In the last life, Song Ye lived alone, and developed a withdrawn and indifferent character.

In this life, in order to strengthen her own power, to fight against the organization one day, and to maintain the confidence to fight against the family, she has developed many industries and accumulated countless wealth. Invisibly, more and more people have gathered around her.

Relatives, brothers, friends, these previously unfamiliar pronouns with distinct characters sprang up like bamboo shoots after a rain, surrounding her.

She didn't even know how dazzling and eye-catching she was in the crowd. She is always convincing and makes people want to follow.

At 9:30 in the evening, all the otakus from the programming department went home, looking for their mothers. Before leaving, everyone took a peek at the computer, eager to know the results of their hard work.

However, seeing Song Ye's calm expression and no intention to keep anyone else, everyone had to hold back their thoughts and go back to sleep first.

Tang Yixiao simply waited until Song Ye got off work to go back together, and when he got downstairs in the company, he ran into Xu Zihang leaning against the car. In the dark night, the neon lights across the building and the road hit the boy's cold and handsome eyebrows, casting a shadow in the corners of his sharp eyes. He was dressed in a black leather jacket, with a hint of playfulness in his handsomeness.

The handsome young man and the black Mercedes have attracted the favor of countless women in the past. Within a few minutes of walking over from Song Ye, he had already seen him send off two beauties who were chatting up, and his face was covered with a layer of frost.

When Song Ye saw him, he couldn't help thinking of the scene in the living room last night. The corner of his eyes turned to Tang Yixiao, who was beside him. As expected, the little girl's ears turned red, and her whole body became a cooked crab again.

Originally, she didn't want to be a light bulb, she wanted to go to the garage and drive home by herself, but Xu Zihang over there had already spotted them and walked over.

"Why so late?" Xu Zihang stepped forward and asked Song Ye first. Seeing the bloodshot eyes in her eyes, he couldn't help worrying, "I heard you've been here all day, is there any trouble?"

Song Ye shook his head, stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said lightly, "It's not me who is in trouble." It should be said that she was causing trouble for others.

Xu Zihang was stunned for a moment, the frost on his face could not help melting, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he could always be aroused by Song Ye's faint confidence, "It seems that there is going to be a good show."

"Well, let's watch TV these days." Song Ye didn't explain much. Although the outcome of the matter did not come out, she had already grasped the battle situation.

Xu Zihang shook his head and said with a smile, "No wonder my dad said that accidents can happen wherever you go." This person was clearly someone who took the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity, and had to create opportunities for himself when he didn't have the opportunity.

"Oh? Uncle Xu is looking for me?" Song Ye asked, already guessing Xu Zihang's intention to wait here in the middle of the night.

"Well, I heard that you came back, and I want to invite you to sit at home." Xu Zihang said lightly, and walked over to the car to open the door for her, "But it's too late, I'll come and pick you up when I have time tomorrow."

In fact, Xu Fangsheng really had nothing to do with Song Ye, but Xu Zihang wanted to see her, and he was waiting downstairs in the company in the middle of the night, waiting hard for others.

Song Ye was noncommittal, thinking about tomorrow's time, but he didn't care about Xu Zihang's actions, so Shi Shiran sat in the co-pilot.

Tang Yixiao, who had fallen a few steps behind her, paused slightly, with a pair of watery dark eyes staring wide, looking at Xu Zihang who stretched out his hand to open the door for Song Ye in disbelief.

The neon lights on the opposite road softened all the edges and corners the moment he lowered his eyes. He leaned against the car and spoke to Song Ye with a faint smile on his lips. The tenderness in his eyes was more beautiful than the colorful lights. Dazzling.

Tang Yixiao stood there blankly, watching blankly, only to feel that his heart was pounding, but the temperature in his heart dropped sharply.

She suddenly remembered the depressed and hoarse voice of the other party when she called Xu Zihang after the high school entrance examination was revealed that day.

"I know the result. I've been very busy recently, so I won't go back to gather with everyone. Song Ye, she's...all right."

She was not good at words and didn't know how to comfort her, but Xu Zihang, who was on the phone, only said these two words from beginning to end. Tang Yixiao didn't know the meaning of the last sentence at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he probably guessed it.

What he wanted to ask at the time was, "Song Ye, is she disappointed?"

Yes, in fact, Tang Yixiao should have known that Xu Zihang worked so hard to be admitted to Shiyi High School, not because of his studies or competition, but because he could go to the same high school as Song Ye.

The tone of despair on the phone, the feelings that she wanted to talk about, were all just that she had deceived herself.

It turned out that Xu Zihang had someone he liked, and he fell in love with Song Ye.

In a daze, he got into the car and went home in a daze. Tang Yixiao's heart was hot and cold that night, and he was insomnia all night. His mind was empty. The truth revealed.

But all this, Song Ye is like an outsider, unaware.

The next morning, she was sitting in Yunye again, and the otakus from the programming department also arrived early, turned on the computer, and paid attention to the development of the previous day.

Seeing that the networks of more than a dozen city systems were lit up again on the screen, Song Ye slowly opened his mailbox, and he saw an official invitation letter.

"Stone, get your company resume and contract ready." Song Ye leaned back in his chair holding the milk and called out aloud.

At this time, not only the stones stood up, but several figures stood up collectively, their eyes sparkling, "Mr. Song, is it done?"

Although they trusted Song Ye and had a certain degree of certainty about things, when the dust settled and became a reality, there was still a hint of hesitation in their hearts.

Song Ye nodded, raised his eyebrows comfortably, and waved his hand, "The contract takes effect, and your year-end bonus will be doubled."

"Haha, long live President Song!" The otakus were cheered and encouraged, both the sense of accomplishment from fighting a good battle, and the satisfaction of a salary increase.

At this time, who would remember that when he was hesitant and hesitant to take action, he did not dare to act?

In a word, on the future development path of Yunye, all employees firmly believe in one point, believe in Song Ye, it is right.

The drafting plan of the contract is prepared in advance, just hit the Enter key, and the next process will be handed over to the subordinates to handle it.

After Song Ye finished drinking the milk, he left the company and drove to Xu's house to meet Xu Fangsheng.

But she didn't know that the contract she sent out appeared in front of Qin Zhan's computer the next second.

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