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After resting for three days, Song Zhiyue was entering Su Wansheng's studio.

On the first night of her work, Su Wansheng invited everyone to dinner, firstly to welcome her, and secondly, to contact everyone.

The place to eat was a big hotel, she and Su Wansheng both had cars, and the two cars were very loose.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they asked for a private room, and after ordering food, they drank tea and chatted.

Su Wansheng's studio has just opened and is not well-known, so it recruits some college students who have just graduated.

Only one of them was introduced to her by Lin Qingning, who was Lin Qingning's primary school sister.

Those people heard Su Wansheng say that Song Zhiyue had gone to Paris to study, looked at her with envy, and even regarded her as a senior, and enthusiastically poured tea for her to talk.

Su Wansheng said: "As long as everyone follows me and works hard, when the studio gradually grows and stabilizes, we will also have a competition every year in the future, and the first place will also go abroad for further study, and I will pay the cost." ”

"Really?" The eyes of those people lit up in unison.

"How can this be fake?" Song Zhiyue took the words, "Sheng Sheng is Bai Fumei, not bad for that money." ”

Everyone knows that Su Wansheng is married and has children, but they don't know who her husband is.

Su Wansheng didn't deliberately tell everyone, otherwise it would show that she was showing off.

After the food was served, everyone ate and drank, and also played a small game on the table.

Everyone tells a joke, and whoever is cold will be punished for drinking.

A meal doesn't end until late.

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In another box, Feng Chen accompanied the customer to eat, and was poured unconscious.

He came with the leader of the group of the marketing department, and this person was Feng Shen's person.

After the customer left, the man made a phone call to Feng Shen.

At this time, Liang Weirong and Feng Shen were in the car outside the hotel.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Shen gave a room card to Liang Weirong: "He is yours tonight." ”

Liang Weirong looked at the room card he handed to him, hesitated and struggled a little.

If she does this, Feng Shen will definitely make a big deal about it, he is a victim, and she and Feng Chen will be pushed to the port of public opinion, and her reputation will be ruined.

Feng Shen knew what she was afraid of, and said: "As long as you insist that he forced you, you are a victim, and you will not let everyone spit on you, but you will be sympathized with by everyone." ”

The brother-in-law and sister-in-law Luan-Lun are enough to make Feng Chen's reputation ruined.

Feng Yi's most important thing is face, and he will definitely be very angry.

It is better to be to death, so that the Feng clan can completely fall into his hands.

A chill flashed in Feng Shen's eyes, and he couldn't bear it anymore in his heart, wanting to urgently see Feng Yi's angry appearance.

Liang Weirong said: "In this way, he will definitely hate me, and I can't be with him." ”

"Even if he doesn't hate you, you don't have a chance, he is now tender and sweet with Song Zhiyue, how can he still have half of you in his heart? Seeing them so sweet, don't you want to ruin them? Feng Shen's evil voice kept ringing in her ears, "That happiness originally belonged to you. ”

Liang Weirong remembered Feng Shen's previous sentence -

- If you don't get it, you will destroy it.

She pinched her palm, as if she had made up her mind, took the card in Feng Shen's hand, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Feng Shen looked at her back as she entered the hotel, and laughed wickedly.

The driver in the driver's seat, hearing his laughter, only felt creepy.

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