Being His Little Fox

The voice is very loud, and the tone sounds very atmospheric.

It seems that the coming is menacing, it is to find Song Yi to settle accounts.

"Sir, you can't enter here. If you do this, we will call the police." Someone stopped, and the noisy voice reached Song Yi's ears.

The man frowned unpleasantly: "It seems that the security of Song Corporation is not very good."

"Anyone can come in and make trouble."

Song Yi looked at the man and rolled his eyes.

Just know to say cold words.

She stood up, ignored the so-called artist who came to interview for the contract, and walked past him.

He didn't even look at him.

The man looked at Song Yi's back, his figure was delicate and thin, but it was just right, and it aroused the man's desire for protection.

There was a slight smile at the corners of his lips, and a glint in his eyes.

Song Yi opened the door and saw a man in his twenties at the door rushing inside.

"What's the matter?" Song Yi said in a cold voice.

As soon as Song Yi came out, all the messy people outside stopped.

The staff lowered their heads: "I'm sorry Mr. Song. This is the artist who is going to come in for an interview today. I really didn't stop him. I didn't expect this person to come in such a disturbance."

The young man let out a cold voice and shook off the one holding his hand.

"Are you Song Yi?"

Song Yi stood in front of him: "I am."

"Did you tell our company to hide me?"

Song Yi replied: "I don't have an entertainer who is so easy to take care of other people's homes."

"You just dare to do it or not, you are afraid that my fire will cover your celebrity's light, do you think I don't know that everything behind it is your ghost?"

The man said every word with resentment, and his tone was full of resentment and dissatisfaction with Song Yi, as if he really had a deep hatred.

Song Yi put his hands around his chest, and the fox's eyes narrowed slightly, so that he could look at him in time: "First of all, this gentleman, do I know you? What's your name?"

He laughed angrily by Song Yi's words: "If you don't pretend to me, will you not know me?"

"Tsk." Song Yi lazily changed a posture and leaned against the door frame: "Okay, just assume that I know you. You are looking for me just for Xuezang?"

"Otherwise, what are you doing yourself, you don't know everything in your heart?"

Look at him like this. Song Yi knew that this was a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and others were instigating him behind his back. According to hearsay, he was cheated by those rhythmic marketing accounts.

She can even predict that in a while, news will come out saying that her company has artists who are making trouble.

Song Yi lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. While looking at the phone, he said, "Whatever you say, I don't like talking to people with no brains. It will lower my IQ."

No matter how angry other people are, Song Yi always looks like this calmly and calmly, and doesn't seem to put anything in his eyes.

This attitude can make the other party more aggrieved and unhappy.

"Song Yi, do you believe me to call the police?!"

When Song Yi heard this, she raised her eyes very interestingly. She raised her eyebrows: "You have to pay attention to evidence when calling the police. The police uncle has no time to listen to the kindergarten children making trouble."

"If you want to say that I said it, just show evidence and make trouble with nonsense. It will appear that you just came to the door for another purpose to prevent me from getting better."

"If your purpose is really this." Song Yi chuckled, eyebrows curled up: "Then I really thank you for bringing me this short-term joy, low IQ acting, it's quite interesting."

This is a mockery, both overt and secretly.

She smiled and spoke calmly.

The man was so angry that his face turned black.

She is the one who can't understand that he wants to hide him, she still doesn't admit it! This dead woman is **** it!

Thinking of this in my heart, I was about to move towards Song Yi immediately.

Song Yi has eyesight and quick hands: "Throw him out."

Following this sentence, she took a step back and slammed the office door shut.

The man slammed into the door, and felt that the bridge of his nose was about to be broken.

He clutched his nose and wanted to curse.

The security immediately came up and pulled him out.

When Li Wen came back with a document, he ran into such a scene. He knew what was going on at a glance, and the man was dependent on life and death, and he was bound to seek a fair posture here.

"The fake nose you made is crooked. Are you still making trouble here?" Li Wen walked over and said faintly: "Don't make a better one. This cheap nose is still not resistant."

As soon as Li Wen said this, the man immediately stopped cursing in his mouth, and carefully touched his nose with his hand to see if it was really what Li Wen said.

He found that there is really a little bit, if it is photographed and sent out, it will definitely lose fans.

He has to go to the hospital for repairs.

Today, I'm looking for Song Yi to settle this matter, and I can only let it go temporarily.

.....

Li Wen's sentence allowed the security to fork this person out smoothly.

At this moment, Song Yi's Weibo was topped by hot searches.

