Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 133 You Don't Want to Embarrass Your Company
"I remember that there is a resort in Jiangbei that is about to open, right?"

Song Wei looked at Lu Chengchen.

Hearing what she said, Lu Chengchen opened his closed eyes and calmly closed his eyes, and responded lightly: "Yes."

Song Wei immediately burst into a standard smile with eight teeth, "Then Mr. Lu, do you still plan to leave it to us?"

Seeing her open-eyed look, the corners of Lu Chengchen's lips curled up slowly, and he approached her maliciously, and whispered in her ear: "Look at your performance."

Song Wei's smile froze for a moment.

Realizing the profound meaning contained in those words, Song Wei took a deep breath, and silently shrank back a little, trying to stay away from this man Lu Chengchen.

Lu Chengchen sneered, the meaning was unclear.

Suddenly, his gaze swept across the magazine in Song Wei's hand, the emotion in his eyes froze imperceptibly, and soon returned to normal.

However, Song Wei still caught this abnormality.

Song Wei looked at the magazine in his hand without knowing why. It was just an actress's clothing endorsement. The clothing brand was an unknown second-tier actress. Very nice.

"You know her?" Song Wei shook the magazine in his hand.

Lu Chengchen came back to his senses, glanced at the magazine lightly, and said, "It looks familiar."

"Ham, Mr. Lu meets so many people every day, a star and a company boss, maybe you have met at some point." Song Wei glanced at the beauties in the magazine again, and could feel the aloofness and coldness through the screen. Temperament, "Perhaps the new hotel can invite her to promote it. I think she has a lot of characteristics. People with characteristics are generally better remembered by the public and will become popular."

Lu Chengchen didn't speak any more, closed his eyes, and returned to the state of cultivating immortals again.

All right, Song Wei was bored, closed the magazine and put it back where it was, and planned to sleep for a while.

It was afternoon when we returned to Jiangbei.

The cold air invaded Jiangbei, and snowflakes fell from the sky. Gao Ci drove to pick up Lu Chengchen, and took Song Wei to Jiasong along the way.

Song Wei originally wanted to go back and make a contract with Beijing first, but when he first joined the company, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

"Song Wei, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Jiang Manxue sat in a chair in the hall, her unpainted face looked extremely haggard, and her eyes were rolling with jealousy.

Seeing Song Wei entering the company, she stood up and walked towards Song Wei on her flat shoes.

After Lu Chengchen warned her last time, she never dared to wear high heels, nor did she dare to put on makeup again. Now her face is bloodless, and the bright red coat makes her even more sickly and ugly.

She listened obediently to Lu Chengchen's words, but what Lu Chengchen did these days chilled her heart. She didn't go to her place for more than half a month, but took Song Wei to Beijing for a business trip, and now she personally sent Song Wei back to the company She could clearly see the scene of Song Wei getting off Lu Chengchen's car just now. Gao Ci was driving, and Song Wei and Lu Chengchen were sitting in the back seat together.

Song Wei looked up and down at Jiang Manxue who was walking towards her, secretly thinking that she had changed so much that it turned out that being pregnant was so cruel.

"Miss Jiang came to our company to block me on purpose, what's your business?" Song Wei was generous to her.

Unwillingness welled up in Jiang Manxue's eyes, and Song Wei clearly did it on purpose, pretending to be innocent in front of her, "There are so many people here, why don't you go out and talk? You don't want to embarrass yourself in the company, do you?"

Song Wei smiled slightly, it was true.

There is an artificial lake next to Jiasong Group, and there is a small pavilion in the park beside the lake for people to rest. Song Wei and Jiang Manxue stood in the small pavilion, with snowflakes fluttering outside, like a frozen atmosphere between the two.

(End of this chapter)