Chapter 1118 Warning, too much sweetness (63)
Jiang Tang looked at the fields outside the window and took a deep breath.
"Who posted the news?"
"Mr. Song? His Weibo is almost paralyzed. Why don't you forward your comment?"
"Well, I'll see you later."
Without any explanation, Jiang Tang hung up the phone, pulled out the list, and made a call.
It took a while before someone got through.
"Hello, madam, Mr. Song is in a meeting. Do you need me to hand him my phone?"
The secretary has changed her name to Madam.
Jiang Tang rubbed his nose silently.
"Wait until he finishes the meeting and reply to me."
Almost as soon as the secretary hung up the phone, the same number was dialed again.
It is the Song Dynasty.
"Tang Tang."
The man called out urgently.
As if she knew the reason for Jiang Tang's call, the man didn't give her a chance to speak and just said it himself.
"My mother said that once the relationship is stable, you can think about marriage. I have been single for more than 800 years. She gave me a dream a few days ago. She was worried that after the Song family broke up, she asked me to marry you home quickly. You also He took me to meet my father-in-law. I have no father or mother and I can make my own decisions about my marriage. , so I announced the wedding date on my own initiative and planned to discuss the wedding with you today. Later, it was delayed for a while due to an emergency meeting, but it is not too late to talk now. What kind of wedding do you want, Chinese and Western style or a combination of Chinese and Western styles? Yours.”
"..."
"You can choose the betrothal gift as well."
The man said something loudly again.
He was full of talk about marriage matters, and he looked like an ancient person from time to time.
Jiang Tang remained silent, which made Song Naichao panic.
He was also afraid that if he didn't hurry up, someone else might marry Jiang Tang.
"What's wrong? Are you angry? Talk to me."
At the door of the conference room, a man in a suit was leaning against the window. His thick eyebrows were furrowed under his curly hair, and his long white fingers were clasping the cracks of the window. His beautiful face was covered with a gloomy look. The secretary who was guarding the door walked into the conference room with a calm face and bowed down to apologize to the major shareholders.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Mr. Song is in a hurry right now. Please wait for five minutes. During this period, you can take a look at this year's financial statements. Mr. Song will be here soon."
At the shareholders' meeting, the chairman cannot be absent.
Even though Song Naichao controlled 60% of the shares, the shareholders still played an important role in the company, so the secretary could only explain it to his boss first.
Fortunately, everyone understands and opens the report separately.
On the other side, Song Naichao finally waited for Jiang Tang's answer. If she didn't answer, the man could pull down the window frame.
"You're not going to have a meeting?"
"Open, I'll go back after talking to you."
"Well, then go back. When you get home, we will have a good talk."
Song Naichao didn't want to hang up the phone yet. The man had a clear mind and wanted to tell Jiang Tang everything. He didn't want to go to the meeting with an anxious heart.
"Then answer me first, will you marry me?"
Jiang Tang replied quickly.
"You can ask this later when you propose. Go to work hard. I'm going to collect the cauliflower flowers."
After hanging up the phone, the man looked at the phone blankly, savoring the meaning of what he just said.
Ask again when you propose.
What she meant was that she needed to propose first before she could agree to her proposal.
"Proposal..."
Then propose.
The countryside at this time.
Father Jiang shouted from downstairs.
"Tangtang, do you want to go collect the cauliflower together?"
"Go."
(End of chapter)