Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

Chapter 190 Fraud

"Secretary-General Mo, when did you get into Fang Nan's bad habit of being a miser?" Several people teased her, cursing and taking out some change.

Mo Yao put it in his bag with satisfaction, pointed in the direction of the office and said, "President Song usually criticizes us when he sees us being so lazy, but this time it's like he can't see us. He's obviously in a very good mood."

There was another sentence she didn't say.

It probably has something to do with the woman Mr. Song mentioned before.

So this is... a successful usurpation?

However, Mo Yao didn't know that Mr. Song in her mouth was far more spineless than she imagined. With just a few words from Yang Qingheng, he was so coaxed that he wanted to tear his heart out, let alone usurp the throne. As long as Yang Qingheng didn't break up with him, he would Everybody laughs out loud.

As soon as Fang Nan entered the door, he felt a strong gaze, which looked at him from beginning to end and then from end to end several times. It was so intense that he thought he was not wearing any clothes, and he felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, he gritted his teeth and looked at Song Hengjue: "Just say what you want to say and put away your strange eyes."

Who is disgusting!

Song Hengjue coughed dryly and looked away, as if he said casually: "I heard from Yang Qingheng that she is very optimistic about you."

When he mentioned that he was going to change jobs, Fang Nan felt inexplicably guilty. He paused for a few seconds, thinking that this person had been deducting his salary recently, he straightened up instantly and said confidently, "Yes."

You bastard, I really thought he had lost his temper. He was always nice to him no matter what, and withholding wages would cost him his life! Fang Nan was filled with righteous indignation. He would never admit that he switched jobs because Yang Qingheng gave him too much.

He was already prepared for Song Hengjue's abuse. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him not only did not scold him, but also nodded appreciatively. He stood up and patted his shoulder encouragingly, saying earnestly: "Do a good job."

"Huh?" Fang Nan couldn't wrap his mind around it.

According to Song Hengjue's usual temperament, if he saw him with such a stupid head, he would definitely hurt him a few words, but today he was in such a good mood that he didn't even say a bad word. Instead, he promised: "Please tell me about this matter." After she completes it, not only can she receive her salary, but you can also continue to receive your salary here."

Fang Nan was still in a foggy state until he left the office.

Can I get two wages for the same shift? Is there such a good thing?

I pinched my thigh hard, and it hurt so much that I burst into tears. Only then did I realize that it was really not a dream!

Fang Nan was so excited that he couldn't breathe.

When everyone saw him coming out, they quickly gathered around and talked a lot.

"How about it, what did Mr. Song say?"

"Did your salary be deducted?"

Seeing everyone's worried expressions, which were exactly the same as when he entered the office just now, Fang Nan had a strange balance and raised his chin proudly.

"Not only is it not a bad thing, it's a good thing, and guess what."

Everyone looked at each other, remembering Mo Yao's analysis just now, and were doubtful: "...You're not going to give us a salary increase, are you?"

"How do you know?" Fang Nan was stunned.

However, no one was in the mood to listen to him at this time. They only heard the words "salary increase" and cheered happily, jumping up and down, so excited.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly in Song Hengjue's office.

He paused while flipping through the documents, a little funny, but inexplicably thought of Yang Qingheng in his mind, and subconsciously looked out the window.

Unfortunately, the half-palm-thick documents on the table left him with no reason to go to her. He gritted his teeth angrily, took out a document in frustration, and looked down at it as if venting his anger. He just wanted to deal with it quickly. Go find her intact.

Song Hengjue didn't know what was wrong with him.

Ever since his fright a few days ago, he seemed to be suffering from a disease that would kill him if he didn't see Yang Qingheng, and he wished he could stay by her side all the time.

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Fang Nan knew that he would be able to get two salaries after working for Yang Qingheng, but how could he sit still? So he took his own clothes and reported to Yang Qingheng's company early the next morning.

"Hey, you're very motivated. Song Hengjue allowed it?" As soon as Yang Qingheng arrived at the company, he heard Sun Rong say that Fang Nan had come to report, and immediately called him over.

"How can you not worry about money?" Fang Nan rubbed his hands, shamelessly.

He really shows his love for money clearly on his face, without hiding it at all.

Yang Qingheng is funny, but I don't think he is so philistine. Instead, I think he is so real that people feel good about him.

He waved his hand and said, "You just arrived today. I don't expect you to be able to do any work. Let Lotus Sun arrange for a reliable person to take you and familiarize yourself with the work first."

However, according to Song Hengjue's previous description, Fang Nan is very capable and has good adaptability. It shouldn't take long for him to adapt.

Finally, someone filled the vacancy, and Yang Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously I took out my phone and took a look.

It was strange that the person who usually called her a dozen times a day didn't call her today.

I always felt as if I had forgotten something. I patted my head and couldn't remember, so I said to Fang Nan, "Go out first. I'll come back to you if anything happens."

Fang Nan responded and walked outside, closing the office door tightly at the same time.

Turning around, I met a pair of sneaky eyes looking inside.

"How's it going? What did she say?" Song Hengjue rushed up with a mask on.

Looking at his eager eyes and thinking of how this capitalist exploited him in the past, Fang Nan almost laughed out loud, cleared his throat and pretended to be mysterious: "She said..."

"What did you say?" Song Hengjue's ears twitched slightly, unwilling to miss a word.

Fang Nan sighed and looked unhappy.

Something bad is happening.

Song Hengjue's complexion changed slightly.

Capitalist, you too have today!

Fang Nan almost couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from turning up, and he got carried away with himself, making up a series of lies: "Yang Qingheng said, when she came in just now, she saw someone who looked a bit like you, and asked me if I had seen you. "

"How did you answer?" Song Hengjue was anxious. He saw someone looking over, grabbed his arm and pulled him to the corner.

Fang Nan said: "What is our relationship? Can I betray you? Of course I said I didn't know you. I said you were working in a company. How could you be here?"

Song Hengjue breathed a sigh of relief. He had never seen Fang Nan so pleasing to his eyes before. He hugged his shoulders happily and said, "Sure enough, you are still reliable. When you return to the company and resume work, I will give you a big red envelope."

Is there such a good thing?

Fang Nan's eyes lit up and he touched his chin. His mind was racing, thinking about finding another opportunity to deceive him twice next time. Maybe he could make a fortune from this!

Song Hengjue didn't know what was going on in Fang Nan's heart. Just when he was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly lit up. He took it and heard Yang Qingheng's voice coming over there, and his heart skipped a beat.