Chapter 28 Massage

Tang Ming looked at his CEO's gloomy face and stood aside without daring to say a word.

It wasn't until Song Yu arrived in the office that the deadlock was broken.

"What do you want from me?" Song Yu asked breathlessly.

Because a man just asked her to arrive in twenty minutes, she had to leave Ji Xifeng and take a taxi and rush all the way into the office.

Tan Huairong raised his eyebrows, and Tang Ming understood instantly. He had the foresight to bring Song Yu an armchair and put it in front of his desk, and then exited the office.

"There is a contract in advance, and you need to be on call." Tan Huairong explained expressionlessly.

So he called her over all the way and nothing happened?

Is it fun to play with her?

Song Yu suppressed his anger, maintained a smile on his face, and nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, before my butt even touched the chair, I heard the stinky man continuing to speak.

"Come and give me a shoulder massage."

"You can't talk too much about ghosts..."

Just as Song Yu was about to squeeze out the words "Too much bullying" from his clenched teeth, there was a knock on the office door.

She instantly returned to her seat and stayed there, looking like a good student.

"Come in." Tan Huairong opened his thin lips lightly.

After the door was pushed open, it was Tan Jingjing, the director of the technical department.

Her eyes touched Song Yu beside her, and her brows couldn't help but frown.

"President, this is the latest solution developed by our department. It has passed the first review. We will have a meeting after you read it."

With that said, Tan Jingjing took out a document from her bag and placed it in front of Tan Huairong.

Song Yu was quite curious about the beauties who suddenly came in, and looked at them covertly.

Does Tan’s recruit employees with such good looks?

At the same time, Tan Jingjing was also looking at Song Yu, but her eyes were undisguised and full of scrutiny.

Song Yu noticed something and felt uncomfortable sitting in the chair.

"Ahem, um... I'll go out to find Tang Ming, you continue."

She got down from the chair, and without waiting for Tan Huairong to say anything, she walked out of the office carrying her cute backpack.

It just so happened that she was wearing pink overalls today, with only light makeup on her face, making her look like a teenager.

Tan Jingjing's eyes followed her, thoughtfully.

"Director Tan, what's wrong?" Tan Huairong reminded him by tapping the table.

She came back to her senses in an instant, smiled a little apologetically, and continued to explain this project.

After Song Yu left the office, he felt much more relaxed.

"Miss Song, why are you out?" Tang Ming poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

Song Yu took it, but she didn't drink it. "Your CEO is busy, how can I disturb you? By the way, does Tan's recruitment depend on appearance?"

Go straight to the left and there is a lounge with all kinds of drinks. Song Yu put the water aside and went to get a bottle of Coke to drink.

The bubbles hit the mouth, and it was ice cold. Song Yu drank several large sips in succession.

"Well, every company should ask for image when recruiting employees." Tang Ming didn't understand what she meant and answered officially.

But Song Yu happened to misunderstand her, and she thought it was because Tang Ming was too embarrassed to expose his CEO's little quirks.

But before we talked about ghosts, we weren’t with a man... Then why did we recruit so many beautiful women to the company?

Oh yes, to cover up the truth!

Song Yu suddenly realized, "No wonder."

"Miss Song, I don't quite understand what you mean." Tang Ming's face was full of doubts, and Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Song Yu waved his hands quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, I understand. Don't worry, I won't complain to your president. God knows this secret. You know it and I know it."

"What secret?"

Tang Ming was dumbfounded.

He doesn't want any secrets.

If his CEO learns that he has a secret with Miss Song, wouldn't his job be lost?

Song Yu chuckled and ran to the side to play with his mobile phone.

Tang Ming guessed that he couldn't figure it out, so he walked over to try it out. At this moment, Tan Jingjing came out of the office. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but go over to remind him.

"Assistant Tang, when will the President's Office be free enough to watch TV dramas?"

Song Yu raised her head, knowing that this beauty was secretly talking about her.

"Um, little sister, I'm not from your company."

I didn't expect to be so beautiful and look scary when angry.

"Then this isn't the place for you to catch up on dramas. Assistant Tang You still have to pay attention to the occasion when it comes to dating."

Song Yu's mouth twitched and he lowered his head, not wanting to explain more.

It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't have anything to do with Tan Huairong.

When Tang Ming saw that Song Yu was silent, his forehead was so anxious that he was sweating, "Director Tan, this is the president's friend. You have misunderstood."

Not to mention that he is an old bachelor. Even if he is in love, he would not dare to cheat on his own president!

It's not easy to work these days...

These words shocked Tan Jingjing, her eyes fell on Song Yu again, she glanced with contempt and left on high heels.

Song Yu was unhappy.

"Assistant Tang, what did she look at me just now? Did she think I was a mistress kept by a ghost?"

Song Yu slammed the phone on the table and spoke at a high volume.

At this moment, Tan Jingjing hadn't gone far, and Song Yu deliberately told her.

"Isn't it Miss Song? It's better to be restrained in the company." Tan Jingjing stopped after hearing this, turned around and took a few steps.

