On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Fu Shiyan calmly took out two tissues and wiped away the remaining tears on Wen Yuan's face. When she touched her, she trembled slightly.

He stepped past her and said calmly, "I deleted the file as if I didn't know anything. If something goes wrong again, I don't mind attacking Vanke."

This is... forgiving her?

Wen Yuan suddenly realized that it was not easy to get Fu Shiyan's concession. She was ecstatic, and instantly forgot the grief just now. Looking at the man's back, she was a little happy: "Brother Fu, you are still good."

In fact, it was very surprising that Fu Shiyan would let him go.

Wen Yuan deleted the file and called the two colleagues. She said very mercilessly: "If you make a mistake again, Vanke will die with you. Weigh it yourself."

The two colleagues looked at each other, relieved and puzzled at the same time. Their mistakes were not intentional, and they were ready to be punished, but they never thought that Wen Yuan could actually solve this matter. You must know that it was Fu Shiyan ah……

how she did it.

Wen Yuan returned to the time when she was sober and rational, and changed out of the cleaning clothes. Thinking of Fu Shiyan's eyes, she still felt flushed, and she was a little embarrassed.

In order to express her apology and gratitude, Wen Yuan used the hotel kitchen to cook some dishes that Fu Shiyan liked to eat, as well as a small pot of porridge. She didn't want to face Fu Shiyan again, and planned to continue to trouble the diligent secretary.

The secretary is taking the medicinal materials to fry for Fu Shiyan. Most of them are traditional Chinese medicines, which are usually used to recuperate the body, and it is very troublesome to fry.

It was for Jiang Shu. When she came to see her aunt, she was in excruciating pain. Seeing that Fu Shiyan felt distressed, he specially asked someone to prescribe medicine for her to recuperate.

At this moment Jiang Shu went out and hasn't come back yet.

The secretary bumped into Wen Yuan, and she asked, "Is this fried for Fu Shiyan?"

The secretary hesitated and nodded, very vigilant.

Wen Yuan raised a smile, "Let me come, I know what to do."

The secretary never dared to pretend to be someone else, "Miss Wen, others don't know your identity, but I know it. Don't be too tired. I'll do it."

Wen Yuan stared at the medicine in his hand, "I'm not tired, this hotel is under my name, and I'll order someone to fry it, so I'll always be more dedicated, okay?"

The secretary was embarrassed, "This..."

Fu Shiyan was dealing with official business, and there were a lot of documents piled up on the table. It was very late, and the sky outside was already dark. The secretary looked tired and wanted him to have a good rest.

The man who has been fighting against the night all night is really working too hard.

When Lao Sun checked his body, he repeatedly explained that he must pay attention to his body.

After thinking about it, the secretary simply handed the medicine to Wen Yuan, and whispered, "Then please trouble Miss Wen, remember to ask them to bring it after frying."

Wen Yuan bent her lips: "Remember to tell your boss that your body is the most important thing."

Although Wen Yuan didn't know what those traditional Chinese medicines were, she took them seriously and stewed them for two hours.

The medicinal soup in the cup was bubbling, and the bitter taste permeated.

It smells bitter, and Fu Shiyan doesn't know if he can drink it.

After the frying was finished, Wen Yuan carefully packed them one by one, and knocked on Fu Shiyan's door nervously.

The man raised his head from work, his brows and eyes were full of fear, and there was a flash of expectation and tenderness when he looked up, until he saw the quiet girl in front of the door, and suddenly said nothing.