After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 50 The Arrogant and Domineering Miss Nan Da

CEO's office.

Just after returning to Beicheng, Yu Jinwen stared at the several messages sent by Fu Yu on the screen of his mobile phone, feeling baffled.

What is the relationship between Nan Song and the state banquet chef and the descendant of the Ding family?
He knew she could cook.

When he was still bedridden, she cooked for him, but at that time he was in a depressed mood. He couldn't eat no matter what delicacies were put in front of him, and he seemed to have knocked over the lunch box she handed him.

Later, he recovered and was discharged from the hospital. He also cooked several times at his home in Nansong.

Either he had already eaten out when he came back late; or he only glanced at it briefly and never moved his chopsticks once.

Thinking about it now, she was really kind to him, but he didn't cherish this sincerity.

Yu Jinwen took out the rose seal given to him by Nan Song and rubbed the four characters "Yu Jinwen Seal" at the bottom, feeling confused.

Do people really have to wait until they lose something before they know how to cherish it?

……

"Ouch, it's killing me!"

Fu Yu walked out of the Shiwei restaurant, stroking his round belly. He felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth, it was so delicious!

He looked at Nan Song, "Let me tell you, did Master Ding really learn this cooking skill from you?"

Nan Song gave a faint "hmm".

Fu Yu rushed to her and imitated the emperor's tone towards his concubine in the TV series, "How many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Nan Song couldn't help laughing and cursed: "Get out!"

Fu Yu also laughed.

Under the afternoon sun, he smiled particularly brightly, his peach blossom eyes sparkling, and he said sincerely, "You are such a treasure. I like you more and more, what should I do?"

"Then you like me, just don't fall in love with me easily."

Nan Song put on his sunglasses, got into his car, and said seriously: "Go back and discuss the matter with your old man about the racecourse. I'll wait for your news."

"Okay." Fu Yu gestured "OK" to Nansong and asked, "When can I eat the food you cooked by yourself?"

Nan Song glanced at him from afar, "Just wait. It depends on my mood."

Fu Yu also put on sunglasses, leaned on his sports car and bared his big white teeth at her, "Then I have to work hard to put you in a good mood every day!"

Nan Song got in the car and didn't think carefully about what Fu Yu meant by his words. He just said it casually and she just listened casually.

However, as soon as I arrived at the company, I received 9999 roses. It was a huge bouquet carried by three people. It was comparable to a small flower bed. It was as ostentatious as you wanted.

"Ms. Nan, these are the flowers Mr. Fu gave you. I wish you happiness every day and always smile!"

The courier took out a small book and said, "Please sign for it."

Nan Song's eyelids twitched twice. Thinking of Fu Yu's big white teeth, he pinched his eyebrows helplessly.

It turns out that this is the "effort" he was talking about...

WeChat rang twice and Nan Song opened it. It was a message from Fu Yu: [Although sending red roses is a bit vulgar, it is the only way to express my passionate feelings for you. I love you so much! 】

Still okay.

Do you think you are a beautiful girl?
Nan Song signed his name with a smile and sighed, accepted the flowers, and the CEO's office immediately set off a wave of earth-shattering screams, "Wow!"

"Wow what wow."

Nan Song glanced at her, and everyone immediately covered their mouths. The office area was completely silent, and then her clear voice sounded, "Work." "As you command!"

*
A meeting was held in the afternoon to discuss the spokesperson for the jewelry event project.

Allen, the artist director of Nanxing Media, made a ppt presentation of the artist list. Nan Song listened and looked at the photos of the artists. They were all handsome men and beautiful women, and their looks were very good.

Much prettier than those gossipy little internet celebrities at the dinner party.

Before the meeting was over, Bai Qi called.

"I'm in a meeting, I'll talk about it later."

Just as Nan Song was about to hang up, Bai Luyu chirped: "It's no big deal. I just want to tell you, don't be angry. I'll take care of those shameless little bitches. Just leave it alone!"

He said angrily and hung up the phone.

Nan Song was confused, what is this mess?

Gu Heng also answered the phone and came over with a sullen face to whisper a few words to Nan Song.

Nan Song frowned slightly, took the tablet and clicked a few times——

She is on the hot search again.

As soon as the fashion charity dinner held by "Zero Hour" ended, almost all the hot search lists this morning were occupied. Fans were crazily calling for their idols, and the auction items and donations were also announced. In a transparent way, Nan Song’s Colombian emerald necklace has also been on the hot search list. More than 2000 million yuan in donations are hung gorgeously at the top, and the name of the donor is “Gu Heng”.

It was originally a carnival for celebrities, and everyone was just lively and lively. The heat slowly dropped in the afternoon, but I didn't expect that it would start again.

In the afternoon, Nan Song was suddenly placed on the hot search list by several small Internet celebrities.

"Aren't these the [-]th-tier young artists who spoke ill of me behind my back last night and I threw wine at them and kicked them out?"

Nan Song didn't react when she saw those unfamiliar names. When she saw their photos, she thought about it briefly. Those vulgar fans still left a little impression in her mind. .

"It's them."

Gu Heng stood aside and said with a stern face, "They are probably out of anger and have united to deal with you. This matter is my negligence. I will deal with it now and remove the hot search first!"

As she spoke, Nan Song had already scanned the texts they had written to denounce her, one by one.

However, this short composition has little cultural heritage at first glance.

Zhuo Xuan could at least write a few lines of poetry and tell a love story with great emotion, but they were better off. There were a lot of typos and exclamation marks throughout the whole text. It looked like the Chinese was taught by a physical education teacher.

"People have called me names, saying that I bully others and bully the weak. If you forcefully remove the trending search at this time, doesn't this accusation become more solid?"

Nan Song spoke calmly and stopped Gu Heng.

Artist director Allen listened to their conversation in confusion and asked doubtfully, "What [-]th-tier young artist?"

Gu Heng glared at him, "You are in the entertainment industry after all, and your internet speed is not as fast as mine! Turn on your phone and take a look. Do you recognize those little internet celebrities?"

Director Ai hurriedly opened his mobile phone and looked at the few essays criticizing Nan Song. His fingers were trembling with anger. He slapped the table and said fiercely, "Are they crazy? How dare they say that?" you!"

Those young actors and internet celebrities, you and I, accused Nan Song on the Internet, saying that she insulted them in public because she was the eldest lady of the Nan Group, and not only poured red wine on them, but also kicked them out.

In addition to the photo of himself being splashed with wine, he also attached a video showing Nan Song pouring red wine on them.

There was only one section of the video, and it looked like Nan Song was really arrogant and domineering.

The aura is two meters eight.

Nan Song looked at his flowing movements. Isn't this quite elegant?
(End of this chapter)