The beloved one of the rich brother

Wen Yiyou smiled and nodded, "Yes, the president's lunch every day is brought by me from home, and I charge for the meal."

A trace of surprise flashed across Huo Chengluo's face, "Did you do this?"

Wen Yiyou smiled brightly, raised her chin, and said frankly with a hint of pride, "I didn't do it, my mother did it."

After a pause, she winked at Huo Chengluo coquettishly, "Boss, does it taste great? It suits your taste, right?"

Huo Chengluo pulled the corner of his mouth, did not deny it, and pretended to ask casually, "How long have you been here?"

Wen Yiyou wrinkled his nose. "How long have I been here? I am from here. A local."

She has no memory of anything before the age of 14, so she has always believed that she is from Luochuan.

Huo Chengluo's expression paused, and then he let out a helpless and shallow chuckle.

You've only been here for a few years, but you've forgotten where you were born and raised in Jicheng? You actually said you're from Luochuan?

Wen Yiyou tilted her head and looked at the smiling man. It seemed that everyone had deified this young CEO. How could he be as strict as the rumors said? Doesn't he look quite gentle?

Besides, he is generous and tolerant. It's not that scary to get along with him.

Huo Chengluo fixed his eyes on the girl's pretty face. Seeing her thoughtful expression, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Wen Yiyou was staring at his face carelessly, and answered subconsciously: "Rumors are really not credible!"

"Ok?"

She said seriously, "The president is obviously not scary! Why are all the people in the company afraid of you?" To be more precise, she said he was in awe of you.

But in Wen Yiyu's opinion, that was extremely frightening. After all, what she saw most in the president's office was that every colleague who entered the president's office was always on high alert and trembling with fear.

Huo Chengluo did not answer but asked, "Why? Aren't you afraid of me?"

Wen Yiyou said honestly: "I was still scared at the beginning."

"Are you not afraid now?"

She shook her head. "I'm not afraid anymore."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

With a curve of his lips, Wen Yiyou looked sincere, "The president is a very good man."

Hearing this, he stared at her for two seconds and slowly opened his mouth, "You weren't a good person before?"

Wen Yiyou hesitated for a few seconds and laughed dryly, "Before, of course, it was true, but now the president's image as a good man is even more noble and more deeply rooted in my heart."

Huo Chengluo automatically ignored her flattering expression and calmly looked away.

Then he stood up slowly, walked out of the office, and casually said, "Get out. Today's matter is over, and no one will be held responsible."

After getting a positive response from the president again, Wen Yiyu's heart finally settled down.

She followed him out of Secretary Jiang's office with a relaxed look on her face.

Luo Nanyan, who had been waiting to see the show, watched Wen Yiyu walk out behind the president who looked unchanged.

The president looked so calm, without any sign of anger at all, but after all, he was a man of few words, so one couldn't easily read his mind.

What made her unbelievable was that Wen Yiyu, who had made a mistake, just walked out as if nothing had happened?

Did she play some tricks to please the president?

Luo Nanyan frowned and bit her lip, totally unable to figure out what was going on.

After Secretary Jiang finished counting the important documents, he returned to his office and just sat down.

Seeing the untouched coffee on the table, she squinted her eyes and observed it carefully. Her face suddenly changed, and she quickly pressed the intercom, "Wen Yiyou, come in right now."

Wen Yiyou, who had just sat down for a few minutes, hurried to Secretary Jiang's office again, "Secretary Jiang, is there anything wrong?"

Secretary Jiang raised his eyes and stared at her. His tone was frighteningly cold. "Is this the coffee you made for the president?"

Wen Yiyou nodded, "Yes!"

Secretary Jiang's face immediately revealed an expression of disappointment, and his deliberately lowered voice was tinged with a hint of exasperation.

"You are confused. Didn't I emphasize this? The president should drink unsweetened black coffee. Warm water or strong tea will also work."

Without waiting for Wen Yiyou to respond, she pointed at the coffee on the table and said angrily: "Look at you, what have you done? Did you add milk?"

Wen Yiyou was slightly stunned, and nodded very seriously, "Yes, I added milk and sugar, the taste is just right, not bitter and not too sweet."

Secretary Jiang almost fainted when he heard this. Mr. Huo cannot drink milk. Drinking milk will cause gastrointestinal discomfort, and vomiting and diarrhea are inevitable.

Secretary Jiang said in a trembling voice, "You, you can't even do such a small thing?"

Seeing Secretary Jiang's strange reaction, Wen Yiyou looked confused, "But the coffee I always serve to the president is like this, and the president said it's no problem."

Secretary Jiang was startled, his face full of disbelief, "What?"

Wen Yiyou emphasized, "I always add milk and sugar to the coffee I make for the president!"

And every time? Why didn't the president say anything or even mention it?

When at the headquarters, a new secretary carelessly served the president a cup of latte. The president took a sip without noticing. The result was predictable. He directly notified her and fired the secretary.

This, this Wen Yiyou actually committed the same mistake many times. And the CEO just let her commit the same mistake over and over again without saying a word?

Secretary Jiang couldn't help but re-examine Wen Yiyou in front of him. Usually, the president didn't pay much attention to Wen Yiyou and didn't interact with her much. He was just like other employees, just as distant and clear about public and private matters.

But every time Wen Yiyu got into trouble, President Huo would intentionally or unintentionally ignore or downplay it, which was a rare tolerance.

Secretary Jiang was puzzled by this and could only attribute it to the girl being lucky.

But in order to prevent the girl from getting into trouble again, she patiently emphasized, "I don't care about the past, I want you to remember from this moment on that there must be no milk in anything you give to the president, understand?"

Wen Yiyou was curious, "Why?"

Secretary Jiang responded vaguely, "The president will have stomach discomfort if he drinks milk, remember that?"

Wen Yiyou nodded as if she understood.

Secretary Jiang couldn't help but remind her, "Okay, get out now. Don't make the same mistake again. Be rigorous and meticulous in everything you do. Don't be so hasty and careless."

When Wen Yiyou came out of Secretary Jiang's office, it was already past get off work time.

The president's office that was burned down has been temporarily cleaned up.

Wen Yiyu returned to her seat without stopping for a moment, picked up her bag and prepared to go home after get off work.

"stop!"

When Wen Yiyu heard Luo Nanyan's arrogant voice, she paused and turned around slowly.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yiyou asked lazily.

Luo Nanyan frowned and said indignantly: "After something like this happened today, are you just going to leave work with a clear conscience?"

"So I'm not going to leave work?"

Luo Nanyan's expression froze, and she couldn't help but probe, "...you, don't you have to take any responsibility?"