Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

The only person Su Ruonan could think of was Song Shiye.

Su Ruonan always felt that Song Shiye had someone do this.

"Hello? Hello? Bad signal? Why is there no sound?" Liu Jiajia's voice interrupted Su Ruonan's thoughts.

"I'm here," Su Ruonan responded after coming back to her senses.

"Nannan, why do I feel like you don't look very happy?"

"How could that be? Of course I'm happy that Zhang Xiaoning was fired from the company." Su Ruonan adjusted her tone and sounded very happy.

"Nannan, since Zhang Xiaoning has been fired, have you ever thought about returning to the company?" Liu Jiajia really hopes that Su Ruonan can return to the company and continue to be her colleague.

Su Ruonan had never thought about this problem. No matter what, she was indeed fired at the time, even if it was framed by someone.

Now in Su Ruonan's eyes, the previous company is like her ex-boyfriend. A good horse never turns back, so Su Ruonan has no intention of going back.

"Jia Jia, thank you for your concern. But I think since I've left, there's no need to go back."

After hearing this, Liu Jiajia nodded to show her understanding.

With Su Ruonan's ability, it is really a waste of her talent to stay in this company. She is suitable for a better one.

So, Liu Jiajia encouraged her, "Nannan, I believe in you! No matter where you go, you will definitely shine. If there is anything you need help with, please let me know."

The two chatted casually for a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Su Ruonan sat on the sofa in a daze, her mind full of complicated thoughts, all of which were about Zhang Xiaoning being suddenly fired from the company and her future career plans.

She can't always be an unemployed vagrant like this. Although Song Shiye has no problem supporting several women, Su Ruonan doesn't want to rely on others.

Although she had not been married for a long time, Su Ruonan understood a truth from Wang Xiazhi early on: women should be financially independent.

No matter how much you earn, as long as you make money, you are valuable.

This is what Su Ruonan understood from Su Dayong.

Although not every man thinks this way, Su Ruonan is sure that Song Shiye is not such a person, but Su Ruonan feels that she has studied hard for so many years and also wants to achieve something in her work.

Because Su Ruonan wants to be someone worthy of Song Shiye.

Su Ruonan is now in her third year of graduate school, and she is also considering whether to continue her doctoral studies or enter the working world.

She still has the right to choose at the moment. Su Ruonan wants to make a decision after careful consideration and does not want to regret it in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, I still have no idea.

Su Ruonan gathered her thoughts and decided to calm down and continue reading.

Fortunately, Su Ruonan injured her left hand, and she is not left-handed, so her life will not be greatly affected.

Su Ruonan spread out the book, pressed it with her elbow, held a pen in her right hand, and took notes carefully while reading.

After watching for a while, Su Ruonan felt a little tired. This must be the price of getting drunk last night!

My eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if they weighed a thousand pounds. My originally straight body gradually leaned towards the sofa, and my body slowly slid down. The pen in my hand fell to the floor due to exhaustion.

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The atmosphere in the spacious and bright conference room was serious and depressing.

Song Shiye sat in the center of the conference room. He had an upright posture and eyes as sharp as an eagle, exuding an aura of majesty and inviolability.

The heads of various departments sat around him with serious expressions.

Whenever they have a meeting, they all feel insecure, afraid that they might not do something right.

However, unlike usual, Song Shiye would glance at the exquisite watch on his hand from time to time.

This subtle movement did not escape the attention of the director who was speaking. His expression changed slightly, and he secretly wondered, "Could it be that the president thinks I've been speaking too long?"

The supervisor had originally prepared several speeches, but after seeing Song Shiye's actions, he couldn't help but speed up his speech.

The other supervisors who had not yet spoken also noticed Song Shiye's actions and followed suit, shortening their speeches to the shortest possible time.

The entire conference room was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if everyone was racing against time to complete the task.

After the last supervisor finished speaking, Song Shiye said "meeting adjourned" and left.

The president's post-meeting speech was omitted, leaving the executives in the dark.

What's wrong with Mr. Song today? Why did he adjourn the meeting like that? Normally, he'd talk all day and all night long, so why is he acting so strange today?

Considering that President Song left in the middle of the meeting, everyone was speculating about what had happened.

So Wang Chen, who was a step slow, suffered.

He was surrounded tightly by a group of supervisors, who clearly had no intention of letting him go easily.

"Assistant Wang, why did the meeting end so early today? Did something happen?"

"Also, President Song went out during the meeting and seemed very anxious. Special Assistant Wang, please tell us what exactly happened."

"Is there something wrong with the company?"

"Yes, Mr. Song hasn't been to the company for a while. Special Assistant Wang, can you tell me if something happened to the company?"

A group of people surrounded Wang Chen and talked at once. Those who were close to him even spitted on Wang Chen's face.

Wang Chen raised his hand and touched his face inconspicuously. Being a bit of a germaphobe, he now wished he could take off all his clothes and take a good shower.

Wang Chen looked at the crowd of mouths opening and closing, and felt dizzy.

Is this special assistant some kind of intelligence officer?

Mr. Song's mother would ask him for help when she had something to do, his clients would ask him for help when they had something to do, his employees would ask him for help when they had something to do, and even the girls who admired the president would ask him for help when they had something to do.

He might as well change his name to Bao Da Ting!

No matter how impatient Wang Chen was, he couldn't show it on his face.

"Everyone, the company is fine, don't worry. As for the rest, I don't know."

What the supervisors care about most is the company's operating conditions. Now that everything is fine, they are all relieved.

They naturally dispersed, and Wang Chen was able to escape.

Wang Chen walked quickly, his legs seemed to be riding on hot wheels.

Now he just wanted to go back to his lounge in the company and take a shower, he couldn't bear it for a moment.

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Song Shiye returned to the office and gently pushed open the door. It was very quiet inside.

Song Shiye looked around but didn't see Su Ruonan.

Where are the people? I was panicking.

Song Shiye hurriedly walked into the office, looking for Su Ruonan.

Finally, he found Su Ruonan on the sofa - the familiar figure was sleeping quietly.

Although the heating was on in the office, Su Ruonan slept with her clothes on, which made it easy for her to catch a cold.

Song Shiye frowned and stretched out his fingers to gently stroke Su Ruonan's cheek. The cold touch startled Song Shiye.

Song Shiye squatted down, put one hand through the back of Su Ruonan's neck and the other hand through Su Ruonan's calf, then with a force, he picked up Su Ruonan and walked towards the lounge.