Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 85 Su Ningxue's Consent (5)
There will always be one or two people you don't want to meet who will come to your door automatically.

And Song Ranqin swaggered here when Jin Ziqi was in the best mood.

Xiao Xiao knocked on the office door, and opened the door after Jin Ziqi said "Come in", but before Xiao Xiao told Jin Ziqi that Song Ranqin was coming outside, she was pushed away.

"Be careful!" Jin Ziqi wanted to go to help but it was too late, so he could only remind him urgently.

Xiao Xiao was caught off guard by a brute push, and her left shoulder hit the drinking fountain beside her hard.

Even the cup placed on the water dispenser fell to the ground, but fortunately it was a space cup and did not break into pieces.

But the culprit didn't know how rude he was, squinted his eyes and bumped into a sideways smile, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "It's all right to mess around, this is my son's company, who should I report?!"

The corners of Jin Ziqi's eyes twitched when he saw Song Ranqin, who was heavily made up and dressed in women's clothing during the Republic of China.

I don't know which salon made the copper coin head. He is wearing a dark red cheongsam embroidered with peonies. The slits are too high to reveal black grid stockings. A small hand-woven handbag is slung on the bent elbow.

Although Song Ranqin's cultural quality may not be very high, the extravagant life of Mrs. Kuo these years has made her face smooth and clean, and a fur coat really supports her graceful and luxurious aura.

However, the weather in November, is it too early to wear fur?

Of course, Jin Ziqi would not ask this question.

The high-quality education that the Jin family has imperceptibly taught for so many years told her that she should respect the old and love the young.

Even though he didn't want to see Song Ranqin in his heart, Jin Ziqi still had to put on a show to receive her.

After waving Xiao Xiao back, Jin Ziqi got up and walked over.

Out of basic politeness, he asked, "What are you doing here today?"

Song Ranqin glanced at Jin Ziqi, who was wearing a white OL professional uniform, raised her brows, and began to walk slowly in the office on high heels, looking at this and touching that.

Finally, he stopped in front of the bookcase in the office and refused to move any more. He pointed to a small golden figure placed inside, and asked Jin Ziqi enthusiastically, "Is this pure gold?"

Jin Ziqi followed her all the time, glanced at the bookcase, shook his head, "It's 18K gold-plated."

Song Ranqin's bright eyes immediately lost interest, and walked away with an oh.

Jin Ziqi laughed secretly, if it was really pure gold, then this little statue wouldn't be able to spend the night with her.

Song Ranqin frowned slightly, looked around for a while, and then sat down on the sofa.

Putting on the posture of Mrs. Xiangfu, waiting for Jin Ziqi to serve her tea.

It's just that Jin Ziqi didn't seem to see the hint in her eyes. He sat opposite her and smiled faintly, "Do you need me to inform President Su? He should be taking a lunch break now."

"Your life in the office is pretty good!" Song Ranqin answered the wrong question, Jin Ziqi frowned secretly, "The decoration of this room cost the company a lot of money, right?"

Jin Ziqi was also a little sullen, and didn't bother to waste words with Song Ranqin when she meant something, and replied directly: "I bought all the things in this room with my own money. As for the basic decoration, the company Every office is the same."

Jin Ziqi would never think that Song Ranqin said this because she cared about herself. If she really cared about herself, she wouldn't have put on the posture of Lafayette meeting a court lady as soon as she entered the room.

Perhaps it was because Jin Ziqi's tone of voice was not as gentle and humble as before. Song Ranqin looked her up in surprise, and snorted softly: "It seems that we, Afeng, can afford such a good thing." Your salary is not low!"

Jin Ziqi didn't want to say anything more to the old lady, but remembered Song Zhiren's comment on Song Ranqin: Long hair but short knowledge.She felt that a few more words should be added: petty!

Song Ranqin looked around again seriously, her face full of pity, "Using such a big office for one person, you say you are wasting it, I have to talk to Ah Feng later, and ask him to rearrange it. "

Jin Ziqi sneered, but he would really save money for his son!
If you are really good at housekeeping, why do you have to dress up like a butterfly every day to show off?

"You came here today to evaluate my office, and then to suggest to the president how to prevaricate a few more desks at my place?" Jin Ziqi asked bluntly.

Song Ranqin gathered the fur on her body, and she didn't think it was too hot, she raised her chin slightly, with a superior posture.

"If there is no other important matter, I will come to a small and unknown company like yours?"

Even if it is not well-known, it was opened by your own son!
"Today, rumors about you and Song Qiyan are spreading wildly in circles. I heard that he was yelling downstairs about getting married, which disturbed the whole villa area. It's terrible to be uneducated. You said you didn't?" It's no wonder that he has studied abroad and received an MBA degree, but since he has returned to the Song family, he should at least make face for Song's parents outside and do some embarrassing things!"

Feeling thirsty while talking, Song Ranqin picked up the kettle on the coffee table and poured a glass of water, drank it and muttered in a low voice, "Where is the tea set from the roadside stall, the workmanship is so rough..."

Jin Ziqi's face has been completely cold for a long time, but Song Ranqin is still pointing fingers unscrupulously, "Although the marriage between Ah Feng and Qiao Nianzhao has been put on hold now, if you think that you can marry Ah Feng as long as you marry Song Qiyan... although I agree I like you, but after all, I have given birth to a child, my family, Afeng, is worth nothing, and I can't be gossiped about behind my back in the future."

"Since you already know that I am going to marry Song Qiyan, what position do you use to accuse us now? Sister? If you are Miss Song, I advise you to save yourself, because Qiyan He told me that his mother gave birth to him until she passed away, if you are a father, then you are even more disqualified, just because your son is a treasure does not mean that others will not be grass."

Song Ranqin didn't expect that Jin Ziqi would dare to refute herself so shamelessly, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

But he quickly regained his composure, and continued his topic as if nothing had happened, completely forgetting Jin Ziqi's words, "Go and tell Song Qiyan not to eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot, and give him the company's dividends. You're being polite, if it were me, I'd drive out this ignorant white-eyed wolf!"

"Dad said last time on the cruise ship that Mrs. Song was handed over to Ah Feng to look at. He has nothing to do to join in the fun!"

It's plausible, of course, without self-knowledge!
Jin Ziqi also showed his displeasure on his face this time, "You also said last time that Qiyan is Song Lao's biological son, and you should have heard that the 'married daughter' splashed water for most of your life. , your son is just a grandson, and his surname is Su, not Song."

(End of this chapter)