After becoming the richest man, Mrs. Lu wanted to divorce every day

The boss came to him to suppress the things on Weibo before.

Therefore, he knew that this girl's name was Xu Nanyin, and she was Mr. Lu's current girlfriend.

Mr. Lu is already twenty-eight years old. In the five years he has been with Mr. Lu, this is the first time he has seen him be so interested in a girl. Maybe this girl will be his boss’s wife in the future. Zhao Heng is wondering whether he should go and brush his face. Ripe.

Then the phone suddenly rang.

When he saw who was calling, he immediately answered the phone.

Secretary Wang on the other end urged: "Why are you taking so long to get a document? Mr. Lu has asked you twice..."

"I'm already downstairs, come up now."

After Zhao Heng hung up the phone, the elevator door opened and he walked in quickly.

……

In the president's office.

After Lu Nanxiao signed the document, he handed the things to Secretary Wang: "Go and deal with it."

"Okay, Mr. Lu."

Wang Xiaoyu took the document and turned around on high heels to go out.

Lu Nanxiao put down his pen, took off his glasses, pressed his eyebrows, and saw someone standing next to him. He frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

Wang Xiaoyu held the doorknob and just opened the door when she heard the sound and turned around in confusion.

Zhao Heng took a look at the time on his phone and asked respectfully, "Mr. Lu, it's almost lunch time. Do you want to go for a walk?"

He thought that Miss Xu must have called Mr. Lu, but Mr. Lu forgot everything when he was at work. As a special assistant, he should also remind her.

He quickly added, "Miss Xu has been waiting downstairs for a long time."

Lu Nanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes sharp: "Is she downstairs?"

Seeing that Mr. Lu didn't know Miss Xu was coming, Zhao Heng found it strange and said, "I just went upstairs and saw Miss Xu in the lobby. At this time, Miss Xu probably wanted to wait for Mr. Lu to come downstairs and have dinner together. "

"Maybe I also want to give Mr. Lu a surprise."

Wang Xiaoyu, who was standing at the door, heard these words and tightened her fingers on the doorknob unconsciously.

Lu Nanxiao's face looked a little bad. He raised his hand and unconsciously tugged on the buttons of his shirt, which was a little tight, as if it would make breathing easier.

He scolded coldly: "Get out!"

"……Forehead?"

Zhao Heng was a little confused.

Lu Nanxiao raised his eyes, deep and cold: "What word can't you understand?"

"Oh, I understand, I'm going out right now!"

Zhao Heng walked out quickly. After walking a few steps, he stopped again and said, "Mr. Lu, where is Miss Xu..."

"Leave her alone. If she wants to wait, just let her wait!"

"it is good."

Zhao Heng vaguely realized that he seemed to have done something wrong. Before he could figure it out, another voice came from behind: "Order a meal for lunch and bring it to me."

Wang Xiaoyu immediately took out her mobile phone and asked: "Mr. Lu, do you want to order Chinese food or Western food?"

"Whatever, you arrange it."

"Okay, Mr. Lu."

Wang Xiaoyu found several restaurants that Mr. Lu liked to eat in the past, and scanned the food arrangements for the previous few days. She planned to order Chinese food.

Zhao Heng followed Wang Xiaoyu out, still a little confused.

After returning to my seat and sitting for a while, I noticed that the muscles in my neck connecting my shoulders were a little painful.

He stood up and walked to Wang Xiaoyu and asked, "Secretary Wang, can you give me another patch of medicine? I seem to be suffering from cervical spondylosis again."

Wang Xiaoyu lowered her head and ordered food on her mobile phone. She didn't even raise her head and said directly: "No more."

Zhao Heng looked a little suspicious, "I saw two big boxes in your drawer yesterday. Why were they gone so quickly?"

As he said that, he lowered his head and bent over to open the drawer. Sure enough, he saw that there was something else. Just as he was about to reach out to get it, Wang Xiaoyu closed it for him and said with a cold face, "Can you please stop touching my things?"