Song Yu was not a soft persimmon who could be manipulated by others. He immediately put his hands on his hips and retorted, "It's not the case. Your CEO and I just have an ordinary relationship, but we don't have an ordinary relationship. I hope that this... Director Tan, right, don't Use malice to speculate on others!"

When Tan Huairong came out, he saw Song Yu quarreling with a primary school student, and he felt inexplicably happy.

He wanted to see how capable this little woman was of quarreling, so he stood at the door and said nothing.

From their perspective, only Tang Ming could see Tan Huairong coming out.

Tan Jingjing, who was unaware, continued to look down upon her, "You look like you're still a student, and you don't follow the right path at such a young age."

She obviously didn't believe Song Yu's words, and she believed in her heart that she was a kept student girl.

Tang Ming was one of the top two, and everyone in the company knew that Director Tan had a crush on his president, but because Zhu Xia Tong was there, they never made it clear.

"What's wrong, student? Oh, I understand. You like to talk about Huairong, right? So you're jealous of me?"

"Yes, you're right. Even if he supports me, I won't look down on you. How pathetic you are."

Song Yu curled her lips and looked unwilling to admit defeat.

She could see that no one would suddenly be hostile to someone they met for the first time, unless it was out of a woman's jealousy.

Anyway, they don't know each other, and she doesn't hold the title of Mrs. Tan.

Even if it was found out later, I could explain that it was a misunderstanding, so I just had the courage to fight.

"I'm afraid you are not too confident, but you are just a temporary novelty of the CEO. Who do you think you are?"

Tan Jingjing unconsciously clenched the documents in her hands with both hands, unable to hide the jealousy in her eyes.

"Director Tan, watch your words."

The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became. Tan Huairong frowned and walked over.

The two women were fighting with each other, going back and forth. They were both stunned by his sudden arrival, and they didn't know how much he heard.

"I'm sorry, CEO, I lost my temper."

Tan Jingjing reacted quickly, bowed respectfully, glanced at Song Yu again, turned and left.

Tan Huairong didn't pursue it, his eyes fell on Song Yu who looked hopeless, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, "Since she is the student girl I am keeping, then hurry up and squeeze my shoulders."

Help!

What kind of kept school girl she is, she just has a quick talk.

No, no, that's not what she said.

After Tan Huairong finished speaking, he turned back to the office. Song Yu looked at Tang Ming with resentful eyes.

"Assistant Tang, you are so rude. Why didn't you remind me when the ghost came?"

"Miss Song, I hinted at you with my eyes, but you and Director Tan got into an argument and didn't look at me at all."

Tang Mingqu was about to die.

Song Yu sighed, gave him a look of caution, and entered the office reluctantly. After placing his bag on the sofa, he walked to Tan Huairong's back.

"Let's just say it first. I'm not very good at massaging, so you can make do with it."

"Also, you really misunderstood just now. I was just angry that she said that to me, so I followed her words and attacked her."

I am definitely not saying that you are a greasy old man keeping a school girl.

Song Yu raised his hand and put it on the man's broad shoulder, squeezing it gently.

The feeling was numb and numb, like electricity rushing into Tan Huairong's body.

The air conditioner was on in the office, and he was only wearing a shirt at this time, so he could clearly feel the warmth coming from Song Yu's hands.

"To be more serious, haven't you eaten?" Tan Huairong's face turned dark.

"I didn't eat at all."

Song Yu muttered dissatisfiedly, and correspondingly increased the strength on his hands.

Half an hour passed before he knew it, and the man had no intention of shouting to stop.

Song Yu felt that his hands were so sore that they were about to fall off, so he couldn't help but remind him in a low voice, "Is this okay?"

But she got no response.

Carefully and slowly, he stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at his face.

The man's eyes had been closed without knowing when. He was holding his head with one hand and putting the other on the table, breathing steadily.

OK! She was so exhausted here that this stinky man actually fell asleep comfortably!

Song Yu took a deep breath and controlled the urge to shake him awake.

Forget it, she signed the contract herself.

This time I really shot myself in the foot.

But it must be so tiring to be able to fall asleep while sitting in such a short period of time.

Song Yu was so sad that he stood on tiptoes to carefully pick up his bag. He didn't dare to make a sound until he left the office.

"Your president is asleep. I'm too exhausted to go home first." Song Yu rubbed his sore wrist and said dissatisfied.

"Miss Song, please wait a moment and I will drive you back."

Tang Ming opened the office door and took a look inside. He indeed saw his CEO asleep and immediately went to get the car keys.

After so many years, in his impression, his president almost never fell asleep in the office, and it was only within half an hour.

I have to say that Miss Song is indeed an extraordinary existence.

Tang Ming made a mental note and drove Song Yu back to the apartment.

When he returned to the company again, Tan Huairong had already woken up.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Tan Huairong rubbed his temples and asked with a frown.

"In about an hour, I have sent Miss Song back to the apartment." Tang Ming looked at his watch and counted the time.

One hour……

Tan Huairong fell into deep thought. Just as Tang Ming guessed, he had not slept so peacefully for a long time.

And I didn’t have any nightmares, and I slept extremely well.

"President, can Miss Song help you solve your sleeping problem?" Tang Ming guessed.