Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

The gift box was quickly opened, revealing four beautiful and valuable macaron-colored bags. The receptionist gasped, swallowed, and touched them carefully with her hand, her eyes filled with fascination and greed.

She had worked as a receptionist at Fu's for a year or two, and had seen women who came to the company to harass Mr. Fu, even a minor celebrity.

However, Mr. Fu usually doesn't meet with people and just sends them away.

She was a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. Although she was just a receptionist, these women had to speak to her nicely if they wanted to see President Fu.

It's not like she hadn't received orders from President Fu to send these women away. In her opinion, some people are just clinging to her and have no shame at all, so she has to be impolite when speaking to them.

Li Min touched the cool and expensive Birkin bag and immediately wanted to own it.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't say anything, and a woman who is disliked by President Fu can't file a complaint, who would know?

Of course, this is obviously not the first time she has done such a thing.

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She did not pester Fu Lang. Xin Gan was sad and angry at being humiliated for no reason. She had been gentle and obedient since she was a child and was not good at arguing with others. After she left Fu's house, the tears she had been holding back fell.

Xin Gan sniffed, adjusted his mood, stood on the side of the road, and prepared to hail a taxi to leave.

Fu's Building was originally located in a prosperous area in Beijing North City. However, I don't know if it was because Xin Gan was unlucky. After waiting for two or three minutes, no taxi stopped. After waiting for a long time, someone opened the door before Xin Gan could get in. "Sorry, I'm in a hurry. Please help me--"

Xin Gan had a good temper. Seeing that the other party was holding documents and looked hurried, he stepped back to make it easier for him and continued to wait for the next bus.

Two minutes later, a taxi finally stopped in front of Xin Gan.

Xin Gan opened the back door and got in. Before she could tell him the address of the Film Academy, the door, which she had closed, was suddenly opened from the outside because the car was not started and the safety lock had not yet fallen.

Xin Gan was startled, and saw Fu Lang standing outside the car door, pulling the pure black tie around his neck with one hand. He looked like he had run out, and his breathing was a little messy. He bent down, stretched out a hand to Xin Gan in the car, and said, "Get out of the car."

Xin Gan bit her lip, ignored the man's hand, turned her head and said to the driver: "I don't know him, please go to the Film Academy."

After saying that, Xin Gan reached out to close the car door.

Fu Lang held the car door with one hand to prevent it from closing. He laughed angrily when he heard this. He poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue and smiled beautifully and dangerously, "Little bastard, don't you know me? Then tell me who you are looking for here today?"

Xin Gan blushed, angry and annoyed, "Fu Lang, you are the bastard..."

He actually called her a bastard.

Fu Lang didn't care about that. The fact that Xin Gan took the initiative to come to the company to find him was enough to make him happy. He forcibly took Xin Gan down from the back seat of the car and handed a few red banknotes to the driver. "My girlfriend is angry with me. She doesn't want to take this car anymore. You drive away."

The driver took it with a smile and chimed in, "I understand, I understand, young lovers fight at the head of the bed but make up at the foot of the bed~"

"Fu Lang, put me down. Who is your girlfriend..." Xin Gan retorted softly and eagerly, but unfortunately the driver had already driven away and could not hear her.

Xin Gan was sitting in the car just now, the light was dim. Now Fu Lang looked at her wet eyelashes and her beautiful but red eye circles. His originally happy and unruly face suddenly darkened: "Are you crying?"