr. First"
Li Lizhen felt a little nervous when she saw Yang Hao's disgusted expression.
She was a little confused as to whether the mysterious boss in front of her had let her go or not.
But just as she turned her puzzled gaze and the last glimmer of hope from Yang Hao to Song Meihui.
In the end, it was Song Meihui who spoke on behalf of Yang Hao: "Our president still has a lot of things to do."
"That's all for today."
In fact, Song Meihui knew that Yang Hao was taking her feelings into consideration, and she was very grateful in her heart.
Originally, she was the one who caused the trouble, but the president not only did not care, he even helped her solve all the problems.
Could it be that the president is really interested in me?
In just a moment, a blush appeared on Song Meihui's fair face.
In contrast, there was a slight blush on Song Meihui's face.
After receiving a positive response from Song Meihui, Li Lizhen kept kowtowed to Song Meihui and Yang Hao to express her gratitude.
"Thank you. Thank you, President!"
"Thank you, Ms. Song."
"I'm going to leave now. I'm going to mess around now."
Having said that, Li Lizhi didn't dare to stay any longer. She crawled away with joy from this lounge that seemed to make her feel like she was in hell.
Who would have thought.
A female secretary who is so fussy about even a low-end Porsche actually has a president with such great power.
In fact, she didn't know that Song Meihui was obsessed with the Porsche only because she didn't want her chairman to think that she was a woman who was greedy for money.
After all, she is different from Yoon Eun Hye.
Although Yin Enhui had no official status, she was still a maidservant.
And she.
She still couldn't let go of the grudge in her heart.
But today.
After Yang Hao domineeringly solved so many problems for him.
For her, a single mother who got pregnant unexpectedly during college and has been living alone ever since, this was a fatal blow.
The heart that had been spoiled for many years was finally opened up a little by Yang Hao's domineering means.
Looking at the lounge where only a few of them were left.
Although Song Meihui's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, after all, the incident happened because of them, so she stood up immediately, bowed to Yang Hao and said, "Sorry, President!"
"today."
Before Song Meihui could finish, Yang Hao acted as if nothing had happened. He swept away the domineering CEO's aura just now, and instantly returned to his original mature and steady handsome uncle. He waved his hand at Song Meihui and said, "Meihui~~!"
"You just have to remember one thing."
"Be my secretary, except me."
“No one can bully you.”
“Whether right or wrong.”
When Yang Hao finished saying this, he was already standing in front of Song Meihui.
Yang Hao, who is 180cm tall, faces Song Meihui, who is 168cm tall.
One is mature and domineering, the other is mature and steady.
The two of them stood there, looking at each other, less than an arm's length away.
Yoon Eun Hye: It’s over, it’s over. From now on, she’s really my older sister. But the president is so domineering.
Song Qiaoen: Oh my god, this uncle is so handsome. Mom, if he were my stepfather, would he charm all the guys in school?
Ok!
The two people looking at each other had no idea that the two girls sitting on both sides of them had already unconsciously imagined what they would look like when they were together.
But now.
You said that even Yin Enhui and Song Qiaoen were shocked by Yang Hao's domineering aura.
What's more, standing face to face in front of Yang Hao, looking at his mature and handsome appearance, and smelling the unique hormonal scent that only a successful man can emit.
Song Meihui felt that she was constantly falling under Yang Hao's tall figure.
Just when Song Meihui was about to give up Yang Hao's slightly aggressive gaze, Yang Hao suddenly retracted his gaze and said to Song Meihui: "Let's go!"
"I guess the person in charge here will be here soon."
"Help me pick out a car."
"If it's convenient in the evening, accompany me to an appointment."
“Convenient~!”
Yang Hao had just finished speaking when the person who answered him was not Song Meihui, but Song Qiaoen, whose eyes were full of stars.
"Uh, you are Meihui's daughter, right~~!" Yang Hao couldn't help but smile kindly as he looked at the little girl who looked 9% similar to Song Meihui.
