That morning, Song Ying returned to work in the Song Dynasty as usual. On one hand, it was because Old Master Song had ordered her to return to the country, so she needed to arrange the internal affairs of the group in a short period of time. This was a task with a lot of work.
On the other hand, the news of Song Ying's attack had more or less spread. In addition, she had been detained in the hospital for a while, so she hadn't appeared in front of the employees of the Song Dynasty Group for a long time. Thus, she had a reason to come back.
Of course, after experiencing these things, Song Ying was much more well-behaved than before. Moreover, Old Master Song had even assigned Song Da to be her bodyguard. In addition, there was also a small team selected from the village that had been hiding in the dark.
The best way to break a rumor was to break the rumor itself. From the moment Song Ying appeared in the group in high spirits, the rumors that Miss Song Ying was seriously injured and on the verge of death were unfairly dismissed.
…
"Can't find him?"
In the office, Song Ying frowned as she looked at her secretary, Su Mei. She was reporting to Song Ying that an employee of the finance department couldn't be found.
"There was a leave slip on the table. But I asked the department head, and he said there was no word on it. " Su Mei quickly said, "Also, we checked the accountant's computer and found that all the information on it had been formatted."
"What did the internal affairs department say?" Song Ying's fingers kept tapping on the table.
"I'm afraid he absconded with the money." Su Mei said solemnly, "Because the money that was going to be sent to the bank that day all disappeared."
Song Ying snorted coldly, scaring Su Mei into silence.
The accountant's sudden disappearance and the hotel's turnover that day had been stolen … These things had happened after Su Mei had asked Accountant You to provide the accounts of Zhonghua Street's expenses in recent years.
"It seems we can only ask the president of the Chamber of Commerce. There should be a backup." Song Ying shook her head.
Su Mei hurriedly said, "Then I'll inform President Bai right away and have him make preparations."
Song Ying bit her lip and suddenly said, "No need. After the emergency meeting, prepare the car and I'll go directly. You'd better not tell anyone."
Su Mei nodded … It seemed Miss Song Ying was planning a surprise visit … Indeed, if there really was a problem, only a surprise visit like this could lead to some clues.
"Miss, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? I'll get someone to prepare it for you. " Su Mei continued, "There's still some time before the meeting. There's still work today. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on if I don't eat something."
Song Ying had indeed left early today. It was only early in the morning when she left … She was actually the first person to wake up in the Song family almost every day.
"Hmm … Alright, let's get something to eat." Song Ying nodded.
Su Mei said, "Is Benedict's egg with black coffee okay?"
This was the breakfast that Song Ying usually ate — as a secretary, Su Mei had already memorized it.
Unexpectedly, Song Ying suddenly said, "I don't want to eat this today … Let's eat porridge. I want to eat something lighter today, so plain porridge will do. Su Mei, the porridge you made last time was pretty good. It was that kind of porridge, right? What's wrong? Is there a problem? "
Su Mei was stunned for a moment. Then, under Song Ying's puzzled gaze, she quickly said, "Okay, I'll go prepare it right away."
Su Mei quickly left the office. When she closed the door, she saw that Song Ying had begun to look down at the documents piled up on the desk.
"Oh no, I was too sleepy at that time. I can't remember the steps clearly … But if it's just plain porridge, the cooking method should be similar … There should be no problem." Su Mei walked toward the kitchen absent-mindedly.
…
Not long after Su Mei left, a senior manager in the Song Dynasty Hotel knocked on the door and came in.
It wasn't anything important. He just brought a request from environmentalists and a plan.
"Miss Ying, the initiator of this plan is Mr. Quadik. You know, Mr. Quadik's ancestors are great aristocrats. He has a lot of friends with powerful people. He is an environmentalist, so we need to give him some face more or less. "
"A joint letter to rectify all the unqualified factories that discharge serious pollutants?" Song Ying flipped through a few pages and then threw it aside without interest, "You can do it. Anyway, we don't have much in the heavy industry. But these environmentalists are really troublesome, so if you see what else they need, just give them some as appropriate … Maybe they will be useful in the future. Hmm … 'Green Guardian', this banner has already been used? They are really bored … "
Song Ying shook her head and didn't care much. The senior manager was authorized to deal with it and left the office directly.
At this moment, only Song Da and Song Ying were left in the office — Song Da was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. He seemed to be doing exercises like breathing exercises.
