Chapter 952

Naturally, the mayor is a cultured man. Of course, he will not show embarrassment to a 20-year-old girl. He only says lightly: "Jian will marry a girl of the same family in the future."

The meaning of this is straightforward. Tang Jian will marry a girl of the same family, but this girl is not you, because you are not worthy of him. You are just an actor and a actor. Oh, maybe there are two small money in the family, but we are a big official family, we can't look up to you.

Song ran was almost brought up by the city, so popular that he smoked from his seven orifices. However, he could only keep calm: "yes, sir, I agree with you very much."

It seems that she is very rare to Tang Jian. This mayor is really amorous. Obviously, it is your capable son who loves me. If you don't discipline him, you will embarrass me.

Great people are amazing.

The mayor nodded: "well, you're quite sensible. Don't associate with Jian in the future. He has a lot of important things to do."

This is even more cruel. Song ran almost jumped on the table and didn't take such a bully. Tang Jian has a lot of things to do. She is not a big idle person, OK?

Gritting his teeth and gritting his teeth again, song ran said with a smile: "good sir, I will not deal with Tang Jian in the future."

The mayor is a little surprised at her understanding. Isn't the actress always reluctant to give up as long as she gets to the top? Or is this girl a smart girl who knows how to do what's right?

In any case, he still needs to keep an eye on him in the future. The eldest son is hard to use. All his hopes lie in his second son. The second son does not live up to his expectations and is capable of succeeding him.

So he can't let his son be delayed by beauty.

Tang Qingru waved his hand: "you can go. I'd like you to go today."

Song Ran's heart is humming and hypocritical. The face project is very good.

"All right, sir. I'm going."

The mayor's driver sent song ran and Yin Hua away. The Secretary General and the mayor entered the villa together. The Secretary General whispered, "Sir, how can you talk to her in the dark yard?"

Tang Qingru looked indifferent: "it's not a glorious thing. Do you want to say it in this place with bright lights?"

The Secretary General nodded: "yes."

Tang Qingru also said: "even in the dim light, you can see that song Ran is really beautiful."

It's no wonder that his son, who has always been indifferent, can take a fancy to it.

The Secretary General nodded: "Song Ran is really beautiful."

The mayor's face was dignified and his tone was not good: "beauty has always been a disaster. I can't let my son be tired of beauty."

Back home, song Ran is still a little angry. No wonder they all want to climb up and stand at the top of their power. No matter how rich she is, she still wants to show off her cleverness in front of the mayor?

What's more, it's not her fault. Mr. Mayor is really making trouble for her innocent person, regardless of his own son.

But she could do nothing but obey and admit.

Tut Tut, power is a good thing.

That night, the mayor also called Tang Jian to his villa and directly said, "are you free tomorrow?"

Tang Jian pondered for a moment and said, "the procuratorate will not be idle at the beginning of the new year."

Tang Qingru said: "at seven o'clock in the evening, I will go to the gate of the procuratorate to wait for you."