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

Chapter 9 Kneel down and surrender to her

Throughout the morning, Nan Song had inspected all departments of the group headquarters.

Nan's Group started its fortune in the jewelry industry, focusing on high-end luxury brands. Nan Song's father, Nan Ningsong, is the founder, and has expanded its business into various fields such as hotels, horse farms, antiques, restaurants, film and television, and real estate. It has a wide range of businesses. , once the dominant company in Nancheng, Nan's Jewelry was also a special distributor designated by DT, the world's largest diamond trading company, and a specially selected diamond dealer under the International Mining RG, which was once regarded as a god.

At the same time, in addition to the Nan Group in Nancheng, the two groups that received this honor were the Yu Group in Beicheng. The two major groups faced each other across the river and never crossed the river.

The employees sat at their workstations and pretended to work tremblingly, peeking over from time to time, their eyes involuntarily fixed on the new president, "Wow, our President Nan is in good shape~"

Different from yesterday's white suit, today Nan Song is wearing a dark blue suit-style jumpsuit, which highlights her slim figure, exquisite and elegant yet capable and handsome, with excellent temperament.

An employee couldn't help but record the beauty, so he secretly took a photo behind Nan Song and posted it online. "Seeing the back of our new boss, I want to kneel down and bow to her!"

She is a small Internet celebrity with more than 20 fans. She usually likes to show off. Once she posted this post, she immediately attracted countless likes, comments and reposts.

The comment area was filled with praises, "Wow, are you sure this is a real female CEO in real life? This figure and aura completely beats that of female celebrities!"

"Young lady can actually see a live beautiful CEO, I'm so impressed~"

"It's bent~"

"Just because of the background of the beautiful CEO, I will go to Nan Group to apply for a job tomorrow!"

As soon as Nan Song entered the office, she took off her high heels and put on slippers. Vice President Jiang Fan followed her and closed the door. Seeing this, she couldn't help but laugh, "My feet must hurt after walking all morning."

"I haven't worn high heels for a long time, so I'm not used to it."

Nan Song sighed softly, "I have only been here for three years, and the group is already in such chaos. How slack are all the departments? The employees below look very conscientious. How many of them are really working?"

Jiang Fan took out the ointment from the medicine box and knelt half-kneeling on the carpet to apply the medicine to Nan Song's bruised feet. He moved very gently.

"This is called the upper beam being out of alignment and the lower beam being crooked. Nanningbai has implemented a departmental performance competition model, which does not include employees' respective KPIs. Since they are eating from the same big pot, there is no difference between doing more and less, so who is willing to contribute?"

Nan Song couldn't help but sneer, "My second uncle came from a state-owned enterprise and directly transferred the same routine to the group. This is why my dad didn't take him to play with him, stupid woodchuck."

It’s not that I don’t want to carry it, it’s just that I can’t carry it, it’s too difficult.

Jiang Fan blew on the soles of her feet, and Nan Song curled her toes. She couldn't help but frown and retracted her feet, "It's itchy, let it dry itself."

Her feet were thin and small, but her toes were fleshy and looked very cute. Jiang Fan had a warm smile on his face and looked up at her, "It's great that you are back."

Nan Song sat cross-legged on the sofa and said sadly: "It's not good for me to come back and clean up the mess."

"you can."

Jiang Fan's eyes were extremely determined, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield who has found a general who can lead him in a bloody battle. With a backbone, he can flex his muscles!

Nan Song put away her childlike expression and turned serious for a second, "Please remember two things."

"You say."

"First, the land in the northern suburbs under Nanning Cypress and Nanning Bamboo is no longer for a golf course. I have other uses." "Yes."

"Second, a new jewelry series event can be launched, with the theme of 'Rose'. You ask the operations department to initiate a topic discussion online and collect love stories. The top ten most popular ones will receive a Nan's Jewelry diamond ring for free. Internally within the company Employees can also participate. In addition, the design department is also asked to use the love stories of netizens as product concepts, and the design drafts are also posted online to participate in the selection, and the top ten's monthly performance bonuses are quadrupled."

"Yes." Jiang Fan agreed and couldn't help but said: "You are going to bleed heavily."

Nan Song smiled faintly, "In extraordinary times, we use extraordinary means and are reluctant to put out bait. How can the fish take the bait? Go ahead and do it. The era of big pot rice is over."

Just as Jiang Fan left, the phone rang. It was Butler Zhao, saying that Nanya was making trouble in the rose garden.

"Don't let her get used to her bad habits, just put her in confinement and let her think about her mistakes behind closed doors. If she's too noisy, just shut her up...jump out of the window? If she really has the ability and courage, just let her jump. It will save me all my energy." "

Butler Zhao used to be his mother's right-hand man. As soon as Nan Song died, Nan Ningbai and Nanya found an excuse to drive Butler Zhao away. Bai Qi took her in, but now Nan Song invited her back.

With her at home, Nan Song feels relieved. No matter how much Nanya can dance, she can't do any tricks.

As soon as he connected the phone, the phone rang again. When Nan Song saw that it was Bai Qi, he didn't really want to answer it because he knew it was definitely nothing good. "What's the matter?"

"Look at your impatience. It's not a big deal, but it can piss you off. Go check it out online. Your ex-husband has probably been brainwashed by a vixen. He talks nonsense and actually calls you a mistress!"

Nan Song frowned and opened her cell phone. There was a topic on the hot search topic #Yu Jinwen and Zhuo Xuan's Wedding#. She paused and clicked on it. It was a short essay.

The short essay was posted on the official WeChat account of the Yu Group, and it was eloquent and eloquent. It was no less than a thousand words. It first announced the marriage, then detailed the relationship history of the couple, and then secretly stated that Ms. Zhuo Xuan was the one Mr. Yu Jinwen had always let go. The person in my heart is the passer-by who once married Mr. Yu, an ordinary farm girl. She intervenes as a third party because she has never seen much of the world.

She also expressed that Ms. Zhuo Xuan is infinitely tolerant and understanding of Mr. Yu's past, and sincerely wishes Ms. Lu the best and hopes that she can find someone who truly loves her and is the right match in the future.

"Ha." Nan Song laughed angrily, what the hell are these?

"How are you? Are you so angry that you roll over?"

Bai Qi sounded even angrier than Nan Song on the other end of the phone, "That boy Yu Jinwen actually dares to say that you are a mistress. Who should put a wall on his face? It's too thick! Just wait, I'll scold him to death !”

"No need."

Nan Song said quietly: "Yu Jinwen can't do this kind of thing. This kind of brainless primary school student's composition is clearly written by Zhuo Xuan."

"How long has it been and you're still talking to that bitch!"

"I wasn't helping him, I was just stating the facts."

Nan Song glanced at the Yu Group's official WeChat ID and the release time, and smiled coldly, "There is no need to withdraw the hot search. There is a price to pay for being willful. Someone else is having a headache now."

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at the short composition again, as if reading a joke.

When she first married Yu Jinwen, she had always wanted him. How could she have cared about Mrs. Yu's empty status?
Lu Nansong is dead. From the moment she signed the divorce agreement, she decided that she no longer wanted that man. She didn't want anyone else. Her status was even more bullshit to her. Whoever loved her wanted to go. .

(End of this chapter)