Of course, Yang Hao’s kindness is genuine.
Yang Hao knew about it ever since the incident between Xiao Baihua and Sister Ou.
There are some things that just can't be crossed.
Since Song Meihui has been made the target, we can only watch this immature little white flower.
"Yeah~~!" Feeling Yang Hao's kind gaze, Song Qiaoen nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, uncle~~!"
"As expected of Meihui's daughter, she is such a beauty~~!"
Yang Hao's eyes were full of kindness and doting.
"Hehe. Thank you, uncle!" Song Qiaoen smiled instantly when praised by Yang Hao.
But the next second, Song Qiaoen's words made the whole scene awkward.
"Uncle."
"Why don't you chase my mother?"
"I wouldn't mind."
Just these three sentences.
Yang Hao: Did I go so smoothly? It seems that my BUFF of the dreams of 900 million girls has other effects.
Yin Enhui: Hiss~~! This little girl is really open-minded. If she can get close to the president, she will be the president's daughter.
Song Meihui: It’s over. I’m too embarrassed to see anyone. What should I do?
Just when Song Meihui was feeling extremely nervous and didn't know how Yang Hao would answer.
However, Yang Hao gave her an answer that made her heart speed up.
"Okay~~!"
"You have to help me."
"Of course. Long live~~!" Yang Hao's affirmative answer instantly made Song Qiaoen jump for joy.
He even came to his mother, took her hand and said, "Mom~~!"
"Uncle agreed to pursue you."
"Hurry up and agree"
Yang Hao: This girl is worth loving.
Yoon Eun Hye: It turns out that my daughter is the most beautiful and warmest little cotton-padded jacket for my stepfather.
Song Meihui: Daughter, are you going to let your mother stay here?
"Jon~~!" Song Meihui's eyes were full of anger, yet a hint of shyness as she blamed her daughter.
After she finished speaking, she turned around and said to Yang Hao with a shy and embarrassed look on her face: "Sorry, President~~!"
"Jon, she doesn't understand"
Before Song Meihui could finish her words, Yang Hao said to her naturally: "I took it seriously~~!"
"and"
"I like Jon a lot."
Yang Hao makes no secret of the woman he likes.
“Yeah~~!”
"Uncle, you are awesome~~!"
As a single-parent family, Song Qiaoen is extremely happy. She finally has a father.
And he is also a domineering father in China.
"Let's go~~!"
"Come with me to look at the car!"
"By the way, how about treating tonight as my first date with you~~!"
Yang Hao once again extended his hand to Song Meihui openly.
And this moment.
Song Meihui looked at Yang Hao's extremely sincere smile and serious eyes.
Song Meihui knew.
It's time for me to express my opinion now.
She knew this because she had been in contact with Yang Hao for some time.
This time Yang Hao was really not joking with her.
"Hmm~~!" Song Meihui thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded from the bottom of her heart.
No one knew what she meant by "hmm".
Yes, I agreed to accompany Yang Hao to look at cars.
Still agreed to accompany Yang Hao to the evening drinking party.
Still agreed to Yang Hao's pursuit.
Yang Hao knew that Song Meihui was still a little uncomfortable, so he didn't press her too hard. He just smiled and nodded at Song Meihui. Then, in front of Yin Enhui and Song Qiaoen, he took Song Meihui's slightly hot white hand and walked out of the lounge.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that Song Meihui and Yang Hao are about the same age.
But some women are like that.
Women in their 30s are more tender than those in their 20s.
This is not just because they take good care of themselves, it also has something to do with their natural beauty.
And Song Meihui is such a woman.
"Mr. Yang"
"Mr. Yang"
"Sorry, sorry! Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"I am the general manager of this car dealership."
Just as Yang Hao and Song Meihui were strolling casually looking at the car, the real manager of the car dealership finally appeared.
Looking at him, he was sweating and extremely nervous.
Yang Hao knew without guessing that it was probably Song Zhongxian who said something to the manager.
"It's ok!"
"I have something else to do later!"
