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

Gu Xiaoman lowered his eyes and looked a little serious, but in fact it was an arm with skin trauma, a smile flashed across his eyes, and it was fleeting.

The flashing lights were still flashing, and the reporters dutifully broadcast Zhao Jiarong's deliberate hurtful behavior to the melon-eaters on the opposite side of the screen.

Containing the little complacency in his eyes, Gu Xiaoman raised his eyes and looked worriedly at Zhao Jiarong, who was utterly distraught, with a playful upper body, and slightly shook his head.

"Also, you don't need to do an injury appraisal, do you? Although the injury on the arm looks scary, it also hurts a bit."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, and her delicate little face turned pale again.

His whole body trembled slightly, as if he would faint immediately if he didn't lean on the little assistant.

"She definitely didn't expect that there would be another surveillance camera in my office. In fact, I forgot about it myself. It was because my office lost some important project ideas before, and I was worried that a competitor company would enter the company. That's why we installed that surveillance camera in the office."

"The company had a lot of projects during this time, so I was so busy that I forgot about it. Unexpectedly, the headquarters sent someone to investigate the plagiarism incident, and found this monitoring."

When she mentioned the matter of surveillance, she looked up at Zhao Jiarong with watery eyes filled with tears.

The exquisite brows were slightly frowned, and she asked with a puzzled face: "Although I don't understand why you did this, I didn't expect that the evidence is convincing, and you don't even feel guilty at all."

"I can forgive you for other things, but for this matter, I'm sorry, I can't forgive you. You should know that those plans are not only plans, but also my painstaking efforts."

At the end, her voice was choked up, and her eyes were full of bewilderment and grievance.

It seemed that he didn't know why Zhao Jiarong did this.

On the other side of the live broadcast screen, seeing the beauty on the verge of tears, looking aggrieved, the hearts of the melon eaters were about to break.

"Oh my god, Gu Xiaoman hasn't said a single word of accusation to Zhao Jiarong. I really want to give her a hug through the screen."

"Ahhhhhh, don't cry! Let me lean on my shoulder!"

"Upstairs, you are finished! Mr. Fu's women dare to covet, just wait to be caught by the dark shark!"

"Hahahahaha, I'm not afraid, even if Mr. Fu comes to tease me, I will hold the beauty in my arms and coax her well!"

"Who wouldn't want such a kind and beautiful little fairy wife?! Mr. Fu, please be generous and let us feel the joy of having a wife!"

The PR department was concentrating on staring at the barrage, ready to immediately arrange for the trolls to comment on any bad barrages.

Who knew that the flashing barrages occupying the entire screen were all... daring and delusional attempts to grab his wife with their president!
Everyone in the public relations department: "???"

Everyone in the public relations department was a little dazed for a moment, and didn't know whether they should control the review or not.

Tao Yan held the iPad and looked at the bold speeches on the screen, one head and two big.

The director of the public relations department gave him a sympathetic look, and threw all the pressure on Tao Yan without any psychological burden.

"Tao Tezhu, these barrages, should we control the comments or not?"

"you say……"

Before Tao Yan finished speaking, the phone on the table buzzed.

He took a deep breath, pressed the Bluetooth headset in his cochlea, and connected the call.

"gentlemen……"

Fu Wenyao was sitting in the car, looking at the screen constantly swiping, and still asking, "What kind of sacks do fairies like, I'll arrange it right away!" His handsome face was extremely cold.

The temperature in the car dropped a few degrees, and the driver glanced at Fu Wenyao quietly through the rearview mirror.

Seeing Fu Wenyao's gloomy face and tight thin lips, he couldn't help but sit up straighter and concentrate on driving seriously, for fear that the car would be unstable and offend Shengyan.

The slender fingers mercilessly clicked and reported all the bullet screens that tried to covet the little wife one by one.

Seeing the bullet screens springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, Fu Wenyao's long and narrow eyes were filled with coldness, and the chill almost spread from the bottom of his eyes.

His thin lips parted slightly, his cold eyes fell on Gu Xiaoman's bleeding arm, and he spit out a cold syllable from his throat.

"The cooperation in South Africa is almost finished, and you will deal with it tomorrow."

Tao Yan on the other end of the phone was shocked when he heard the words, and gave the director of the public relations department a look, signaling the other party to complain quickly.

With a bitter face, he begged himself: "Sir, please give me another minute, the PR department is already working hard!"

As he spoke, he urged the PR department to hurry up, and the rainbow farts in his mouth were output crazily.

"Those people appreciate Madam like this, which just shows that Madam is excellent, and everyone believes in Madam. The suspicion of plagiarism that Madam carried before will definitely be cleared up this time."

Fu Wenyao snorted coldly, noncommittal.

"My little one is naturally the best in the world."

Hearing the word "my" that Fu Wenyao deliberately emphasized, Tao Yan silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

If Fu Wenyao hadn't been his parents, he would have kicked over this pot of dog food!
Ever since Mr. and Mrs. got together, he has been feeding him dog food crazily at every turn. He is really about to have had enough!

Stretching out his hand to press the bank card in his suit pocket on his chest, Tao Yan silently converted this year's year-end bonus in his heart, and kept comforting himself in his heart to hold back.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain a steady tone.

"Don't worry, sir, the public relations department is always watching. Go and see Madam, the wound on Madam's arm can't be seen clearly."

The voice fell, and there was only a cold mechanical beep in the phone.

Tao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and looked at the crowd who were struggling to control the comments.

"How's it going?"

The director of the public relations department stared at the computer, his hand on the keyboard almost made an afterimage, and complained without raising his head.

"Madam is too cute, I can't control the comments at all, even though we have tried our best, there are still a bunch of people trying to cuckold the president on the barrage."

Tao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

"Pay attention to what you say. If the CEO hears it, I think you might want to pack up and leave."

The director of the public relations department was almost crying, and looked at Tao Yan with a bitter face.

"You should tell the president well, this accusation, the concubine really can't do it!"

Tao Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the dangerous speech on the iPad, which was full of arrogant speeches about cuckolding his own president, which was both funny and helpless.

"Contact the official directly and let the other party add keywords to the barrage content settings. Control it for now, at least during the time when the husband is paying attention, don't let the husband see these."

Otherwise, I'm afraid the legal department has to work overtime again recently!