After wearing it, I married into a wealthy family

President Wen only hesitated for half a second, then waved his hands at those staring men, signaling them to leave: "According to what I just explained, redo the plan again, and if you can't do it well, you will be fine." Keep working overtime until tomorrow!"

The department managers who were scolded as stinking dogheads because of their job failures were pardoned and missed Buddha. Oh, the one who called is too capable, right?Speaking of which, in the past two days, the employees seem to be spreading rumors about whether the president is in love, and they sneered when they heard it, but judging by today's posture, maybe it is true?

But I hope that someone will soften the young master soon, he is too scary when he gets angry...

The brothers and sisters walked out of the gate of the CEO's office with a sense of sympathy - didn't they just have to work overtime because they couldn't finish?Trifle!Following a workaholic CEO to break new ground, high investment and high return, overtime is commonplace.What makes them feel very balanced is that no matter how late they work overtime, the president will accompany them...

When everyone was gone, President Wen quickly pressed the answer button.

He said coldly: "Hello?"

On the other end of the phone, Bai Yuze sounded very happy: "Brother, you are so slow to answer, are you busy?"

President Wen coughed and asked back, "When did you change my phone notes?"

"I haven't modified it!" Bai Yuze was surprised: "Brother, you forgot, when you saved my mobile phone number, you directly unlocked your mobile phone to me..."

The implication is, how can I modify it, I saved it like that from the beginning!

Bai Yuze added another sentence: "There is also my exclusive mobile phone ringtone, brother, do you think it sounds good?"

President Wen thought about it blankly.

But too many things happened at noon yesterday, plus last night's spring dream with the same background... mixed together, how can such a small thing as saving a mobile phone number occupy memory?Not only did he not think clearly, but he also became flustered because he turned in a strange direction.

President Wen responded with a guilty conscience: "Well, it sounds good." Then he changed the subject decisively, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Bai Yuze didn't chase after him this time. He smiled to himself before he said, "It's true, but you haven't got off work yet, right? Will it bother you too much?"

President Wen opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's okay, I'm not busy at work, just tell me."

Bai Yuze deliberately teased him: "But I can't explain clearly on the phone..."

President Wen: "Then shall I go out to meet you now?"

Bai Yuze laughed again: "Brother, do you think that you have the potential to be a fool... Hey, if you say that, wouldn't I be a demon concubine? Are you going to stop the king early because of me?"

Lord Wenhun: "..."

Concubine Bai Yao: "Farewell, Your Majesty, why don't we be a pair of wise emperors and concubines who will not perish?"

Lord Wenhun: "..."

Concubine Bai Yao: "But my business is urgent...what should I do?"

Mr. Wenhun's palms were itching more and more, and he couldn't help but excuse himself in his heart: Can I be the only pervert for having that kind of dream?Some people really deserve it!I owe it to my ass to be spanked in reality!

Concubine Bai Yao chattered on the phone for a while again, the strange thing was that he was so annoying, Lord Wenhun didn't hang up his phone directly, instead he continued to listen while being speechless, just like masochistic addiction.

Finally, Concubine Bai Yao thought of a good idea: "Yes, I can go to your office to find you! Brother, what time do you get off work?"

Looking at the time, it was around five o'clock in the afternoon, it was dark early in winter, the sky outside had gradually lowered, and the street lights were lit up one by one, just like bright neon lights.

Mr. Wenhun didn't look in the mirror, so he didn't know that the corners of his mouth were curled up at this moment. He suppressed the joy in his heart and said, "Then you come, I'm going to be late after get off work."

Concubine Bai Yao: "Wait, what do you mean it's still late? Do you usually get off work very late? Then when do you have dinner? You don't often have to eat takeaway?"

Mr. Wenhun was taken aback by his series of imposing questions, he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he let out a meaningless ah.

Speaking of which, even if you are born in a wealthy family, your daily life is not necessarily much more comfortable than ordinary people.

