It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

Song Jiahe once again experienced social death.

Many gossiping colleagues from the foundation came over.

"Vice President Duan, do you mean what we mean by dating?"

"Yeah, it means dating, falling in love. Boss Song is my girlfriend now." Duan Xiaobai admitted generously.

Song Jiahe looked at his embarrassing appearance, and was relieved for a moment, as if seeing himself who was once in love.

When she dated Yu Peng before, she was also so excited. She wanted to go with Yu Peng to meet her former seniors and her former teachers. She wished she could tell the world.

As a result, Yu Peng was secretive and found different excuses to refuse each time.

In the end, I accidentally ran into his mother on the road, which led to the official meeting with the parents.

Otherwise, based on Yu Peng's thoughts, he probably didn't intend to let her see his mother so soon.

At this moment, the two women in the foundation who had played Duan Xiaobai's idea began to have a strange mood.

"Didn't Mr. Song hear about his first love yesterday? Did he change so soon?"

"What is fast! Mr. Song is a hero with insight! Our Mr. Duan is rich and personable."

These words seem to be praising Song Jiahe, but they are actually saying that she worships money in disguise.

The two women talked more and more vigorously, Duan Xiaobai admitted generously, his voice was still a bit high.

"That's right, I have to blame for this! Mr. Song did break up with her ex just yesterday.

As soon as I found out that she had broken up, I took advantage of Mr. Song's drunkenness and fooled her into thinking of me as my girlfriend.

It hasn't been a day or two since I've been curious about Mr. Song, and everyone must know it.

In order to be able to establish a relationship with Song Zongtuan, I even exchanged lottery papers with others at a high price. "

The boy who exchanged the lottery paper with Duan Xiaobai ate breakfast vaguely, and raised his hand: "I will prove it."

Duan Xiaobai nodded at the boy: "You say, in this situation, Mr. Song is drunk again, so I have no choice but to turn myself right! Let Mr. Song stay free for one more day, and I will take more risks. "

The corners of the two girls' mouths were stiff and their faces were faint.

One of the women couldn't help complaining to the other: "To put it bluntly, their circle depends on their family background."

"that is!"

After complaining, the two girls found some comfort.

After all, it's not that they are not beautiful enough, or that they are not good enough, but that Duan Shao's circle is like this, and he looks down on girls from ordinary families like them.

At this moment, Duan Xiaobai looked at the two girls who had just gossiped, and said in a joking tone: "But...don't say such things anymore, I don't like to hear them.

Just take good care of your own one-acre field and don't talk about other people's affairs.

After all, Boss Song and I are in charge of human resources and assessment. If one day public revenge is reported, you can't take advantage of it, can you? "

The expressions of the two female employees suddenly changed.

They didn't expect them to be smiling on weekdays, looking at Duan Shao, who was so easy to fool, and said that with a smile, but there was a cold warning in his eyes, which made people feel a shivers down their spines and a faint discomfort in their hearts.

The two shut up angrily and went to work.

Song Jiahe's heart warmed, and he seemed to feel that getting along with Duan Xiaobai was not a particularly embarrassing thing.

At this moment, Lu Xun and Lin Qingyu also arrived at the foundation.

Lu Xun glanced at the big and small bags of breakfast, and smiled: "Honey, it's rare for Xiaobai to treat you to breakfast, shall we add some more?"

Lin Qingyu also wanted to congratulate Song Jiahe face to face, so she nodded.

The other employees pick up their things and go to their respective corners for breakfast.

Lin Qingyu, Lu Xun, Duan Xiaobai, and Song Jiahe sat around a glass table.

Duan Xiaobai diligently placed shrimp dumplings, steamed black truffle, siu mai, etc. on the table, and thoughtfully poured morning tea for Song Jiahe.

"Thank you." Song Jiahe felt that he had adjusted himself, so he just got along with Duan Xiaobai normally, and there was nothing embarrassing or embarrassing.

At this moment, one of the employees who had never eaten steamed black truffle shouted, "What is this black truffle?"

Song Jiahe choked, then coughed violently.