CEO's Sweet Wife

Shen Wanbai refused to let it go.
"If you don't tell me today, I won't let you go, let's keep wasting it!"
In desperation, the assistant sighed and said, "To be honest, I saw Mr. He in his trouser pocket that day... I think Mr. He must have brought him back..."

Shen Wanbai returned to his seat with a dark face, and Andy couldn't help asking.
"Didn't find it?"
"It was taken home by him, I can't go to his house to get it."
Andy raised his eyebrows: "Then we can only wait for He Zefeng to come back from a business trip."
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M country.
The reception was held as scheduled, and in the mysterious castle, the room was full of clothes and temples.
He Zefeng's arrival didn't attract many people's attention, he stood aside secretly tasting wine.
After a while, the huge hall suddenly became lively. Following their gaze, they saw a Chinese coming in from the door.
Several people surrounded him, as if to protect his safety.
He Zefeng narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, picked up the goblet and took a sip of the red wine, his eyes fixed on the man.
Allen's facial features are three-dimensional, coupled with his own status, he is the focus of the audience as soon as he comes.
He Zefeng sneered in disdain, picked up the wine glass and walked straight towards Allen.
But as soon as he stepped forward, he was stopped by Allen's assistant.
"Sir, please wait a moment, Alan is busy."
He Zefeng sneered: "Yeah, it seems he's a busy man, but I'll just say a few words and leave..."
Allen was not far away at first, and he couldn't help but look sideways when he heard He Zefeng's voice.
Suddenly, the eyes of the two men met instantly.
Allen had seen He Zefeng's photo on the Internet, because he was the president of the company Shen Wanbai went to.
Seeing He Zefeng here was obviously a bit of a surprise to Allen.
"Hello."
Allen signaled the assistant to get out of the way, and he took a step forward, staring at He Zefeng steadfastly.
The heights of the two are about the same, and even the momentum and appearance are about the same.
He Zefeng said blankly: "Nice to meet you... Alan..."
"I want to have a private chat with you, is it convenient?"
Allen smiled lightly, and a gentleman agreed: "Yes."
He led the way, and He Zefeng followed with a cold expression.
The assistant whispered to Allen, "This man's name is He Zefeng, and he is the president of the He Corporation. We have no business dealings with him. He seems to have other purposes for coming this time."
Allen waved his hand to signal to the assistant that he didn't need to continue talking, and the assistant immediately shut up and stood up.
When I came to the outside of the courtyard, it was very quiet here, and the assistant was guarding the door so that no one would disturb me.
Allen looked at He Zefeng and smiled: "Mr. He, I don't know what you want from me?"
With an indifferent expression, He Zefeng took out a box from his coat pocket. The box was exquisitely crafted, and it was the gift Shen Wanbai received that day.
"I'm here to return something."
Allen frowned and looked at the man opposite, as if trying to see something from him.
His eyes skipped over the box: "What do you mean?"
He Zefeng opened the box in front of Allen, and the watch was displayed in front of Allen without reservation.
He Zefeng remained expressionless: "I just returned the property to its original owner."
The atmosphere suddenly became very stiff.
Ai Lun understood that He Zefeng came here for Shen Wanbai.
"I'm sorry, there is no reason to take back the things I sent out. This is a gift from me to Wan Bai. I'm afraid it's not your turn to intervene in how to deal with it."
What he meant was that He Zefeng was meddling in his own business. He Zefeng's eyes turned cold when he heard this.
He Zefeng closed the box expressionlessly, then took a step forward, and unceremoniously threw it into the trash can next to it.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the two faced each other with a chill.
Allen glanced at the trash can, staring fixedly at the man opposite.
"Mr. He, are you here to ask for trouble?"
"Yes."
The two men did not give in.
He Zefeng looked indifferent: "Since you don't want the things, I can only throw them away..."
After leaving these words, he strode away without looking back, leaving Allen behind.
Anyone who saw He Zefeng's performance would have been furious long ago, but Alan's expression was unusually calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
Plain like an illusion.
The assistant walked over cautiously and nodded.
"Need to do something?"
The corner of Alan's lips suddenly curled up into a half-smile: "No, just let him go."
The assistant couldn't say anything, so he withdrew.
Dark as ink.
Allen walked to the trash can, bent down to pick up the box, his eyes were deep.
"He Zefeng..."
His voice is very pleasant, but it makes people shudder.
On the other hand, after the matter was settled, He Zefeng didn't stay too long.
In the hotel, night shrouded the entire city.
He Zefeng stood up straight, staring at the night scene, and then dialed the number in China.
At this time, it is still daytime in China.
"Has Shen Wanbai done anything these days?" His voice was very indifferent, but when he mentioned Shen Wanbai's name, he was only a little gentle for a second.
The assistant said: "Not yet, everything is normal."
"Okay, my plane tomorrow morning will arrive at the airport in the evening, you tell Shen Wan Bai to pick me up at the airport."
The assistant was stunned for a moment, this is his job, why should Shen Wan Bai do it now?
But he just thought about it, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes."
After hanging up the phone, He Zefeng's eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.
The assistant walked to Shen Wanbai's office with a embarrassed expression on his face. Seeing that Shen Wanbai was busy, he didn't want to disturb her, thinking that it would not be too late to talk to her after she finished her work.
Shen Wanbai saw a figure out of the corner of her eye. She thought it was Andy at first, but after waiting for a while, she didn't see a person, so she raised her eyes.
"It's you!"
"Is something wrong?"
Shen Wan Bai was puzzled.
The assistant touched the back of his head embarrassingly. Although he had only been with He Zefeng for less than a year, he knew that He Zefeng's temper was unpredictable, so he could only follow suit.
"Miss Shen, Mr. He asked me to notify you to pick up the plane. I have already posted the time Mr. He got off the plane on your mobile phone. Please take a look and ask me if you have any questions."
Shen Wan Bai was stunned, and asked her to pick up the plane, what a joke!
"You must have heard it wrong, right? This is not the scope of my work."
The assistant smiled awkwardly: "This is Mr. He's meaning. If you have any questions, you can ask Mr. He. I'm just here to pass on a message."
Hearing this, Shen Wanbai's face immediately darkened, and she didn't make things difficult for the assistant anymore, and asked him to leave.
She took out her mobile phone and checked the time, her face was darker than before.
The time difference between country M and China is ten hours. Based on this calculation, she will pick up the airport tomorrow morning.