Substitute bride: Mr. Nan, please accept

working days.

Ouyang Shi was wearing a fitted shirt and skirt, with a pair of rimless glasses on her face.She walked in the spacious and magnificent hall of Nan's Group, and the ground under her feet was as clean as a mirror. She quietly took a picture of herself through the ground, and she was very satisfied with her outfit today.

The high-heeled shoes under Ouyang Shi's feet tapped the ground rhythmically, and the brisk footsteps gradually came to the elevator and stopped.While waiting for the elevator, Ouyang Shi thought about the unfinished work yesterday.The elevator was late, so she stretched her hand to the side of her face in boredom, curled a lock of hair, and circled aimlessly.

"Ding." With a soft sound, the elevator finally arrived.Ouyang Shi put her hands down, ready to step into the elevator.Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he met the gaze of the person in the elevator.

After seeing the person in front of her clearly, Ouyang Shi whispered in surprise: "Shuo...Mr. Nan!" She stepped forward with small steps, looked at Nan Shuoye without blinking, leaned forward slightly, almost to On Nan Shuoye.

Nan Shuo Ye was originally thinking about Luo Shang. When the elevator opened, he saw Ouyang Shi who was somewhat similar to Luo Shang, and almost mistook her, so he couldn't help being startled.After being slightly startled, he came back to his senses and raised his foot to leave, but Ouyang Shi stuck to it.Nan Shuoye frowned in disgust, looking at Ouyang Shi's seemingly innocent eyes, he couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.He walked around Ouyang Shi stiffly and walked out of the elevator.

Ouyang Shi recognized the slight disgust in Nan Shuoye's frown, and her mood sank.She thought with some grievances: "How is Luo Shang better than me?"

She kept watching Nan Shuo Yeyuan go away with hurt eyes, secretly clasped the file bag in her hands, stepped back slightly, and leaned against the elevator wall.The elevator doors closed automatically, and the elevator began to slowly ascend.She stayed where she was for a while before she came out of the grievance and unwillingness in her heart.

This elevator is exclusive to the president and goes directly to the president's office.On weekdays, only Nan Shuoye and her are eligible to take this elevator.With a slight sense of weightlessness, the elevator stopped.She stepped out of the elevator and walked to the outside of the CEO's office. Thinking of the limited and special occupants of this elevator, the grievance in her heart was slightly soothed.

The president's office is on the top floor of the Nanshi Building.A huge top floor, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, condescending.Looking down, you can see the traffic flow like ants lining up under your feet, and you can see the blue sea on the edge of the city from a distance, where the sea and the sky are the same color.The president's office is the most suitable place to view the scenery.Sitting on the president's luxurious leather swivel chair, there is an upright and low-key mahogany desk in front, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking half of the city behind.Sitting in this position will make people feel that everything in the world seems to be under their control.The office has a hidden inner room for napping.In addition to the office space, there are also a series of partitions such as a gym and a tea room that can relieve the CEO's fatigue from work.

Due to the special identity of the users, there are often only Ouyang Shi, Nan Shuoye, a few senior assistants, and a few cleaning staff here.

From the elevator, there is a small hall.It's small, but it's not small. It's about [-] square meters, enough for a family of four to live comfortably, but it's nothing compared to the entire top floor.There are tables and chairs in the hall, and there are tea sets on the tables and chairs.One wall is a clear floor-to-ceiling window, and there are a few display cases scattered in the hall, which contain artworks.The whole layout exudes a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere.This is the reception desk for those who come to find the president.

Ouyang Shi stepped on the soft carpet on the floor and walked towards the secretary's office at the back.Suddenly, he was attracted by a new piece of art on the wall, or a photo: this is not Nan Shuoye's style.

The photo was sunny and warm, with a big white-haired dog head inlaid with gold in the center of the photo.At a glance, it makes people feel like they are in a warm spring, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously follow the dog's smile.

The photos are fine, they just don't fit here.Expressing love for warmth frankly and enthusiastically is too naive in the business world of intrigue.Although this hall focuses on a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere, the photo is placed here in such a large size that it seems that others will not see it, just like a big white rabbit toffee mixed into a large box of beautifully packaged chocolates.It's all sweet, but it doesn't taste right, and it doesn't fit in with the surroundings.

Ouyang Shi looked at it suspiciously for a while, remembering that Luo Shang and her unlucky child had been here a few days ago.Putting this painting here is probably the handwriting of that unlucky child.

Ouyang Shi snorted coldly, thinking that Luo Chang didn't know fun, didn't know etiquette, and couldn't teach his children well.Putting this painting here is a waste of this living room designed and furnished by a high-paid hirer.Maybe more or less, it will also ruin Nan Shuoye's business, and leave a wrong impression of Nan Shuoye on those who come to negotiate.

With disgust, Ouyang Shi gave the smiling silly dog ​​a hard look, turned around and went back to the office.

Back in the secretary's office, Ouyang Shi put the document in her hand on the table, sat and looked at the document for a while, and then realized that she couldn't bear to read it, so she decided to go to the tea room to pour a cup of coffee.

First, he ran into Nan Shuoye's disgusted eyes, and then his eyes were dirty by the poor-taste photos in the living room.Ouyang Shi walked towards the tea room in a gloomy mood, the heels of her feet tapped, and she seemed to be a lot more depressed.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and it was time for the assistants to escape from the complicated and tedious documents and go to the tea room to find food to replenish energy.The door of the tea room was not closed tightly, and Ouyang Shi heard laughter coming from inside after a few steps away.

There are people in the pantry.

Ouyang Shi was not surprised that there were people in the tea room, she walked indifferently, when her ears suddenly caught some words, her steps paused lightly.

"The president is such a good man, yet he married young and even had children. My male god..." "Stop howling, even if the president is still single, it's not your fault. You saw me a few days ago It's past the president's wife, look at her, that figure, that temperament, tsk tsk tsk."

"I also saw the president's child, a little soft girl, very cute!" "I know, I know, there is a big picture in the living room in front, do you see it? It was ordered by the little girl! It's so cute Samoyed." "The president's wife's temperament is not very good... I think Shishi's temperament is better than her." "It's okay, okay, I'll make you sour. As long as the president likes it."

Ouyang Shi had already walked to the door. Hearing this, he blinked his eyes, and an idea slowly formed in his heart.

She opened the door and walked in, waiting in front of the fully automatic coffee machine, wanting to make a cup of coffee for herself.