Jiang Wu raised her eyebrows lightly, looked back at her with black eyes, and spoke without hesitation, "You think beautifully!"

“…………”

Although Song Mangmang never thought of using opportunistic methods to realize her dreams, and she didn't bother to do so, Jiang Wu, as her husband, refused so quickly and so simply, still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Don’t other people’s husbands do everything for their little wife no matter what?

Jiang Wu couldn't see what she was thinking. He chuckled and then said slowly, "As Mrs. Jiang, I'll open the back door for you, then all your halos will be Mrs. Jiang's, not your Song Mangmang."

Song Mangmang naturally understood this principle, but he understood it rationally, but he was still a little unhappy emotionally.

"What are your opinions, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Wu looked at her slightly bulging cheeks and raised her thin lips, "I won't open the back door for you, but I can open the other back doors for you."

Other back doors?

Song Mangmang frowned and thought for a moment, and soon understood.

Isn’t her resume not outstanding? The so-called backdoor in Jiang Wu’s mouth is that he can guide her?

Yes, why did she forget that Jiang Wu, the president of Jiang Group and the business giant, was right in front of her!

He has read so many resumes of elite talents and interviewed so many talented people. If he could guide her, her resume would definitely have a qualitative leap!

Song Mangmang's little discomfort suddenly disappeared. She held her laptop without saying a word, almost rushing to the edge of the bed, with a humble expression on her face, and said softly, "Mr. Jiang, then please give me some advice."

"Oh."

Jiang Wu leaned lazily against the head of the bed, raised her chin proudly, and began to take Qiao, "What are you saying, the sound is too small, I didn't hear it."

Song Mangmang can bend and stretch, and get closer, and speaks with a straight voice, "Mr. Jiang, please look at the resume I wrote and give me some advice!"

"Hmm? What do you call me?"

Song Mangmang changed his words as if he were good, "Husband~"

The sweet and crisp sound made Jiang Wu's Adam's apple roll up and down.

His voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again, "What else?"

Men are indeed all greedy dogs!

Song Mangmang grinded his teeth secretly, but he still maintained a flattering smile on his face. Then he leaned over and squirted on his cheek.

Then he learned to act like a spoiled girl on TV and pinched his throat and said, "Husband, please help me~"

As soon as she said it, she got goosebumps first.

Jiang Wu curled her lips, pinched her cheeks with her slender fingers, and said hoarsely: "Song Mangmang, you won."

He could not refuse her, but after she acted like this, he had to surrender.

Don’t tell me how to guide her to write a resume now, even if he wants to pick the stars in the sky, he will do such a stupid thing.

Song Mangmang was afraid that he would regret it, so he immediately put the laptop in front of him, "Honey, come on!"

"..." Jiang Wu pinched her cheek a little harder. If his injury had not healed, he would have rectified her on the spot!

Jiang Wu took a deep breath, suppressed her inner desire and focused her attention on her resume.

…

A week later.

Jiang Wu was young and strong, and his injuries were getting better and better day by day. Now he has recovered. After consulting a doctor, he can be discharged from the hospital today and come back regularly for a review.

Song Mangmang had been discharged from the hospital for a long time, but in order to take care of Jiang Wu, she was discharged from the hospital with him. Before leaving, she and Jiang Wu went to see Song Zicheng.

Although Song Zicheng has not woken up yet, his physical condition has gradually improved after implementing the treatment plan of Xiao Shengshou.

Song Mangmang looked at him and couldn't help but sigh, "If Chengcheng could wake up, just be discharged from the hospital with us."

Jiang Wu gently hugged her waist and comforted her: "Don't worry, he knows you are waiting for him, he will definitely wake up."

It was like him, and he tried hard to wake up when he heard her calling him.

For the people you love, you will try your best to fight against the god of death.

"Yes." Song Mangmang nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Jiang Wu hugged Song Mangmang and walked out of the ward. Song Zicheng on the bed seemed to have felt something, and his fingers moved slightly.

The two walked out of the hospital door, and Assistant Zhou was already waiting by the car. When he saw them coming out, he hurriedly said to them: "Congratulations to Mr. Jiang and Young Lady on his recovery and discharge from the hospital!"

Song Mangmang chuckled and said, "Thank you, Assistant Zhou!"

I don’t know if it’s because of the nourishment of love, Song Mangmang’s smile was so beautiful that Assistant Zhou was a little confused. He showed a silly smile, “No need to thank you, no need to thank you.”

The next second, he felt the death gaze from the big boss next to him, and his smile froze immediately, withdrew his gaze, and opened the door of the rear seat, "Mr. Jiang, young lady, please get in the car!"

Jiang Wu's palm blocked Song Mangmang's head and protected her into the car. Then he bent down and got into the car.

The feeling of oppression disappeared, and Assistant Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

The possessiveness of his own boss is too terrifying, so scary!

Close the car door, Assistant Zhou turned around and was about to walk to the driver's seat. From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly glanced at a familiar figure of a woman in front of the left, and he was a little surprised.

Miss Zhou Yi?

Assistant Zhou raised his eyes again reflexively, but there was no one there.

He blinked, sure that there was no one. He thought... He probably was scared by the big boss and was hallucinated.

Miss Zhou Yi should be abroad at present, how could she appear here?

He shook his head, walked to the driver's seat, got into the car, and started the car.

At 8 o'clock that night, the auditions for the anchor competition came out.

After Jiang Wu's resume, she broke through the siege and Song Mangmang was selected and notified her to go for the final interview the next day.

The next day, Old Mrs. Jiang specifically instructed her to make a cheerful breakfast for her and let her eat it.

Afterwards, Jiang Wu drove her personally and took her to the door of the TV station.

After the car stopped, Song Mangmang took a deep breath, unbuttoned the seat belt, and was about to push the door and get out of the car, but his wrist was suddenly locked by the man.

Then, Jiang Wu leaned over, and kissed her with a thin lips, and said softly: "Waiting for your good news."

Generally, in this case, he would say something like cheering up, and just say it directly, waiting for your good news, as if he knew she would definitely pass.

Song Mangmang couldn't help but say, "Do you have so much confidence in me?"

She was not confident that she would pass the interview.

Jiang Wu said confidently, "My Mrs. Jiang must be the first place."

Well, not only was her nervousness relieved, but her confidence seemed to be back.

Song Mangmang kissed him back, "Okay, Mr. Jiang, I will get you the first place! I will never embarrass you!"

…

Song Mangmang walked into the waiting hall and there were already many people. She casually found a chair to sit down and heard someone calling her.

"Miss Song."
Chapter completed!