The vicious female supporting role is being protected by the villain boss

Very good. After playing the ringtone once, Tan Moting didn't answer.

Shen Qiqi touched her dry belly. She was also a little hungry.

After thinking about it, she decided to continue waiting. Her posture changed from standing to leaning against the glass wall.

In boredom, Shen Qiqi also looked at the people coming in and out.

They are neatly dressed, have an extraordinary bearing, walk in a windy manner, and have serious expressions.

"It seems like you can earn a lot of money working at the Tan Consortium, but it's not an easy job."

Shen Qiqi's eyes followed the high heels of a certain female supervisor until the ten centimeter high heels disappeared from sight.

There is also the man in an Armani suit, walking and talking on the phone. Judging from the angry expression on his face, he probably doesn't communicate well.

"I have to come here. Whether it's Port-au-Prince or Darling Harbor, the project itself is a mistake. Maybe the middle-level leaders can't help themselves. They can do whatever the big boss tells them to do. Hey."

It was a hot day and she felt dizzy, and she actually started to worry about the chaebol.

Finally, at a quarter past one, Shen Qiqi received a call from Tan Moting.

"Where are you?" Tan Moting's voice was anxious.

"Downstairs." She said.

"Why don't you come up?" he asked.

"There's no access card," she said.

"Wait for me, I'll pick you up." He said.

Tan Moting asked the assistant sent to pick up Shen Qiqi. It turned out that the assistant suddenly had something at home, so he called the receptionist on the first floor to let the chairman's wife in.

Tan Moting frowned: "What's going on in his family?"

Another assistant said: "It seems that his wife gave birth to the baby."

The anger on Tan Moting's face faded: "Notify the Finance Department to issue him the maternity subsidy in advance."

This subsidy was set up by the Tan Chaebol for all female employees. If a male employee has a child in his family, the subsidy will be sent to his wife's account.

Tan Moting personally called the receptionist on the first floor and asked them why they didn't let people in.

But the front desk said: "No one has arrived yet."

Tan Moting took the exclusive elevator downstairs. As soon as he got out of the elevator and turned to the lobby, he saw Shen Qiqi's back leaning against the glass wall.

When the employees in the lobby saw Tan Moting, they immediately fell silent and greeted him politely.

Tan Moting responded subconsciously, looking outside.

Not long after, he came to the door and walked up to Shen Qiqi, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Shen Qiqi raised her head to look at her toes and saw Tan Moting's familiar and handsome face, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"It didn't take long, but I'm really hungry." Shen Qiqi's tone was a bit coquettish.

Tan Moting held her hand: "Let's go, don't put up artistic poses here."

"Oh." Shen Qiqi took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and held them in his hand.

She also felt that the look just now was indeed very artistic. If there was a photographer next to her, passers-by would think she was a model taking pictures.

Tan Moting held Shen Qiqi's hand and walked into the Tan Consortium's building openly and openly, and everyone he saw looked at him sideways.

His heart was in turmoil, showing an expression of disbelief.

In some internal company groups, employees chatted excitedly.

[Mr. Tan actually, actually held the hand of a beautiful woman? ! ]

[Who is this beauty? Does anyone know? ]

[I don’t know, could it be Mrs. Tan whom I have never met before? ]

[Damn, rich men really love beautiful women! ]

[That beauty has a slim waist and long legs, and her breasts are also big according to visual inspection. It seems that Mr. Tan is not exempt from this! ]

[Oh, I'm on a business trip, what's going on in the company? ]

[Ah ah ah ah, the young lady is so beautiful, I feel like Mr. Tan doesn’t deserve it either! ]

[......]

When Tan Moting passed by holding Shen Qiqi's hand, the two receptionists were startled.

How did they know that the chairman's wife mentioned by the president's assistant was this young beauty.

In their impression, the chairman's wife should be serious, wearing a designer suit, high heels, and full of jewels.

The other two receptionists thought that the chairman's wife was the wife of someone else's, so they watched to see if any jeweled woman in her forties or fifties came through the door.

Haha, it fits the stereotype of the chairman’s wife.

Even with all their wisdom, they could not imagine that among the chairman's wives, the chairman was Tan Moting, and his wife was the beautiful woman who had been standing outside the door.

To be honest, the female receptionist thought that Shen Qiqi was a mistress. She pretended to be so pretty and dressed like a college student. She guessed that the sponsor was a senior executive of the Tan family. This little girl came to the company today to block people.

Therefore, when Tan Moting looked at them, the two receptionists felt a little guilty.

Tan Moting said nothing and pulled Shen Qiqi into the exclusive elevator.

"Your company looks so high-end." Shen Qiqi praised sincerely.

Entering this building, everyone looks like an urban elite in a Hong Kong drama.

The building where Shen Qiqi is located and the employees of her company are all similar to street artists, and their faces don't have the high-spirited brows of Tan's employees.

Tan Moting smiled and said: "I think it's because the salary Tan gave them satisfied them."

Yes, for most people, happiness can only be achieved if you have money. Without money, all happiness is illusory.

Shen Qiqi stared at the elevator keyboard and watched the floors constantly changing. She asked curiously: "Is your office on the 17th floor?"

Tan Moting said: "Yeah."

His office and lounge are on the 17th floor.

If she had wanted to be Mrs. Tan, she would have mastered this information long ago, and she would have obtained the access card to Tan's building long ago, and nothing like this would have happened today.

When Tan Moting thought this way, he was not blaming her, but just regretting it.

When the elevator arrived, Tan Moting walked out first, followed by Shen Qiqi.

"Let's go to the lounge to eat first, and then you can talk about your business." Tan Moting led her to the lounge.

On this floor, in addition to two large conference rooms, three small conference rooms, a VIP reception room, and Tan Moting's lounge.

These conference rooms are only occupied during meetings and not normally occupied, so the 17th floor is considered Tan Moting's private territory.

Entering the lounge, Shen Qiqi saw sumptuous dishes placed on the large mahogany table.

"You eat so well!" Shen Qiqi was really envious.

"This is the food cooked in the kitchen at home." Tan Moting took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger.

"Why didn't I?" Shen Qiqi sat on a stool, her accusation sounded more like coquettishness and cuteness.

"Several chefs have asked you if they want to deliver food to you, but you refused." Tan Moting reminded.

"I-did I?" Shen Qiqi suddenly remembered that such a thing did exist, so she felt guilty when she spoke.

"Let the kitchen give you one in the future." Tan Moting also sat down and handed a pair of chopsticks to Shen Qiqi.

"Don't bother the kitchen. I'll come to you if I want to eat." After saying it, Shen Qiqi realized how embarrassing this was.