Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   At eleven or twelve noon, the autumn tiger is particularly strong. Han Xiaoye waited below for almost 20 minutes, his clothes were wet from the sun, and he didn't wait for anyone to come down.

   Originally wanted to send another message to Fu Zhiyan, but I was afraid that he was busy.

   In the end, he held the phone in his hand and stepped on the ants on the edge of the lawn. When the ants were about to go into the hole to hide from the cold, someone finally came.

   "Miss Han."

  Han Xiaoye raised his head. It was Andy, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Her eyes lit up, "Andy, where's my uncle?"

   "President Fu is at an important meeting. He asked me to bring Miss Han up first."

   "...Oh, okay." It turned out to be a meeting, no wonder she didn't reply to her news...Han Xiaoye felt a little relieved, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and followed Andy in.

  YG Group headquarters is a concave building, divided into three parts, of which the president's office is on the top 48th floor.

  In addition to the president's office, there are several meeting rooms and the president's secretariat on the 48th floor.

  As soon as Han Xiaoye stepped in, he felt that there was a world of difference between YG and CT. It can be seen from the secretariat alone that CT Entertainment's secretariat is located a little outside the president's office. Except for Andy, there are only five or six secretaries' assistants. But YG is different, there are dozens of cubicles in the secretariat alone.

   The whole atmosphere is very serious and everyone has something to do.

Andy probably saw her curiosity and extended his hand to introduce to her, "Because YG Group is involved in real estate, clothing and ships in addition to the entertainment industry, there are many things to deal with every day. The secretariat needs to The documents, data and materials sent by various departments and branches are classified, and contracts or plans that must be handled by Mr. Fu are screened out. In addition, there are some daily itineraries such as appointments by companies, interviews by media reporters, etc. It also needs to be coordinated by the secretariat.”

  Han Xiaoye worked for the Han family for a month, but at that time her work was purely fishing for three days and two days for netting. Basically, people are in the office, and they don't know where their hearts are going. Therefore, she has no idea about the specific operation of the company.

   And she always thought that the secretary's job was to dress brightly, just follow behind the boss to bring tea and water to the boss. Otherwise, how about raising a second-milk for the big money? After listening to Andy, she realized that there are so many doorways in it, and she nodded in understanding.

  andy led her into the CEO's office, poured her a cup of tea, closed the door and went out.

  Han Xiaoye wandered around Fu Zhiyan's office boredly and lost interest in only three minutes. Whether it's CT Entertainment or YG Group, the only thing that doesn't change is this man's simple and almost serious office. In addition to a shelf of books that can't be read, there are only three things left bare - desk, potted plant, sofa!

  The quiet dust in the office could make a sound when it fell on the ground. She sat for a while and drank the water that Andy poured. It was really boring, and he couldn't wait to share the good news with Fu Zhiyan, so Han Xiaoye decided to go out to see when the meeting was over.

As soon as    went out, he bumped into a group of people coming out of the conference room.

   She saw the man standing in the middle at a glance, and was about to say hello. He saw the beautiful woman beside him talking and laughing to him.

   The point is, Fu Zhiyan turned his head back!

   A smiling face, a solemn and extravagant one, how can you look like a golden boy and a girl in a TV series.

  Han Xiaoye immediately drank a bottle of old vinegar, and the sour heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney were stuffy. The two of them finally walked up to her, she opened her mouth, but her uncle hadn't called out yet.

   Hearing the beautiful and fashionable beauty open the invitation, "Mr. Fu, how about having a meal together at noon?"

  Eating together...or noon? Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, no! He hasn't even celebrated that she was admitted to University A.

"Can."

Lin Shuwan knew that he would not refuse, and said with a smile, "That's fine, I like western food very much. There is a good western restaurant in the Lan Club, and today I am wronged that President Fu and I have western food together. No problem. Bar?"

"Yep."

  Lin Shuwan noticed Han Xiaoye next to him, and said wisely, "I'll get off and drive first, see you later."

   She stepped on high heels and walked away with beautiful long legs.

  Fu Zhiyan wiped the sweat from the forehead of the little woman in front of him, frowning, "The sun is so strong outside, why did you suddenly run here?"

  Han Xiaoye originally wanted to share with him the good news of being admitted to University A, but now he lost his interest. She also knew that Fu Zhiyan promised that woman to eat together mostly because of work entertainment. Let her hold him willfully and say not to let him go, she can't do it. But she can't do it without a pimple in her heart at all.

  Han Xiaoye felt that he was Zuo like this. Neither willful, nor magnanimous, what is it?

She tightened her hand, took a breath, and raised her head again with a smile on her face, "Little uncle, I was admitted to the A major, and I wanted to tell you, so I came here. But I'm ready to go back, Rui. Ray invited me to dinner."

   The day after Fu Zhiyan took her to the dynasty for dinner, Suri found her. I was stunned to perform a water-filled Jinshan Temple for her, and the one who hugged her and cried was heartbroken. Qin Fang, who provoked her, slashed her a lot of eyes. If eyes could kill people, she would have been slashed by a thousand knives.

   However, Suri didn't ask her out today. She said that Su Rui asked to eat, she lied to Fu Zhiyan!

   Originally, she came to the door all the time, but she was left alone, what a shame.

   Even if there are no steps, you have to create your own steps, right?

   Even though he said that, Han Xiaoye still felt quite abusive in his heart.

   "Yes." Fu Zhiyan did not suspect him, he looked down at his watch, ten minutes had passed, his eyes were calm, "Go home early in the afternoon."

   He calculated today's schedule and planned to let Andy push two off later. Bring the hooligans to celebrate at night. But at noon this is really not easy to shirk. Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips and said, "It's too sunny outside, let Andy drive you there later."

   He took out a black card from his wallet and handed it over, lowered his eyes, "The password is 12311."

  12311, such a strange number, not like a birthday, nor does it seem to have any special meaning. Just as Han Xiaoye was about to say no, Fu Zhiyan had already put the card in her hand.

   "I'm leaving first, I'll call if I have something to do."

  Everyone else left, Han Xiaoye, like the eggplant Shuang hit, refused andy to send her, and took a taxi outside.