Song Ying was actually not very used to working with someone who couldn't help her. But her grandfather, Song Tianyou, had already said that even if Song Da went to the toilet, he had to wait outside.
At this time, Song Ying received an international long-distance call.
It was a woman's voice.
Song Ying just remembered that she had asked one of her assistants to go to China in advance … But too many things had happened in the past half a month, and she almost forgot about it.
"Oh … How's it going?" Song Ying asked casually.
"Miss Ying, I have successfully sneaked into this editorial office. I used the identity of a foreign graduate and have completed the entry procedures. I can officially start work tomorrow. "
"Very good." Song Ying nodded.
"I will find a chance to get close to the target tomorrow. Miss Ying, don't worry, I will definitely expose the true face of this liar."
"Well, actually …"
Song Ying opened her mouth — Earlier, she secretly sent someone to China. In fact, she planned to start from the place where Luoqiu lived, investigate this guy inside and out, and evaluate this guy's character.
But now there was no doubt about whether Luoqiu was really a member of the Song family … Song Ying really didn't know how to cancel this order suddenly.
"Miss Ying, actually what?"
Song Ying quietly glanced at Song Da, then cleared her throat and said, "Nothing, you did a good job. Just continue with the original plan. If you need anything, contact me!"
"Okay."
Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief … After all, that guy saved her and Gan Hong, it seemed that he really didn't want anything …
"Bastard, all you do is say strange and inexplicable things all day long …"
At this time, the office door was knocked again. Secretary Su Mei came in with a bowl of porridge and asked the chef to make some Chinese fried dough sticks.
Song Ying, who had been busy since early in the morning, was famished and immediately started eating. However, she suddenly stopped after taking two mouthfuls of the porridge. She looked up at Su Mei in confusion. "This tastes a little different?"
"Ah? That was impossible! I'm just following … "Su Mei was shocked and subconsciously covered her mouth.
"Following what?"
"No … nothing, I said to follow the steps." Su Mei quickly explained.
"Su Mei, are you hiding something from me?" Song Ying's expression suddenly became cold.
Su Mei was shocked and had to tell the truth. "I'm sorry, Miss Ying. The porridge that morning wasn't made by me. Actually … it was made by Young Master Luoqiu himself. He was afraid that you wouldn't eat it and worried that you would be hungry after staying up all night, so he asked me to send it to you … I didn't mean to lie to you, sorry, sorry. "
"That bastard …"
…
…
This was the third time that Luoqiu came to Zhonghua Street. When he asked about the fruit shop the first time, the shop assistant who was playing with his phone actually recognized him — most importantly, he recognized Song Haoran.
"Persimmons! I bought some persimmons this time, do you still want to buy them this time? "
He even remembered what Song Haoran and Luoqiu wanted to buy that time. Song Haoran seemed to be in a good mood. He walked into the shop and came out with a paper bag of persimmons in his hand.
When it was time to pay, the shop assistant found that Bai Shuitang, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, was standing next to him, so he hurriedly said that this bag of persimmons was free.
Song Haoran didn't give him any more and took this small advantage without any pressure. He didn't seem to see the shop assistant's frightened expression when he saw Bai Shuitang. Instead, he laughed and said, "President Bai, it seems that I'm basking in your glory. Your reputation is really useful on Zhonghua Street."
Bai Shuitang completely understood the meaning behind his words — he thought that Song Haoran would directly go to the destination, but he didn't expect that after coming to Zhonghua Street, Song Haoran would leisurely stroll around the street.
Song Haoran took out a persimmon from the bag. After peeling it, he started to gnaw on it and gave one to Luoqiu, "It's quite sweet, try it."
"You're right." Luoqiu didn't hold back at all.
At this time, Bai Shuitang walked to Song Haoran's side and whispered, "Master, I think it's about time. I'm afraid they'll find you if you stay here for too long. If they run away, it'll be difficult to find them next time."
Song Haoran nodded, "That's true … Where's the place you just mentioned?"
Bai Shuitang said, "It's in a restaurant not far from the back street. They've been eyeing a house for a long time … The name of the restaurant is Heavenly Fragrance House. "
Song Haoran nodded, turning back and saying, "Did you hear that? Heavenly Fragrance House, they've killed them. "
Oni, who was following behind Song Haoran, grinned grimly and said, "Okay, I'll go now!"
