Marriage and Fame: Happy Marriage Made Easy

It's 35:10, and I still have [-] minutes to find Wen Muchen's office—or should I go directly to the conference room?Tu Linya started to feel embarrassed again. She should have asked Dyson when she called her earlier, but now she didn't know where she was going, so she was embarrassed to call Dyson again to ask.

After all, it is Wen Muchen's personal assistant, and this Dyson's rank should be quite high in the Wen Group's rank. Just when Tu Linya was still in a daze, a cold voice came from behind her: "Are you here?" What are you doing!" The man's voice also smelled of strong cologne and high-grade tobacco, the two flavors mixed together.

As the man's voice drifted into Tu Linya's ears, Tu Linya turned around like a frightened little rabbit, and an indifferent face without any expression appeared in front of her eyes. Tu Linya admitted that she was suddenly displeased. Wen Muchen, who knew where it came from, was startled.

"That...Wen...Good morning Mr. Wen~" Tu Linya managed to squeeze out a smile from her teeth and greeted Wen Muchen. Goosebumps were still on her face. I don't know why, this is the third time for me Facing Wen Muchen, Tu Linya's feeling of lying in bed last night appeared again.

The lingering man's indifferent face and cold tone of voice were all played back in Tu Linya's mind once quickly like a movie playing at four times speed.

"Don't come in???" Just when Tu Linya was still thinking about how she should face Wen Muchen better, Wen Muchen was already standing in the elevator and looking at herself.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Tu Linya heard Wen Muchen's voice talking to her, and walked into the elevator together, but her face was always facing the direction of the floor buttons. This is a sightseeing elevator. It would be embarrassing to stand on the best viewing angle like Wen Muchen and look at the elevator that is going up in a straight line, and faint here after a while.

"By the way...Mr. Wen, um, shall I go directly to the conference room later?" Tu Linya only woke up when the elevator had already ascended to the No.40 floor. Where the hell is the thing going?Anyway, there are only myself and Wen Muchen in the elevator now, no one is there, so it should be fine, right?

The man didn't speak, and kept his back to Tu Linya. Just when Tu Linya was about to think about which floor she was going to get off the elevator, the elevator suddenly boomed and stopped.

stop! ! ! On the 42nd floor, the elevator got stuck in the air. The computer bag and two design posters in Tu Linya's hands were scattered on the ground. In the elevator, if he hadn't been holding on to the railing, he probably would have fallen and eaten shit in front of Wen Muchen.

"It's the first time I've seen someone faint in an elevator." Standing less than five meters away from Tu Linya, Wen Muchen put his hands in his pockets and looked at Tu Linya, and said indifferently.

"It's not that I'm sick of the elevator, it's that Mr. Wen's elevator in your company is too unstable! And I'm afraid of heights. I'm brave enough to be able to talk to you on such a high floor." Tu Linya didn't know either. Why did I suddenly want Wen Muchen to reason? It wasn't because she fainted in the elevator, but because she was afraid of heights! ! !

Just as Tu Linya squatted on the ground and began to sort out her scattered documents, the elevator suddenly ding-dong and opened...

"President...President?" Dyson's familiar voice reached Tu Linya's ears, she raised her head hastily, and she saw Dyson, and the other secretaries in Wen Muchen's assistant president's office.

what happened!Isn't this elevator supposed to be an employee elevator?How could it be opened directly from Wen Muchen's president's office?Tu Linya squatted on the ground, unable to react for a while.

"Oh my god! Who is this? He was able to ride in the president's private elevator with the president." A gossiping female secretary whispered to the woman next to her.

"That's not right!!! It's the first time I've seen the president interact with a woman. There must be something special about this girl." Another secretary was also discussing in a low voice.

"Nothing to do?" Dyson walked towards the office together with Wen Muchen who had already walked out of the elevator, leaving Tu Linya alone in the elevator to keep packing her things, damn it of!If I had known it earlier, I would have bound this pile of papers for Xiao Zhao to help myself, and now I have nothing to do to find something to do for myself.

Tu Linya regretted it deeply, but it was strange to say that the elevator should be closed when no one has access to the key. Tu Linya squatted on the ground for a long time, but the elevator door was still open, so there will be no accidents. ?

"No, I have to leave this embarrassing place quickly." Tu Linya stood up, but unfortunately forgot that she was not on flat ground, but on the highest floor of Wen's Group - the 51st floor.

Her eyes saw the ants-like dense traffic and crowds downstairs, cold sweat broke out on her back, and her hands holding folders and computer bags began to tremble.

"Hello? Are you okay?" A more approachable female secretary of Wen Muchen came up to help Tu Linya. In fact, she still had her own purpose in her heart. This is the president's exclusive elevator, and even the old lady didn't care when she came. To be able to ride up the elevator with the president, let alone a plain-looking woman, who really has no characteristics at all.

"General Manager Tu, our president hopes that you can go faster." Just as Tu Linya was being supported up, Dyson came out impatiently and looked at Tu Linya and said.

"I'm sorry." Tu Linya hurriedly followed Dyson's footsteps with the things in her hands, and visited Wen Muchen's president's office by the way. It was too dark when I came last Sunday night, and I couldn't see anything. , today can be regarded as open and aboveboard appreciation, the office of successful people is filled with a smell of money and power.

What was even more unexpected to Tu Linya was that Wen's Group's meeting room was not one, but a whole floor of meeting rooms, large and small, with different functions. Tu Linya stood on the 51st floor, looking down, intently, Such a luxurious scene.