The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Susu, are you so reluctant to give birth to my child?

This is the second time.

Ling Jinyan's face was gloomy, and the corner of his mouth curved into a cruel arc, but no matter how much he tried to conceal it, the bitterness in his heart was overflowing and spreading bit by bit.

Birth control pills?

Who gave you the right to take contraceptive pills, how dare you without my permission?

Susu, it seems that you still haven't learned how to be good.

"President, you need to review and sign this document." Assistant Xu Yingjun knocked on the door and handed the document to the desk.

From the moment he stepped into the president's office, he felt the terrifying low pressure from the president.

what happened?

In the blink of an eye, the president's good mood was gone.

Who did it, who did it?

The president was in a bad mood, but he was shot at the muzzle of the gun.

Xu Yingjun wanted to cry but had no tears.

Sure enough, the angry Ling Jinyan became more and more picky, with his long and narrow phoenix eyes raised lightly, and he criticized his assistant Xu Yingjun.

"This is the result of your busy week. What did you give me?"

"What are the requirements of Vincent's design plan? Do I need to emphasize it?"

"President... this..." Assistant Xu Yingjuan was frightened by Ling Jinyan's natural aura, and couldn't keep up the conversation.

"None of them meet the requirements, ask them to redo."

Ling Jinyan slammed the document on the table with such a loud noise that even the employees outside were startled.

They all probed and signaled, what's wrong?

"Assistant Xu, you have kept an eye on them for me. Is such a design plan feasible? If it doesn't meet the requirements, I will come to you."

Assistant Xu Yingjun was sweating from fright, CEO, I am terrified of this important task!

"Get down to work!"

"Ok."

Xu Yingjun fled the office with the unrecognized documents, panting heavily.

"Xiao Xu, what happened inside, why is there such a commotion?" Shen Ruo raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Sister Shen, don't ask me any more." Xu Yingjuan clasped his hands together, please please, "There is a problem with the design of the case I am in charge of, and the president is angry."

"It's not enough! Wouldn't it be enough to modify it? Or did you do something to offend our boss?" Brother Shen Ruo patted Xu Yingjun's shoulder loyally, and couldn't stop gossiping.

"Sister, don't bury me, I don't have it."

Seeing the angry look of the president made Xu Yingjun shudder, who would have the guts to stir up trouble.

"It's not you, it's someone else." Shen Ruo glanced at Xu Yingjun with meaningful eyes.

There are not many people who can make the CEO happy. Similarly, there are not many people who can make the CEO angry, except...

"It's ma'am."

The two wanted to go together.

"That's not right," Xu Yingjuan questioned, "The CEO came to work in the morning with a smile on his face and he was in high spirits. Didn't he just leave home!"

Shen Ruo looked at Xu Yingjun, the single dog, with idiot eyes.

Now that the communication facilities are so developed, do we have to go home to have disputes and conflicts?

Is the mobile phone just a decoration?

In all likelihood, it was because of a quarrel with his wife Yin Susu.

"Maybe! Sister Shen." Xu Yingjun's facial expression loosened, agreeing with Shen Ruo's guess.

But he was worried in his heart, "Sister, you and the president are classmates, when the plan is made, you have to help me find out what the president has to say."

"Today's situation almost didn't scare me to death."

"Well, well, the president won't be impulsive," Shen Ruo helped explain, "There must be something wrong with the plan, and it didn't achieve the desired effect of the president."

"I was joking just now. The president won't bring his personal emotions to work. You have to keep an eye on the plan. Since the president has given you another chance, you have to take good care of it, otherwise no one will be able to save you."

"Sister, I feel relieved when you say that." Xu Yingjuan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll be busy now."

"Go, go." Shen Ruo comforted, "You have just started as an assistant to the president. It is normal to have a period of adaptation, but don't take too long. The president never takes care of idlers. , good for everyone and good for the company.”

"Thank you, Sister Shen, for your teaching." Xu Yingjuan expressed his gratitude, and his respect for this senior, Sister Shen, deepened a bit.

Looking at Xu Yingjuan's leaving back, Shen Ruo sighed: "Poor child, he was criticized by our boss within a few days. If we don't clear it up in time, I'm afraid there will be shadows."