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

Seeing that everyone lowered their heads one after another, a smile appeared in Gu Xiaoman's eyes.

"Now I am stricter with you, I hope you can develop the habit of doing things seriously."

As she said that, thinking of the news revealed by her friend at the headquarters, she blinked unbearably, and her voice softened a lot.

"In this way, no matter which company you go to in the future, not to mention the most outstanding one, at least you won't be scolded too much."

Sensing keenly that there was something in Gu Xiaoman's words, Shen Jing frowned slightly, leaned in front of Gu Xiaoman, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Xiaoman, what do you mean?"

"Our company, is it going to be dissolved?"

Unexpectedly, she was so sensitive, Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, thinking about how to answer this question.

Du Mingyu, the reporter, and the staff escorting Zhao Jiarong entered the office area.

The office area seemed a little crowded in an instant.

Now is not the time to talk, Gu Xiaoman patted her shoulder lightly.

"Go to work first."

Shen Jing nodded, looked behind Gu Xiaoman suspiciously, and saw that Zhao Jiarong was being controlled by two staff members, one left and one right, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Everyone was going to continue working, but suddenly a bunch of people came to the office area.

Everyone's hearts fluttered in an instant, they didn't want to work, they just wanted to eat melons.

Many people noticed the handcuffs on Zhao Jiarong's hands, and they couldn't stop looking at Zhao Jiarong.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Zhao Jiarong was extremely embarrassed.

However, his mouth was sealed with tape, so he couldn't yell at those bitches.

She clenched her hands tightly, suppressing the embarrassment, anger and hatred in her heart, and struggling to maintain the expression on her face.

Glancing around the turbulent office area, Gu Xiaoman glanced at the time on his watch, and it was only an hour before he got off work.

She pondered for a moment, then turned her head to look at Du Mingyu, and suggested softly: "It's almost time to get off work, why don't you let them go back first."

"It may take a while to collect evidence, and they probably don't want to work now."

Du Mingyu also happened to have this idea, so he nodded.

Considering that the staff was here, he walked over to ask the staff with a polite smile on his face.

"We want to let the employees get off work first. Is there anything I need to tell them here?"

The staff member glanced at the camera that was still recording and shook his head.

Originally, according to the regulations, when the case was investigated, it was necessary to keep the case confidential.

But Zhao Jiarong's incident was so special that it was broadcast live from the very beginning.

Moreover, Zhao Jiarong intentionally hurt someone in front of them, which is already breaking the law.

There's nothing to keep secret.

After getting a positive answer from the staff, Du Mingyu immediately ordered the secretary to tell the staff that they could leave work early today.

Leave the venue free for staff and reporters.

I don't know how many people dream of leaving get off work early every day, and the dream suddenly comes true, but everyone doesn't want to leave.

Relying on her relationship with Du Mingyu, Zhao Jiarong was domineering in the company and often bullied her subordinates.

Coupled with the previous intern incident, everyone has long been dissatisfied with Zhao Jiarong.

After finally having the opportunity to see Zhao Jiarong's most embarrassing and embarrassing moment in his life, everyone wished they could take a closer look and didn't want to leave work at all.

But the order was given by the president, and no one dared to disobey it.

I can only agree to come down.

However, although everyone agreed verbally, they were very honest physically.

He tidily packed his things, his eyes kept glancing at the staff and reporters.

Seeing those people's minds of eating melons and watching the show, Gu Xiaoman felt amused for a while, but didn't say anything, and pointed out the location of the office to the investigators.

The reporters followed the investigators into the office like beasts that saw meat, and recorded the entire process of the investigators collecting evidence.

Zhao Jiarong let the staff lead her to stand in front of the bookshelf behind the desk with a blank expression.

The investigator said with a serious face: "Don't move, take a photo of you and the tool of crime! If you cooperate well now, you may have a chance to reduce your sentence!"

Zhao Jiarong was so angry that she could almost vomit blood.

But what the staff said was true again, her chest heaved for a while, she stood humiliated in front of the bookshelf, and was forced to take a group photo.

Seeing that the evidence collection work of the investigators was about the same, the clever reporter touched Gu Xiaoman's side and asked cautiously.

"Miss Gu Xiaoman, do you have time now? We would like to give you an exclusive interview on the plagiarism of the Rising Sun Competition and today's events. Do you think it is okay?"

Gu Xiaoman nodded, and was about to agree when a deep and cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"She's not available."

Gu Xiaoman turned around in surprise.

Fu Wenyao was wearing a black shirt, a long black windbreaker, and a small box in his hand. He came in from the door with a heavy complexion.

The man has a handsome and deep face, broad shoulders and narrow waist, a strong aura, and a dignified and cool demeanor around him that makes one almost think that the whole building belongs to him.

Seeing Fu Wenyao, Gu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and he trot towards him almost instinctively, with a bright smile on his delicate face.

"How did you come?"

Fu Wenyao's eyes fell directly on her injured arm, his face was so dark that water dripped out, and his thin lips were even more tightly drawn.

Noticing his uneasy expression, Gu Xiaoman felt guilty for no reason, and quietly put his injured arm behind his back.

The other hand grabbed Fu Wenyao's sleeve coquettishly, shook it slightly, and softly changed the subject.

"You haven't answered me yet, why are you here?"

Fu Wenyao frowned, and brushed the end of her reddened eyes heavily with his fingertips. His voice was cold, and there was no emotion.

"I'm not here, you just let others bully you, huh?"

Zhao Jiarong had just finished taking a series of humiliating photos at the request of the staff, and couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this.

Is Mr. Fu blind?
Who is bullying whom?
She was the one who was live-broadcast of the theft plan!It was she who was handcuffed by the staff!It was she who was so humiliatingly silenced!

Gu Xiaoman was just scratched a little on his arm!

Bitch is really hypocritical!

Zhao Jiarong glared at Gu Xiaoman coldly, her cold eyes poking straight at Gu Xiaoman's body like sharp knives.

There was a sudden chill on the soles of his feet.

She frowned and looked sideways, and was caught off guard by a pair of eyes as cold as a deep pool.

The man's eyes were cold, without revealing any emotion, but Zhao Jiarong seemed to be entangled by the coldest and most poisonous snake.

His back was cold, his legs were weak, and he was shaking almost uncontrollably.

Her eyes were erratic, she didn't dare to look at Fu Wenyao again, and looked away in panic.

Fu Wenyao withdrew his gaze lightly, looked down at his little wife with a smile on her mouth, the coldness in his eyes suddenly dissipated, leaving only pampering and helplessness.