Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Gu Xiaoman's gaze stayed on Zhao Jiarong for less than two seconds, and then turned back to the computer screen.

She sat quietly on the seat, the corners of her mouth slightly raised a shallow arc, as if looking at a clown, her expression did not fluctuate at all, and she still had that cold expression.

Zhao Jiarong felt the frustration of punching the cotton, and the anger was rampant in his chest, wishing he could rush over and tear off the cold mask on Gu Xiaoman's face.

Why was she so angry that she was about to go crazy, but Gu Xiaoman still looked calm and calm.

As if all the anger and provocations were her own one-man show, Gu Xiaoman didn't bother to argue with her at all.

Zhao Jiarong's rationality was almost burnt out by this anger that had nowhere to vent, she grabbed the cup and wanted to throw it at Gu Xiaoman.

Stretching out his hand, he suddenly reached out a hand, tightly grasped her wrist, and stopped her movement.

Zhao Jiarong looked back and saw Du Mingyu, the tip of her nose turned sour from aggrieved moment, and her eyes were red.

"Mingyu..."

Du Mingyu gave her a warning look, let go of his hand, walked to the main seat and sat down.

Gu Xiaoman looked away from the computer screen and looked at Du Mingyu lightly.

The secretary followed Du Mingyu, received Du Mingyu's wink, and took a step forward, "The meeting begins."

The sound fell, and the noisy conference room fell silent. Everyone was sitting upright, and their eyes all fell on Du Mingyu, who was in the main seat.

Du Mingyu sat on the main seat, his expression was dull, his face was calm and unwavering, and no emotion could be seen.

Zhao Jiarong looked straight at him, picked up the cup and took a sip, with undisguised obsession in his eyes.

She loves Du Mingyu at work the most. Although the aura around Du Mingyu is not as powerful as that of Mr. Fu, he is ambitious and capable.

Zhao Jiarong believed that as long as Du Mingyu was given the same resources and time, Du Mingyu would definitely be better than Mr. Fu.

Du Mingyu glanced around the office, but did not stop at Zhao Jiarong. He said lightly, "Today we have called a temporary meeting, mainly to convey the important personnel appointments at the headquarters."

As he spoke, he glanced left and right, looking at Gu Xiaoman and Zhao Jiarong who were sitting there, and was about to continue speaking when a melodious cell phone rang.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the source of the sound.

The secretary calmly took out the phone, saw the caller ID, immediately walked to Du Mingyu's side, bent down and handed the phone over respectfully.

Du Mingyu stretched out his hand to signal everyone to "wait a moment", and went out with his mobile phone.

As soon as Du Mingyu left, there were rustling discussions in the conference room.

"Mr. Du means that the headquarters has appointed a new director?"

"Sure, the only one that can be called a major appointment is the position of director."

"Who do you think the director will be?"

"Then needless to say, it must be Deputy Director Zhao. Deputy Director Zhao is the veteran of the company. He came to the company when the branch was first opened. At the beginning, Deputy Director Zhao was the only one who brought all the clients. .If Deputy Director Gu hadn’t come down from the sky, Deputy Director Zhao would have been promoted to director long ago.”

"However, Deputy Director Gu's ability is indeed outstanding, and he was sent by the headquarters. Maybe the headquarters is just someone who wants to promote himself. We can understand the thoughts of the leaders in the headquarters. .”

"It's possible that Deputy Director Zhao's ability is also outstanding! Deputy Director Gu came down by air, and it's unknown if Deputy Director Zhao let her go out of politeness. And, don't forget, it was Deputy Director Zhao before." He supported the entire company with his own strength.”

The office was very large, and everyone's voices were kept low, but some people obviously wanted to curry favor with the two deputy directors, and their voices could be heard clearly by the two under the main seat.

Zhao Jiarong sat up straight, adjusted her sitting posture calmly, flashed Du Mingyu's hesitant appearance last night, and made up her mind that the position of director must be her own.

After dinner last night, Ming Yu did receive an email. At that time, he looked at himself hesitantly, obviously he had something to say.

Unfortunately, when a call came in, she could only answer it first.

After she finished answering the phone, Mingyu had already gone to the study to deal with work.

At that time, Mingyu must have wanted to tell her the good news that the headquarters appointed her as the director.

The more Zhao Jiarong thought about it, the more certain she was, the candidate for the director must be herself.

She propped her elbows on the table, held the cup reservedly, and curled the corners of her mouth proudly.

Zhao Jiarong looked provocatively at Gu Xiaoman, who was typing away on the computer, feeling relieved.

So what about airborne, what about outstanding ability, it's not like I lost to myself!
Gu Xiaoman didn't pay attention to everyone's discussion at all, and was communicating with Fu's people in a serious manner.

The change of President Fu really had an impact on AG's project.

The person in charge spoke cryptically, and only said that because the new president took office, Fu's orders have been transferred one after another, and the personnel has changed a lot. It is not sure whether she will be in charge of the cooperation project for the time being.

Most importantly, her words hinted that the project might be terminated.

Gu Xiaoman had guessed that there might be problems before, but it was not surprising. He politely said that the two parties can keep in touch and communicate with each other at any time if there are any problems.

After replying to the message, Gu Xiaoman unexpectedly thought of the only meeting with Fu Chengze in the old house.

Although it was only the first time they met, she couldn't like Fu Chengze instinctively, especially Fu Chengze's little tricks in private, which were greasy and disgusting.

Moreover, she always felt that Fu Chengze's appearance of a playboy seemed to be part of acting.

It's fine if the project is really terminated, as long as the newly appointed president doesn't mess around.

However, when Fu Chengze took office as a new official, Fu's affairs were too many, so he probably wouldn't notice her small project here.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoman frowned, and closed the dialog with the person in charge of Fu's.

Seeing the displeasure on Gu Xiaoman's face, Zhao Jiarong became more complacent, and deliberately provoked: "Yo, who messed with our Deputy Director Gu? You are so capable, and there are things you can't handle?"

Gu Xiaoman raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

Then, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, crossed his fingers to prop up his chin, and the aura around him suddenly spread out, like a queen looking down on all living beings.

"We are destined not to be friends. You don't have to rush to care about me. If you have time, you should pay more attention to the project in your hand. I heard that Mr. Zhou sent news from the prison two days ago, saying yes really miss you."

The memory deliberately forgotten was easily brought back, Zhao Jiarong recalled the fear of being dominated by the group of men in black, and couldn't help shivering, cold hatred shot out from his eyes.