"Please help me get the temporary documents for this car. I need to drive it out for a trip."
"As for the handover of work here, my assistant will arrange for someone to come and hand it over to you."
Yang Hao didn't waste any time and directly told the extremely nervous manager what he was going to do.
When the car dealership manager saw Yang Hao's decisiveness, he felt relieved.
He was originally having dinner with a client, but he didn't expect that such a big thing would happen just because he was absent for half a day.
When he heard what the company's real boss Song Zhongxian said about what was happening here, he secretly felt that something was wrong.
Fortunately, Mr. Yang from China did not seem angry.
"Good sir!"
"It will be done for you right away."
There was no point in the manager saying any more nonsense, and he quickly called his assistant to bring him the documents for the Pagani Zonda.
Then he started to flatter Yang Hao.
But Yang Hao didn't have time to chat with him, so he just left the matter to Yin Enhui.
of course.
Yoon Eun-hye was also very willing.
Because just now his president said that as long as she liked the car here, he could just send her away.
of course.
After this incident, Yoon Eun-hye will certainly not really drive a real luxury car, but it is also good to be able to freely choose some cars she likes.
"Jon."
"Are you going to go home first, or are you planning to stay here and play with your sister Enhui?"
"Uncle, I'm going on a date with your mother."
After dealing with Yin Eun-hui, Yang Hao now started negotiating with this all-round assisting little princess.
Although the little princess has clearly stated that her mother can
Ahem, let Yang Hao chase him.
But Yang Hao also has to ask the little princess for instructions.
"I certainly won't be a light bulb."
"I'll just stay here with Sister Eun Hye."
"Is it mom~~!"
After saying this, Song Qiaoen winked at his mother mischievously.
This made Song Meihui very angry.
I have raised her for almost 18 years, and you're going to sell her just like that?
"I really want to sell you now~~~!"
Song Meihui squeezed out these words from between her teeth.
But although he looks fierce.
But it only elicited smirks from Yang Hao and Song Qiaoen.
"I can't bear to sell it~~!" Yang Hao tightened Song Meihui's hand, then took out a black card from the inside pocket of his suit.
"Jon!"
"This card is a gift from uncle."
“No passwords, no spending limits.”
"Wait until you pass your driving test before picking up the car you like from the car dealership!"
"Buy whatever you like."
Yang Hao's actions instantly frightened Song Qiaoen's young heart.
Black card?
No password.
No limit?
As long as you are an adult and have a driver's license, you can drive freely.
God!
What kind of divine stepfather is this?
Although Song Qiaoen is not a materialistic girl.
But which girl can resist Yang Hao's money?
This wave of selling mothers is really good.
But Song Qiaoen didn't go to pick up the black card.
Instead, she said to Yang Hao sweetly: "Uncle!"
"I'm not yet of age."
"It's enough for you to be nice to my mother."
"My mother gave me a lot of pocket money. I don't want the card anymore."
The feeling in the cool novel is good, but Song Qiaoen is not an ignorant girl.
As the secretary of the president of MS Company for so many years, Song Meihui cannot be said to be very rich, but at least she is much richer than most ordinary family members.
Besides, Song Qiaoen comes from such a family. As a mother, how could she let her daughter suffer?
Song Qiaoen's action made Song Meihui feel relieved instantly.
Because she was really afraid that her daughter would take it.
Although her relationship with Yang Hao is very delicate now, she still has a trace of grudge in her heart.
If my daughter had taken that black card with no credit limit at this time.
What should I do as a mother?
Was it really sold?
Although Song Meihui was relieved, Yang Hao had no intention of letting her do so.
He stuffed the black card into Song Qiaoen's hand as fast as lightning, and said to him with a deliberately stern face: "No one can refuse the gift given by the uncle."
“And you have to spend it!”
Song Qiaoen: Where can I find an uncle like this?
Song Meihui: Such a president is so perfect that people can't find any reason to reject him.
I have really fallen. (End of this chapter)