Saying this, Oni walked into the crowd and took out his phone. No one knew what he was saying … Bai Shuitang wanted to listen, but he was already far away.
Song Haoran put his arm around Luoqiu's shoulder and said with a cheeky smile, "Just a few small fries, let's wait for the good news here … President Bai, don't you think so?"
"Of course!" Bai Shuitang smiled, "I was too nervous, thinking that you were going to do it yourself … Haha. Actually, this is good too, let's wait for the good news … Why don't we go to the teahouse in front to have some tea? At this time, we can still listen to a song, wouldn't that be wonderful? "
Song Haoran said, "I don't like to listen to dramas … President Bai, is that place still open?"
"Which place?" Bai Shuitang didn't react for a while.
Song Haoran narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The Red House … Today, I specially brought my Luoqiu out, intending to take him to the Red House to have some fun. The matter of arresting people is just in passing. "
Before Bai Shuitang could reply, Luoqiu asked curiously, "What kind of place is the Red House?"
Song Haoran said craftily, "In the words of ancient times, it's a brothel ~ Aren't you very excited?"
Luoqiu stared blankly. Of course he knew what a brothel meant … It was just that he had never been to such a place.
"What, you don't like it?"
"Not really, then let's go." Luoqiu thought for a while and then agreed.
It was Song Haoran's turn to be greatly astonished, and he said incredulously, "That's strange, I thought you would directly skip the topic and pretend you didn't hear me. I didn't expect you to actually agree, this is really beyond my expectations … You don't play by the rules, do you? "
Luoqiu said casually, "I thought maybe I could see a lotus in the mud … In that case, there's no reason to refuse."
"Is that so …" Song Haoran thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Growing out of the mud but remaining untainted — so this is the type you like? But it's easy to find someone who looks pure, but it's hard to find someone who's also pure on the inside … Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate. President Bai, aren't you going to lead the way? My old man treats this nephew of mine like a treasure, don't let him down. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble! "
"Eldest Young Master, Young Master Qiu, please come with me, I'll have someone prepare it right away!" Bai Shuitang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with a fawning look on his face.
Then, he made a phone call and said seriously, "Hello, it's me. Go to the Red House right away and get it ready for me. Say that I have a VIP who wants to play inside, and have mother bring out the best treasures! Remember, it's the most important VIP, don't slight him! "
It didn't take long before Bai Shuitang said with a smile, "Eldest Young Master, I've already sent someone to get it ready … How about we go over now?"
"There's no hurry." Song Haoran suddenly shook his head. "In any case, since we're already here, I'll go over to the Chamber of Commerce building and light a few incense sticks first. The more I pray for, the gods will bless me!"
"That's true," Bai Shuitang continued to agree.
…
But to Song Haoran's surprise, as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce, they ran into Song Ying at the entrance — this time, Song Ying had come in a group bus. Song Da and Su Mei had also gotten out of the bus, followed closely by the group of people who were in charge of protecting Song Ying today.
"Uncle, and …" Song Ying pursed her lips and skipped over the word "and". "Why are you here?"
Song Haoran's gaze shifted as he said, "Luoqiu said his stomach wasn't feeling well and he wanted to grab some Chinese medicine or something, so I accompanied him here … What about you? Why are you looking for President Bai? "
Song Ying stealthily glanced at Luoqiu, who was slowly walking over from behind, but when she met Luoqiu's gaze, she quickly turned to Bai Shuitang. "Second Uncle, there's something I want to ask you about. Do you have time?"
"This …" Bai Shuitang looked at Song Haoran a little awkwardly.
Song Haoran shrugged and said, "President Bai, business is more important. Xiao Ying is looking for you for work, so help her with it first."
"Then … okay." Bai Shuitang simply nodded. "Xiao Ying, come with me. Let's go to my office first."
Song Ying nodded. At this moment, Luoqiu just happened to arrive. When he saw Song Ying, he directly greeted her. "Song Ying, you're here too."
Song Ying glared at Luoqiu grumpily. Seeing that he was still holding a persimmon in his hand, she said, "Eating a persimmon when your stomach isn't feeling well, you deserve the pain!"
Luoqiu: "???"
Song Ying snorted lightly, then directly followed Bai Shuitang in.
At that moment, Luoqiu looked at Song Haoran. "Your stomach isn't feeling well?"
"Her stomach isn't feeling well today." Song Haoran's face was serious. "She's in a bad mood."
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