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A branch of the Song Group.

There was silence in the president's office, and the air was so oppressive that it seemed like they couldn't breathe. Many secretaries lowered their heads, preparing to welcome the anger of the new president.

But Song Yang just said lightly: "Take these back and redo them."

The secretaries raised their heads and saw the thick stack of documents on their desks. Their hearts skipped a beat. After seeing Song Yang's handsome and cold profile, they quickly lowered their heads.

"These." He picked up some other documents from the table, glanced at them, and sneered disdainfully. Then he let go and the documents scattered on the ground like snowflakes.

His eyes swept over everyone, and he said in an understatement: "The person who made them can be fired."

Everyone thought that when new officials took office, Song Yang would give them a scolding at most, but they didn't expect that the dismissal would be so serious!

Song Group has been rated as the company that employees most want to go to for five consecutive years. The salary is high and the benefits are good. Not to mention that they have reached the position of secretary to the president. When they heard that they were going to be fired, they naturally panicked.

"Young Master Song, no, Mr. Song, we will work hard to modify it, please don't fire us!"

"When Song Zhizhou was here before, we didn't have so many requirements. We did this and he passed it..."

"My uncle is on the board of directors, you can't fire me!"

Song Yang curled his fingers and touched the red sandalwood tabletop.

The sound was not loud, but the messy office immediately fell silent.

"You just said that Song Zhizhou passed?"

"Yes, yes."

"That's why he was forced to resign and I came here to clean up the mess." Song Yang leaned back in his chair and said mockingly.

The branch has been prospering in recent years, where is the mess? !

But no one dares to say that.

"Secretary Zhao, take them to the Finance Department to settle their wages."

After Song Yang gave his instructions, he turned his eyes to the man who said his uncle was on the board of directors, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Also, take him to see his uncle."

"I want to see if his uncle dares to go against me."

"Yes, Mr. Song." Secretary Zhao agreed meekly and picked up the documents. "Come out with me."

After walking out of the office, Secretary Zhao sighed inwardly.

When Song Yang was still at the group headquarters, they had heard about his ruthless and resolute methods, but after all, they only heard about it and never experienced it personally.

When Song Yang first took over the headquarters, he was only in his early twenties. At that time, the Song family could be said to be suffering from internal and external troubles.

Five or six years have passed, and the Song family has completely secured its position as the richest man and cannot be shaken. However, among the senior executives who were originally dissatisfied with him, who are now submissive and do not dare to say a word in front of him?

After a while, Secretary Zhao returned to the president's office and reported: "It has been taken care of, Mr. Song, and the relative of the director has also resigned."

"Got it." Song Yang said casually, picked up a document from the table and handed it over.

"As the leader of the secretarial team, can you tell me why there is such a big gap between this document and the previous one?"

Secretary Zhao took the document, looked through it roughly, and said, "That's right, this document was previously handled by Secretary Gu Xiangwan, but Secretary Gu was on vacation a few days ago, so Xiao Liu was asked to do the document. "

Song Yang didn't even frown: "Fire him."

There was an ambiguity in this sentence. He paused for a moment and added: "There is no need to fire Secretary Gu. Let her come over tomorrow."

"Ok."

Secretary Zhao left the office and immediately called Gu Xiangwan: "Secretary Gu, is it convenient for you to return to the company tomorrow?"

"Of course it's convenient. Is there anything urgent?"

"That's not true, but you will be busy when you come back. President Song has fired several secretaries, and the secretarial team is preparing to recruit new ones. Also, President Song wants to see you."

"President Song? Is the new president also named Song?"

"Correct."

Gu Xiangwan thought of Song Yang for a moment, but he was the president of the headquarters and would not be condescending to come to the branch. "You want to see me?" Gu Xiangwan was puzzled, "Why?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Song is very satisfied with your work. He probably just wants to meet you."

"Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

It was early autumn now, with not much of the heat of midsummer left. The autumn wind blew pleasantly through things in the garden, and the vines above her head made a rustling sound.

Gu Xiangwan teased the Samoyed lying next to him and said with a smile: "Go and play with your uncle the housekeeper. I don't have time to accompany you anymore."

She set an alarm clock, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then looked at herself in the mirror in a daze.

Those hickeys had long since faded and disappeared, like a dream.

She dried her hair, wrapped herself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom. She was stunned when she saw a familiar figure in the bedroom.

Song Yang sat on the bed with his legs crossed. He looked at the towel that was crumbling due to her daze, and then looked at her fair and smooth skin with deep meaning, and raised his eyebrows.

"Woman, are you seducing me?"

Gu Xiangwan reacted and pulled up the towel: "No."

At least not now.

She didn't know he would come back suddenly.

"I just thought no one would come in." After she finished speaking, she asked, "Why are you free to come back today?"

He didn't answer, but looked at her and said, "The housekeeper said you were waiting for me."

"You heard wrong. He said Nicole is waiting for you."

Nicole is the housekeeper’s white Satsuma.

Song Yang chuckled. He rarely smiled so sincerely. He put away the laptop on his lap and waved to her: "Come here."

"What...you!" Gu Xiangwan was suddenly pulled into his arms and straddled him. She tried to struggle to get up, but he held her waist tightly.

Song Yang took a breath and frowned: "Didn't anyone tell you not to move around at times like this?"

Gu Xiang Goodnight couldn't move, watching him patiently explain: "I have to go to work tomorrow."

"No need to go."

After saying that, he held her chin and kissed her, and his slightly hoarse voice was extremely magnetic: "We haven't finished that day yet, continue."

That day?

Gu Xiangwan thought about it carefully, was he talking about the day she gave him the pills? They just kissed that day.

Is he not angry anymore?

Before she had time to think about it, she was already pulled into lust.

……

When Song Yang woke up, the woman next to him was still sleeping peacefully, ignoring the sound of the alarm clock in his ears.

He picked up the woman's cell phone and turned off the alarm clock.

It seemed that he was so exhausted that he didn't even notice that the alarm clock had been ringing for a long time.

After two or three hours, Gu Xiangwan woke up. Song Yang was no longer around him. Looking at his phone again, he saw that it was already halfway through the morning.

She immediately called Secretary Zhao: "Sorry, I got up late today. I'll rush over right now."

"It's okay. Mr. Song said it's okay. You can come over later or not at all."

Gu Xiangwan was stunned for a moment. This sentence seemed familiar.