That Weibo was accompanied by a short video, which she just recorded at the door.

Attachment: [Just coming back from vacation, I came across a cute newcomer who was brainwashed by marketing accounts. It is really a headache. Please let me go with the marketing account. Don't use me to spread rumors. Thank you all. Smile jpg.]

The netizens underneath looked happy.

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[Sister Yi's inner os: cute = stupid = mentally disabled + brain disabled. 】

[Laughing, Mr. Song is just online. 】

[This person is also funny, his brain is a decoration, and he finds trouble every day. 】

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Song Yi's hand operation caught marketing accounts who had not had time to spread rumors by surprise.

No one thought that Song Yi would come back as a pre-emptive move. While they were still preparing the copy and the draft, Song Yi had already started to spit on Weibo.

Song Yi went back to the office and sat back where he was.

And the one with cleanliness has not left yet.

Song Yi raised his eyes and looked at him: "If you have to say that you can overcome it, then you should sit down now and show your sincerity and attitude instead of talking about it."

Song Yi was troubled by that person, and now he is not very happy: "If you can't do it, please go back."

"My name is Rong Qi." The man slowly said, "I hope you can remember me."

"I also hope that when we meet next time, you can arrange a clean seat for me."

When the words fell, the man turned and left the office.

Song Yi frowned suddenly and realized that something was wrong with this man.

With the smile in his eyes, he didn't really want to come for an interview from the beginning, it was like...like a wave of presence in front of her.

This made a certain string in her heart tense fiercely.

See you next time? When will the next meeting be?

Song Yishu stood up and chased Rong Qi's back, only to find that he had already disappeared.

Song Yi pursed his lips, exhaled deeply, and rubbed his temples.

"What's the matter?" Suddenly, a male voice fell into her ears.

The voice was familiar, lazy, deep and magnetic.

Song Yi raised his eyes instantly, and saw Tang Si standing not far away.

She smiled instantly, and the tension in her heart was relieved at this moment.

She ran towards Tang Si, "Brother, why did you come to the company? Are you not busy?"

Song Yi used to hug Tang Si tightly.

"Come over and see you when you're done." Tang Si put his arms around her: "What trouble seems to have happened?"

"Neither." Song Yi: "Just those things at work."

Tang Si raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter with Weibo?"

"It's normal. I can't understand the family. I'm looking for trouble, chewing my tongue and looking for the marketing account. It just so happens that this is the child poisoned by the marketing account.

"Why do you come here without telling me?"

"What?" Tang Si smiled with peach blossom eyes: "I didn't say hello. Did you disturb my work obediently?"

Song Yi took Tang Si to the office: "There is indeed a point where I can't concentrate on work when you come over. I always want to see you."

Tang Si's sense of existence is too strong, and she can't concentrate on the work.

In fact, Tang Si followed Song Yi all the way to the company.

When Song Yi left the Bo Shiyan Institute.

Tang Si sat on the sofa: "Are you not working?"

Song Yi: "I originally came to interview a few artists. Other jobs can be done elsewhere."

"Since you are here, you are not staying at the company."

Song Yi said, "Let's go out."

"Don't." Tang Si: "You haven't worked well in the company for a long time. If you have anything to do, you don't need to accompany me specifically."

Tang Si sat on the sofa with one hand propped his chin, looked at Song Yi and said, "Brother can bear loneliness."

"I just watch you work."

He just looked at her like that, eyes deep and thick, burning with strong emotions.

Song Yi looked so crispy all over her body, as if the temperature reflected on her.

Song Yi touched her face, inexplicably, why Tang Si wants to see her work, she is still a little uncomfortable and shy?

It's not about her other things, it's just work. Why is she shy?

Maybe it was Tang Si's peachy eyes that were too erotic, or maybe it was because she herself didn't have any resistance to Tang Si.

It was easy to sink into his eyes.

On this day, Tang Si really worked with Song Yi all day in the company.

"Don't you feel bored?"

"Watching you work, what's so boring?" Tang Si smiled, "Work is also very interesting."

It also allowed him to understand the nature of Song Yi's work, what her job is like, and what she will be busy with.

Song Yi put down the pen in his hand and stretched out.

Tang Si looked at her with a faint smile, "Did you finish work?"

"Yeah." Song Yi nodded: "It's over for the time being."

Tang Si's lips curled up with a smile: "What's the arrangement for the evening?"

"..." Can you stand loneliness when you say it?

Oh, man.

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