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Chapter 4 Go out early in the morning to solicit business

Back home, Song Qingge took a bath to wash away her exhaustion and decadence.The heat in the bathroom dissipated, and her beautiful figure in the mirror gradually became clear.

What is the mark on the neck?
Not only the neck, but also many places have deep or shallow imprints.

This is the legendary "Strawberry Print"?
Suddenly, her face turned red.

Damn it!This is evidence of last night's greed.

She chose a shirt with a stand-up collar, just enough to cover the marks on her neck, put on a ponytail, put on a small black suit and a one-step skirt, a typical professional suit, and stepped on black stiletto heels. She took a deep breath and went to the battlefield!
The phone rang, and it was Annie, her special assistant. Her tone was as calm as usual: "President Song, the Roche Group issued a statement in the newspaper today, which is related to you."

Song Qingge immediately found the newspaper of the day, and Luo Shichen's statement was to the effect that "Due to differences in values ​​and living habits, Luo Shichen and Song Qingge jointly decided to cancel the engagement, wishing each other well."

At first, when the economic crisis broke out in the Song Group, some media speculated on the Internet whether the two would break up, but at that time, Luo Shichen vowed to the media, "I will support Qingge! I will be her strongest backing."

Although he had never done anything to actually help the Song family, this sentence moved her for a long time.Also let the bank and the supplier of the reminder payment give her room again and again.

But now, this statement is undoubtedly the last straw that crushes the Song Group.

She suddenly remembered that Dong Congshan said last night: "After all, she is your fiancée." At that time Luo Shichen replied, "It won't be tomorrow."It turned out that he had already planned to give up on her, and this statement should have been drawn up long ago, waiting to be released today.And she was the last to know.

"Mr. Song?" Annie called tentatively when there was no answer for a long time.

Qingge came back to her senses, she put the newspaper aside, "declare that I saw it, don't worry about it."

Annie continued, "Mr. Song, the people from Mr. Mo's side replied that there seems to be news about those Africans."

"Where are they?" Song Qingge's eyes lighted up slightly, she was a little excited, if the Africans were found, the cheated money could be recovered, then the Song family could be saved.

Annie's tone was calm, "Don't tell me, I'll talk about it when I see you."

Zuo Mo, a notorious and notorious underworld figure in City Z, Song Qingge met him once, thinking of his lecherous eyes, the hideous scar on his face, and his disgusting words, she A little scared, "When?"

"At ten o'clock tonight, the Milky Way is nine days old."

Her heart trembled slightly, "I know."

Annie was silent for a moment, "Boss Song, the bank will send someone to the court today to apply for seizure."

Song Qingge already had an idea in her mind, "Annie, how are my personal items handled?"

"The handbags are almost finished, but the jewelry is slower," Annie said. "Up to now, you have received a total of more than 120 million in your account."

It's a drop in the bucket, but it's better than nothing, Song Qingge already has an idea: "Annie, I will go to the bank later, and you will stay in the company. If the court comes to seize them, you must hold them down and try to delay the time." .”

Just as she was about to go out, Aunt Qin came over in a hurry, "Miss, it's too bad, many reporters came outside and said they wanted to interview you."

Sure enough, there was a group of reporters blocking the outside of the carved gate.

Song Qingge has encountered this kind of scene many times since Song Yaru was hospitalized after suffering a stroke, from the panic at the beginning to the indifference now.

"Old Zhong, prepare the car." She put on a beige mid-length cashmere coat over her business attire, "I'm going to the bank."

Five minutes later, a black Audi A5 drove out of Song's house.

I don't know who said, "That's Song Qingge's car." Immediately afterwards, a large group of reporters surrounded the car, and the car was forced to turn off.However, the glass of the car was covered with a film, and one could only vaguely see a person sitting in the back row of the car.

The reporters scrambled to squeeze in, and all kinds of voices gathered:

"Miss Song, the Luo Group issued a statement today saying that you and Young Master Chen have canceled your engagement. Did you know about this in advance?"

"Young Master Chen canceled the engagement when the Song family was in trouble, do you think it's just adding insult to injury?"

"Did Young Master Chen cancel the engagement with you due to pressure from the family?"

"Did Young Master Chen mention the cancellation of the engagement first?"

……

When the gate of the Song family was in chaos, a BMW quietly drove out from the back door, bypassed the gate, and headed towards the city center.

"I saw Song Qingge in that car!" Someone said something.

The journalists who had swarmed up just now all dispersed, and those driving and riding motorcycles chased in the direction of the BMW.

Just as Song Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, she accidentally spotted the reporter chasing her in the rearview mirror. She panicked, stepped on the gas pedal, and ran a red light.

Along the way, she turned left and right, panicked, and made a big circle. Finally, she threw the reporters away. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she bumped into a car parked on the side of the street with a bang. car.

Without the slightest precaution, the huge inertia caused her to slam into the steering wheel. Fortunately, she was wearing a seat belt, but her chest was painfully strangled by the seat belt.

Fortunately, she was driving an off-road vehicle, the front of the car seemed to be fine, and the Bentley Continental that was rear-ended by her was just scratched.

Strange, they were all rear-ended, why didn't the people in the car in front get down to have a look?
Song Qingge sighed, she was the one who chased after her, so naturally she was fully responsible, but she was still in a hurry to go to the bank and had no time to wait for the insurance company, so she took a business card.

She leaned close to the window of the Bentley Continental, her face was printed in the reflection of the glass, and she looked carefully, as if there was someone inside.

She tapped on the window.

The window slowly lowered.

She handed in the business card and raised a professional smile: "Hello, this is my business card..." Suddenly, the smile stiffened, her face turned red for no reason, and the next words were swallowed in her throat, and said not coming out.

"Going out early in the morning to solicit business?" It was the familiar low voice from last night. At this moment, he was wearing sunglasses, and his thin lips spoke with ridicule and disdain, "You are really hardworking."

(End of this chapter)