Dear Mr. Shi

After speaking, Bai Rubing turned a grimace and left viciously.

Song Qinghuan looked at her leaving behind and smiled coldly: "I can't help you if you want to send it to the door to find abuse."

Say it, go say it! She was also afraid that she would not say anything!

The soundproofing effect of the conference room is very good. Everyone didn't know what happened in the conference room. They only saw Bai Rubing running out of the cheek. Song Qinghuan came out from behind, and there was also a scratch on her cheek.

What happened, did the two fight?

Everyone has doubts in their hearts, but they dare not ask forward.

Only Yu Yang, who had a fairly good relationship with the two, approached Song Qinghuan and asked Song Qinghuan softly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Song Qinghuan didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, and then followed Bai Rubing to the top floor with the next elevator, leaving behind an office full of doubtful colleagues.

Bai Rubing was also dizzy right now, and was so irritated by Song Qinghuan that she lost her mind. If she would not normally be able to, then rashly went upstairs to find time to keep out the cold.

Shi Yuhan raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Rubing who was standing in front of him, as if to signal her to say something quickly.

Bai Rubing had a taste of going out, lacking the respectfulness to keep out the cold on weekdays, and he laughed twice, "Shizong, there is something I think you should know."

"Huh?" Shi Yuhan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were unhappy.

Bai Rubing smiled, sad and sad: "It's about Qinghuan. I know Shi's relationship with her, so I think you should know."

Shi Yuhan squinted his eyes and looked at her steadily, seemingly expressionless, seemingly unmoved by the so-called things in her mouth, but he put down the approval pen in his hand and leaned back lazily on the back of the chair. It can be seen that his mood at the moment is dangerous.

But Bai Rubing didn't realize that Song Qinghuan's arrogance and the value brought by the text messages swept away all her sanity.

She also knew that if she was smart enough, she shouldn't say these things to him. She knew, she knew everything, but she couldn't see Song Qinghuan arrogantly say that to her, and she couldn't help it if she would spare no effort to hit her in the future.

She wants to be miserable. She wants Song Qinghuan to be worse than her. As Song Qinghuan said, she hated her when Song Qinghuan came to the company. From the time Song Qinghuan took her position in the recording, she wanted Song Qinghuan to die.

Obviously, I have already left the company, why did I come back again? The shadows lingered under her eyelids, and every time she talked and laughed with her, she felt like vomiting.

"I know this is good, but I still want to say, even if you always hate me and blame me, I have to say if you want to get rid of me. Look and see what Huan has done. You are so good to her, how can she do it? Things like this..." Bai Rubing said, pushing the phone in front of Shi Yuhan, "I really can't see it anymore, so I came to you."

Shi Yuhan glanced faintly at the content on the phone, and suddenly stood up. He was so tall that such a condescending appearance would easily give people a sense of oppression that was hard to ignore.

Bai Rubing felt a suffocation and took two steps back subconsciously.

"I don't know what your purpose is to say these things to me, but I hope that so far, you are a wise man and have weighed the consequences by yourself, so you should know how to do it!" Shi Yuhan said coldly and his eyes were cold. Sharp, handsome face like ice.