Help! The heroine of the abusive novel abducted the crazy villain

The Song Group's new product launch conference was a complete success. Countless merchants from upstream and downstream flocked to the event. Even the superiors secretly contacted Song Chenghong overnight, preparing to cooperate with the Song Group to apply holographic technology to military training.

Since then, the Song Group has had the strongest backing.

Feng Jinchen went up and down to target the Song Group, and the higher-ups naturally noticed him, and Wan Zhen and Chao Zhuo Technology under his name would undoubtedly fall. If the Feng Group hadn't contributed a lot to the country's tax revenue, and Feng Jinchen was a member of the Song Group,

The only flesh and blood of the couple, I am afraid they would like to take him away immediately.

Regarding cooperation, Song Chenghong, an old fox, is in charge. Song Qingyue can take her lab friends out to have a meal and reward them.

In the box, team member Lin Xiangyu drank two glasses of wine. He was drunk and stood up with a red face. He stumbled to Song Qingyue, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Huo Chizhou immediately turned his gaze over, always paying attention to Lin Xiangyu's every move.

Lin Xiangyu seemed not to have sensed Huo Chizhou's death gaze, and his tongue was still chattering when he raised his glass and spoke: "Boss, boss, thanks to you this time, if you hadn't discovered in time that the core data of the game helmet was stolen, you would have led us in research and development

If you leave the game warehouse, the losses will be huge."

Maybe the hard work of so many of them working hard day and night will be used as a wedding dress for others, and they will be accused of plagiarism, and their scientific research careers will be ruined.

The more Lin Xiangyu thought about it, the more he became afraid. What surged in his heart was gratitude and admiration for Song Qingyue.

"Boss," Lin Xiangyu's mood was beyond words. He stretched out his wine glass in front of Song Qingyue and howled, "I'll give you a toast!"

"Everyone has worked hard."

Song Qingyue smiled, picked up the wine glass on the table and clinked it with him.

"This Song Group's new product launch conference was a complete success. I will give everyone a big red envelope."

"Wow!" Jiang Xuici, who was immersed in eating delicious food, was attracted by the word "red envelope". He immediately raised his head and looked at Song Qingyue with bright eyes, and couldn't wait to confirm: "Qingyue, each of us has a big red envelope to take.

ah?"

"Of course." Song Qingyue nodded with a smile.

"Okay!" Jiang Xuici cheered.

Although Mother Jiang is very rich and can give her countless big red envelopes, this is a bonus she earned through her hard work, and the feeling of excitement and joy is completely different.

The rest of the friends were equally happy.

Big red envelope!

According to their understanding of their boss, the small amount of money in the red envelope will definitely not be tens, hundreds, thousands, maybe tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. If this is given to hundreds of thousands, it will be enough for a house.

Down payment made.

Everyone rubbed their hands in excitement.

Ying Linyuan next to Jiang Xuici rubbed his hands with flies. As the heir of the Ying family, he was not short of the money, but when he thought that this was the first bonus from his first internship job in his life, he was particularly worried.

So happy.

Seeing her friends laughing and having fun, Song Qingyue always had a smile on her lips.

It's great that they no longer have to be criticized by the outside world in this life, and they don't have to follow her day and night in the laboratory for three years just to develop the game warehouse to clear themselves of plagiarism charges. They will no longer be mistreated because of her unclear understanding of people.

People are implicated because they are unkind.

Thinking that her friends had spent a lot of time in the laboratory in their past and present lives, Song Qingyue announced: "In addition to bonuses, everyone also gets two weeks of paid annual leave."

"Wow!"

Now it was not just Jiang Xue who resigned, the rest of his colleagues were shouting "Wow!" to celebrate this sudden long holiday, and it was paid.

Friends came forward one after another to show their loyalty.

"Boss, I love you so much!"

"Boss, I will definitely serve our Song Group until my death. The Song Group is my home!"

"Our boss is the best boss in the world!"

Song Qingyue shook her head helplessly and said with a smile: "Everyone go back and spend time with your family, and you can also go out for a walk to relax." Then, she reminded in a joking tone: "Don't forget all your professional knowledge and return it when you come back.

We need to continue doing research and development.”

"No, no, no!" The friend hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.

"We will continue to study."

Some friends also figured out another meaning from Song Qingyue's words: "We will still be in the same group from now on."

"You are not Wu Ruizhe or Wang Cong. You have done nothing wrong to the Song family, so the boss kicked us out."

When talking about Wu Ruizhe and others, the friends talked with great interest and a bit of gloating about their misfortune.

"Wu Ruizhe and the others should regret it so much that they want to hit the wall, right?"

"That's for sure."

"I heard that the stolen money was confiscated before I could even use it. I could have become one of the developers of the holographic online game, but now I have to stay in jail."

The friends sighed while eating melon seeds.

"Although they won't be locked up for a few years, they are recorded in the files. After they are released, which research institute will dare to ask for them? Even a slightly larger company will turn them away."

"Wu Ruizhe always pretends that he is a senior, as if he is some great scientist. He won't be delivering food and sweeping the streets in the future, right?"

"I really want to see their expressions now."

The friends got off topic, and began to regret that Wu Ruizhe and Wang Cong were pending criminals and could not visit them, otherwise they would have laughed at them in person. Wow, you picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, you are so stupid.

Who asked them to betray the Song Group? They deserve it!

Of course, the friends also heard that the person who purchased the Song Group’s trade secrets was their boss’s ex-fiancé Feng Jinchen. They were worried that their boss would be heartbroken when he recalled that scumbag, and they were also afraid that Huo Chizhou, a jealous man, would go crazy and vent his anger.

None of them mentioned Feng Jinchen.

Just spit on that scumbag in your heart.

"Let's all toast to the boss?" Lin Xiangyu suggested.

"Okay!" Everyone agreed, raising their glasses and toasting to Song Qingyue. Their mouths looked like they were covered with honey, blowing rainbow farts non-stop. This was their future boss.

Follow the boss and getting rich is not a dream!

After a few glasses of wine, Song Qingyue's originally fair and flawless cheeks became crimson, and her clear and bright eyes became a little blurry.

"I'll drink it for you." Seeing Song Qingyue about to drink again, Huo Chizhou raised his hand to hold the wine glass in front of her, accidentally wrapping the soft and petite catkins.

Huo Chizhou: "!"

His handsome face turned redder than Song Qingyue's after drinking.

"Wow--"

The crowd started cheering, and Huo Chizhou realized what he had done and took his hand back as if he was electrocuted.

Song Qingyue had become accustomed to Huo Chizhou's aura. After being drunk, she did not object to Huo Chizhou's approach. She did not find his behavior offensive. Without any restraint, she picked up the wine glass and drank.

"Come, let's continue the toast."

Huo Chizhou was startled, and his hands reached out to suppress him faster than his mind.

This time he only touched the wine glass.

Song Qingyue, who was slightly drunk, was half a beat slower in her reaction. She lowered her eyes and looked at Huo Chizhou's big hand blankly. After a while, she raised her eyes to look at Huo Chizhou, with water lingering in her eyes, as if she was accusing something.

Huo Chizhou stammered: "I, I'll drink it for you."

After thinking for a while, Song Qingyue slowly shook her head: "No."

Song Qingyue forgot that there was a chauffeur, and only remembered that Huo Chizhou needed to drive and could not drink. She raised her white and tender fingers like a child and poked Huo Chizhou's chest, exhaling like a blue: "You are going to take me back later.

.”

"Wow--"

The crowd's cheers became even louder.