Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 92 Deleting Information
You Qian glanced at the time, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

She went to bed early today, followed her grandfather's schedule, went to bed at eight o'clock, and fell asleep quickly.You Qian thought for a while and said, "I'll go to sleep after Grandpa falls asleep."

Mr. Song's schedule is basically around eight o'clock.

Song Zhicheng understood, and didn't continue to ask. He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that he couldn't say it to You Qian, so the atmosphere fell into a weird silence.

"Is the injury better?"

"How are you over there?"

The two spoke out almost at the same time, Song Zhicheng stopped immediately, intending to let You Qian speak first, but You Qian seemed to have the same intention, so the atmosphere fell into silence again.

After a while, Song Zhicheng said: "You stay at home to heal your wounds obediently, don't go out and mess around."

As soon as You Qian heard this, her good mood immediately turned cloudy again.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Zhicheng frowned and said, "It will take four or five days for me to return to China. Since you are injured, put aside the filming for the time being. It's best to rest for two or three months..."

You Qian immediately interrupted him and said, "It's nothing serious. You can resume work after two days of rest. You don't need to rest for such a long time." Two or three months...

What exactly does Song Zhicheng mean?

After two or three months, she won't have to go to work.

Song Zhicheng suppressed his eyebrows, and said patiently: "Shouldn't you rest if you're injured?"

You Qian immediately rubbed the center of her eyebrows, feeling that she and Song Zhicheng could not communicate, so she changed the subject and said, "You are in New York alone, you have to take care of your body..."

Hearing this, Song Zhicheng's brows were slightly gentle, but he still hummed softly with his nose: "Got it."

You Qian asked, "Is there anything else?"

I called her on purpose, didn't I just want to chat with her casually?

When You Qian asked this question, Song Zhicheng suddenly became unhappy again, so he said displeasedly, "It's nothing, I'm going to die."

With a snap, the phone hung up.

You Qian stared at the microphone in a daze for a few seconds.

But why Song Zhicheng was angry again, You Qian felt that she couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't think about it, hugged the quilt into her arms, turned around and continued to sleep.

Here, Song Zhicheng had just finished talking with You Qian, and immediately received a call from Lin Jingwen.

"Mr. Song, after the re-tendering for the project in Hangzhou, the final winning bid was Xinhong, which was exactly as we expected." Lin Jingwen's tone was a little dignified.

The private boss of Xinhong Co., Ltd. is actually Song Yichang, which is a bit...

The project in Hangzhou is one of the big projects of the Song Group this year. It has invested nearly 20 billion in the early stage, and will add several more investments in the follow-up. The total project is about 200 billion yuan. There are a few partners who are satisfied with it, and now they are suddenly replaced by the company behind Song Yichang...

Even though Lin Jingwen felt that he was someone who knew Mr. Song well, he was still a little confused. He really couldn't figure out what Mr. Song was up to.

Song Zhicheng didn't express his opinion, but just said: "You continue to follow."

Lin Jingwen nodded yes.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jingwen verbally reported several important matters to Song Zhicheng. Song Zhicheng listened patiently and casually made a few decisions.

After all the important matters were reported, Lin Jingwen said: "Mr. Song, Baixue has already contacted several media in private, planning to post a post early in the morning to blackmail Song. Are we really going to stop it?"

When Song Zhicheng heard the word 'Bai Xue', he couldn't remember who it was for a moment, but after a moment of stupefaction, he immediately understood, and said with a sullen face, "Don't worry about her."

Lin Jingwen: "...Mr. Song, don't worry, I will continue to find someone to follow the progress of the incident." In fact, Song Zhicheng didn't say anything, Lin Jingwen had already guessed what he was planning, so he didn't continue to ask.

Song Zhicheng said: "Find someone to keep an eye on Song Yichang, Song Yicheng and his son. As for what they want to do, let them do as much as they want, and don't intervene."

Lin Jingwen nodded vigorously, and before hanging up the phone, Lin Jingwen said again: "President Song, I have sent several important documents to your mailbox, please check them as soon as possible."

After hanging up, Song Zhicheng sat at his desk and meditated. For about half an hour, he logged into his mailbox and checked the few files that Lin Jingwen said. When he was about to close the webpage, his mind suddenly moved, and he opened it again like a ghost. For domestic websites, type in the word 'You Qian'.

Many messages popped up on the screen in an instant.

Song Zhicheng stared at the news for a moment.

Speaking of which, after hearing that she was injured, he hadn't seen any photos of her injury, but from his grandfather, Lin Jingwen, Uncle De, Aunt He...they all said that there was no serious problem, so he thought, since there was really no It’s a serious problem, then work harder, finish the work at hand earlier, and then go back and have a look.

Song Zhicheng's originally quiet face became darker and darker when he read the news about You Qian...

What kind of mess is this all about?

Song Zhicheng snapped off the screen.

The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and there was a breath of anger in his heart, which could not escape for a long time, and there was a cloud of prey that was about to come.

It took a long time until someone knocked on the door in the office. Song Zhicheng pressed the switch, and the door opened from the inside. The male assistant standing at the door came in with a handful of documents, and said respectfully, "Mr. Song, here are the documents you want."

Song Zhicheng knocked on the table with his hand: "Put it down."

The male assistant stood and asked, "Does Mr. Song have any orders?"

Song Zhicheng waved: "No more, let's go out."

The male assistant left immediately.

Glancing at the documents on the table, Song Zhicheng didn't look through them right away, but stared at a certain place, his eyes were dark, making it hard to see what he was thinking about.

When the body moved again, Song Zhicheng picked up the phone and made a call.

Lin Jingwen was quite surprised when he received a call from Song Zhicheng. After all, it was less than an hour apart. Could it be that there was something he didn't explain?He hurriedly asked, "Mr. Song?"

Song Zhicheng said: "Find someone to delete all her news."

Lin Jingwen, who is usually very clever, was a little puzzled for a while, didn't he just say not to intervene?Now that he has changed his mind temporarily, it is inevitable that there will be miscommunication. He asked: "Whose is it deleted?"

Song Zhicheng said with a cold face, "You Qian."

Lin Jingwen had an epiphany, and immediately smiled and said: "I see, Mr. Song, don't worry, he will find someone to delete it." It's not that the big boss doesn't pay attention to his wife's affairs in private.

Thinking of this, Lin Jingwen is very happy. The big boss is very dedicated, and he cooperates very well in his daily work, but occasionally his temper comes up, and it is also unpredictable. Lin Jingwen needs You Qian to rescue him a lot. Marriage should not be out of order.Only when the relationship between the boss and the boss's wife is good can his work be carried out smoothly.

When Song Zhicheng was about to hang up, he said again: "Keep your hands and feet clean, don't let her know that I did it."

　Sorry everyone.

　　Sorry to break my word.

　　It's just a sudden calvin, unable to write.

　　I'm sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)