It's all because of the blind date

Chapter 322 Called by Zhao Siming for an Interview
There was nothing unusual about our chat, and she never mentioned anything about her father Zhao Siming to me.

Although upset, I couldn't help but smile when I saw the baby.

Their mother and son are the reasons why I persist in this company every day. Although I have been doing nothing for several months, I believe that there will always be an appropriate opportunity to make a huge change in my career.

But this is thinking on the bright side, but what I didn't expect was that not long after this idea appeared, my career changed dramatically.

Just when I thought I could get through this morning and go to the cafeteria to have lunch to relax my mind, at 10:30 in the morning I was suddenly called over by a colleague I was not familiar with.

He didn't say what he wanted me to do, but took me to the elevator.

I have met this person before, he is in the middle management of the company, and his position is comparable to that of Ji Yan.

It's just because we are not in the same department, and we have never had much intersection, so we just met.We didn't even say hello.

I was taken to the nineteenth floor by him, and when I got out of the elevator, he walked into his office and left me aside.

Seeing that this floor of the company is full of shameless colleagues, they are all busy with their own affairs, and have no time to take care of my appearance.

Suddenly I had a feeling of being tricked, but then I thought about it, today is not April Fool's Day, and I am not familiar with him.Why is he trying to tease me for no reason?

I stayed at the elevator entrance for a while, then walked inside.

Just after I walked through a few cubicles, suddenly I saw a familiar face walking towards me.

I seem to have seen this woman somewhere, but because I only met once, I can't remember it.

Yet when she spoke to me, I immediately remembered who she was.

I remember a long time ago, when Bu Zhaorou was in a coma and admitted to the hospital because of the car accident caused by Jin Shaohua, she was the woman who stood beside Zhao Siming and gave me kind advice.

I clearly recalled what she said to me at the time, and it turned out that she was Zhao Siming's female assistant.

Suddenly I understood the purpose of the unfamiliar colleague who called me up suddenly. It must be the female assistant who sent him down to call me.

The female assistant took me to Zhao Siming's office. After opening the door, he said respectfully: "Mr. Zhao, I have already brought him here."

Zhao Siming looked at her, and then signaled her to go out with his eyes.

After the female assistant left the office, she deliberately asked me to take two steps forward, and then closed the door.

I am now at the door of Zhao Siming's office, looking at the furnishings in the office, I suddenly feel like a private study.

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows can give a bird's-eye view of the city at any time. The meticulous arrangement on the mahogany desk reveals Zhao Siming's calm and calm personality. The reddish-brown leather sofa is spotless. Filled with layers of books.

But what really attracted me was an abstract painting on the wall. The intense collision of colors seemed to imply that Zhao Siming is a person whose heart is mixed with ice and fire.

In fact, I just wanted to divert my gaze, because I didn't dare to look at Zhao Siming. I remember that I didn't have the majesty of him when I saw him for the first time.

I still remember that time in his family's holiday villa, I saw Zhao Siming sitting on the sofa holding a newspaper with a kind face.

There are also two sisters, Bu Zhaorou, who teased me during breakfast, and his tolerance.

Time has changed so far away now, I have heard about Zhao Siming's style in the company from colleagues, but I didn't expect to face him in person so soon, and it was still in his office.

I was very nervous, I still don't know what he wanted to say to me when he called me into the office?Could it be that he is really reluctant to forgive me for being late today...

But as the boss of the dignified Zhao Group, even if I had an ambiguous relationship with her precious daughter and he strongly opposed it, but now I am just an inconspicuous low-level employee in his company.

For this kind of thing, he only needs to make a phone call and ask Ji Yan to teach me a lesson or punish me. Is it necessary to go to war and hand me over to the office in person?

So I'm sure he didn't ask me to come because of being late this morning. Could it be that he really thought that I came to work in his company just for other purposes, as I had speculated at the beginning?
Just when my heart was in a state of confusion, Zhao Siming suddenly said to me: "Xiao Wang, go and sit on the sofa."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao..." I took a breath in my heart, answered him respectfully, and then slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

At this moment in his office, even if I was sitting on the soft and comfortable leather sofa, I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, and I couldn't calm down for a moment.

After sitting down, I saw Zhao Siming took out a cigar from the drawer in a leisurely manner, and then took out a set of special tools for taking out cigars.

He crossed his legs, turned the swivel chair in my direction, lit it up, took a big breath slowly, then looked at me with his head up and said: "Xiao Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Work in my company?"

How should I answer?Did I say that I came to Zhao Group with Bu Zhaorou's help after I was fired by my previous company a few months ago?
After thinking about it, I replied: "No, actually I have only worked in the company for more than three months."

After hearing this, Zhao Siming laughed again. His smile made me unable to tell what kind of emotion-color he was holding, but it just made me shudder.

Sure enough, his next question hit me in the gut.

Zhao Siming took a puff of smoke, and continued to ask me: "Rou Rou has been studying abroad for a while, have you been in touch during this time?"

I knew that he would talk about this issue sooner or later, but I didn't expect Zhao Siming to turn the conversation to the main topic so quickly.

Facing his sharp question, I think he should already have the answer in his heart, otherwise he would not have asked me this question.

Of course, the answer he most wanted to hear was that since Bu Zhaorou and Jin Shaohua got engaged, we had no contact with each other, but both he and I knew that this was not the truth.

Instead of lying in front of him and being exposed by him on the spot, I might as well tell the truth.

Gathering my mind, I guess I have the courage to answer him: "Sometimes there will be contact, there is a classmate group on WeChat, and sometimes we will chat casually when we meet."

In fact, what makes me even more uneasy now is whether Zhao Siming already knows about Bu Zhaorou giving birth to a son in the United States.

(End of this chapter)