You are the clouds in the sky

Wang Zhong didn't expect Li Yinping to come after him: "Li Yinping, I won't tell you now. I'll talk to you when I get home!"

"Let me ask you, are you feeling guilty? Otherwise, why would you run away? Are you afraid of being embarrassed?" Li Yinping lost control of her emotions and kept chasing him all the way.

This was as embarrassing as it could be in public. Wang Zhong really wanted to slap himself twice. He deserved to take the initiative to show his kindness.

Zhao Yang happened to drive to pick him up. When he saw the car, Wang Zhong quickly got into the car. Li Yinping didn't care how he patted the car window: "Quickly go!"

Of course, Zhao Yang only listened to Wang Zhong. After the car drove a few dozen meters, he looked at Li Yinping in the rear mirror and asked softly: "What's wrong, boss? Did you quarrel with your sister-in-law?"

Wang Zhong slapped his head fiercely, he was sitting in the back row: "She is crazy, crazy!"

Zhao Yang handed over the water.

Wang Zhong took the mineral water, opened it and took a sip: "Before, she told Xiaoliu's boyfriend that being a secretary was not a serious job, so I let it go. Now she is doubting me and Xiaomi. She is just a lunatic!"

Zhao Yang's eyes moved slightly: "Boss, does my sister-in-law have a psychological problem in this situation?"

"Isn't it just crazy?"

"Why don't you let your sister-in-law see a psychiatrist? Take her to Hong Kong."

Wang Zhong came to his senses: "Are you saying that your sister-in-law has a real mental illness?"

Zhao Yang nodded: "Maybe, look at how excited she was just now, completely out of control. Boss, mental illness is not a trivial matter."

Wang Zhong patted his head again. He was just scolding her when he called her crazy. He never thought that she would get sick. He didn't know much about mental illness: "Xiao Zhao, do you know about this disease?"

"My sister-in-law must have an anxiety disorder. I don't know much about it. Boss, don't mind. I'm just saying it. The doctor has the final say whether it's right or not."

"There don't seem to be any psychiatrists in our mainland hospitals. Let me take a look and find a time to take her to Hong Kong for a visit."

"Boss, there is one more thing we should pay attention to. Can my sister-in-law accept this fact? If you want to tell her that she has a mental illness, why don't you worry about it?"

"Yeah, look at her just now."

"Boss, relax, my sister-in-law may be bored at home for a long time."

"Yes, I told her just now that she would just think about things when she was bored. I asked her to find a job to pass the time. My mother works hard at home. I did this for her own good, but she couldn't listen at all. ."

"Take your time."

After returning to the company, Zhao Yang Lamilan went to the tea room and told her about this, asking her to teach Jiajia to be careful.

"Is there such a big fuss?" Milan asked worriedly, "Why is my sister-in-law like this? At least she can save some face for the boss. Doesn't she want to lose face?"

"Why should you worry about losing face when you are in a mood?" Zhao Yang hesitated and said, "Xiaomi, you and Lu Jingshuang have such a good relationship, please talk to her and ask her to talk to the second master and transfer you to another position. Go. Don’t get me wrong, of course I hope to work with you, but it’s too dangerous to stay with the boss. Who knows what my sister-in-law can do? She told Xiaoliu’s boyfriend before that the secretary was not serious about her job and she almost broke up with her. It’s like a thunder next to the boss, you don’t know when it will explode.”

Milan was stunned: "Why do you want me to be transferred? Because she is jealous, why should I be transferred?"

Zhao Yang glanced outside and whispered: "Don't be angry, I just suggested that it's not a problem for her to make trouble like this all the time..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Milan became more and more angry as he thought about it. "That's a matter between the boss and her. They can solve it themselves. Why should I be involved?"

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you. Don't be angry. I'll treat you to dinner tonight as an apology."