As an ordinary person, I may work from nine to five, earn not much money, the pressure is not that great, and the pace of life is not so fast. Usually, my wife and children are hot on the bed, and I have the happiness of a small person.

Of course, if your family is rich and you choose to be a dandy, eating, drinking and having fun all day, it must be very cool.

Like Wen Cheng, who started his own business at a young age, how glamorous it looks on the surface, but the hardships he has suffered behind the scenes are innumerable.

During his busiest two years, day and night were reversed, not to mention eating on time, it would be considered good if he could remember to eat three meals a day.

Now Chengyu is also up and on the right track, so he is rarely so busy that it gets dark.Of course, working overtime like today is a routine operation, and no big company can avoid it.

Chengyu has his own restaurant for employees, and the chefs he recruits are not bad. When President Wen works overtime, he will ask his assistant to bring a portion, and eat it in two or three bites to quickly solve his physiological needs.

Sometimes when the meal was served, he was reading documents, having a small meeting, swearing at people... the food would be cold if he didn't have time to eat it while it was hot, and he didn't bother to ask someone to ask for another one, so he used the microwave oven in the office to reheat it hastily. It's delicious, it's hard to eat, anyway, it's all about filling your stomach.

Gu Linfeng often ridiculed Wencheng for living a rough life, not enjoying life at all, and being a rich man, he can afford it too!

Wen Cheng didn't care. He was different from Gu Linfeng. He never made his elders worry about food since he was a child. He was very good at supporting himself. He loved meat and had almost no taboos. He felt he could taste no difference.

Every time he was ridiculed by Gu Linfeng, he sneered and beat the enemy with a trick: "That's why you are so short."

Gu Linfeng, who is actually 1.8 meters tall, would be so angry that he would jump his feet every time: "I'm not short, it's because you are stupid and big!"

Picky eaters since he was a child, so he is half a head shorter than Fa Xiao, which is his eternal pain...

Just lost his mind for a second, President Wen listened to Bai Yuze on the other end of the phone and said, "Don't eat takeaway, it's bad for your health. I'll bring you food when I pass by later. Oh, it's really worrying."

President Wen wisely swallowed back the fact that "I didn't eat takeaway, our company has an employee restaurant".

Bai Yuze: "Just wait obediently, brother, I'll be there in about an hour."

The indifference that President Wen pretended to be at the beginning has long been lost in some outer space. He earnestly said: "Don't hurry, be careful on the road. Why don't I send a car to pick you up?"

Bai Yuze: "No need, I'll take the subway, I'm afraid I'll be stuck on the road during the evening rush hour."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wen Cheng frowned, taking the subway?

The subway in my impression is full of people, the carriages are full like canned sardines, can he really take the subway?

I don't know if Bai Yuze didn't take the driver's license test...

Now that he's called his brother, the old man knows he's going to give him a big red envelope, so he can't just give him nothing...

How about a sports car instead?Maserati or Lamborghini?The new one from Ferrari isn't bad either...

No, the sports car is afraid that he will drive too fast, so how about going off-road?

It just so happened that he ordered an Aston Martin half a year ago, so it should be delivered soon...

After thinking about the car in a mess for a while, the really stupid President Wen finally came back to his senses, straightened his expression, and made an internal call to the conscientious Tezhu Qian.

Special Assistant Qian: "President?"

He tightened a string, and pressed the recording button neatly, for fear that the master would not be able to remember some professional and long instructions, which would delay the business.

After all, the young master is indeed a rare genius in business. The most notable feature is that his thinking is unconstrained, and he often pops up some wonderful ideas. He ordered them to come over at the first time. And the tragedy happened that the young master forgot the details after finishing talking. Since then, Special Assistant Qian has been used to listening to the phone and recording first.

On the other end of the phone, President Wen said very calmly: "I don't need to ask someone to bring me food for a while, someone will deliver it to me."

Special Assistant Qian: "...Yes."

what the hell!

Hanging up neatly, President Wen greeted the front desk again and asked them to let them go when Bai Yuze came.