Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He smiled and let her go. He took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast with her.

When he went down, Fu Mingzhu was already downstairs. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his eyes.

He is very different today. He looks very dazzling.

She drooped her eyes and thought in her heart: flower butterfly.

Lan Yu sat next to her and soon had breakfast to send her to work. The servants watched them get on the bus and leave together. They thought they looked like newlyweds.

Fu Mingzhu sat in Lan Yu's car and began to get in touch with Xiaowen on the road. She was very busy.

Lan Yu drove without disturbing her.

She didn't want to get off until she was sent downstairs. He reached out and grabbed her and whispered, "are we reconciled?"

Fu Mingzhu paused and said, "it's true!"

He smiled and loosened her: "I'll pick you up again in the evening."

She looked at him without objection.

She got off and walked towards the hall. The hotel staff looked at her and said hello to her: "President Fu!"

Fu Mingzhu nodded and walked lightly to the elevator.

Lan Yu held the steering wheel, looked at it, and then sighed secretly——

In fact, what he likes may be her elite style, but she is not like this in bed.

Thinking of this, Lan Yu's heart rippled again. He stretched out his hand to straighten his tie and drove away.

On the top floor, Fu Mingzhu looked at Lan Yu driving away. Then she turned her head and looked at Xiao Wen: "have you finished the design drawings of the duty-free shop?"

"Well, I put it on the table." Xiao Wen's voice said in a low voice, "but President Zhang is not very satisfied. He said it's too common. Does president Fu deliberately embarrass us?"

Fu Mingzhu glanced at her, went to sit down, opened the folder, opened it and looked at it carefully.

After a while, she breathed out: "don't say Mr. Zhang, I'm not satisfied. This kind of non innovative display is rotten all over the street. You ask the design department to make a new one."

Xiao Wen said, picked up the document and left with it.

Fu Mingzhu went to the window again and looked at the direction in which Lan Yu disappeared.

She was a little confused. She couldn't tell whether she was pretending or simply using it.

She can't tell by herself.

However, her work is very busy. She has no time to feel small during the day. The design of the design department is very poor. Fu Mingzhu held a meeting in the afternoon from two o'clock to nine o'clock in the evening, but she still didn't discuss a satisfactory result.

The staff of the design department are a little impatient. There is some disrespectful meaning in their words, thinking that Fu Mingzhu is embarrassed.

Fu Mingzhu put down the document on her hand and looked directly at the clerk: "if you feel you are not competent for this job, you can resign now."

The old fellow had a little background, and was an old iron lady on the side of B. Of course, she did not put Fu Mingzhu in her eyes, but felt that it was only nepotism that climbed into this position. She did not dare to expel herself, nor dared to offend the elder.

Fu Mingzhu was not a fool either. She asked Xiaowen to come over and asked in a low voice, and then her eyes were a little cold.

The first thing I did when I got back to the office was to call the person in charge of the personnel department and put down a stack of materials. "From today on, let Vice President Lin go home to provide for the elderly. It seems that he is over 60 and is not suitable to work hard in the Hotel."

The personnel manager took it and his heart trembled.

This, this is a big deal, because Vice President Lin is a distant relative of president Tang and a veteran who worked in Tang brick before. With a dry salary for 2000, he is reluctant to quit as long as he can walk.

Fu Mingzhu's tone was light: "give him two choices, either withdraw his shares or resign. If he is willing to pay hundreds of millions of dividends a year, he can punch in every day. I will give him a position in the reception room with an annual salary of 20 million. "

She said it without mercy. The HR manager knew that President Fu was not easy to provoke. He had a closer relationship with Tang Yao than vice president Lin. in addition, he also heard that there were many relationships. She was the former daughter-in-law of the LAN family in city B. president LAN personally sent her to work this morning. This woman was very powerful and took advantage of the relationship between men and women, 666.

He no longer hesitated, went to do it immediately, and did it properly that day. As for the one in the design department, he also sent it away. Now the situation of Tang brick is that what makes president Fu dissatisfied is absolutely not allowed to stay.

When Fu Mingzhu got off work, it was already 11 p.m. when she went out, she remembered that Lan Yu said she wanted to pick her up.

Not a phone call, maybe... He forgot.

She walked towards the parking lot under the broken light.

The headlights of a sports car flashed. She blocked her eyes and saw that it was Lanyu's car.

He sat in the dazzling super run, his clothes were also dazzling, jumped out of the car and opened the door for her: "get in the car."

She Oh, get in the car, or involuntarily look at him more.

Lan Yu smiled and got on the bus with him. When starting the car, he inadvertently asked, "why is it so late?"

"Something." She rubbed her eyebrows.

On one side of his head, he could see that her face was a little tired. He couldn't help feeling a little distressed and whispered, "if there's anything that can't be solved, you can tell me."

"Can you solve the design problem?" She smiled and didn't expect him.

Lan Yu's slender and beautiful fingers held the steering wheel, turned his head and smiled at her, "I can try."

She stared at him for a moment and smiled again, "forget it."

Lan Yu didn't say anything, just reached out and rubbed her hair. "Miss Fu, President Fu, you should have a little confidence in your man."

[1600 words, 400 tomorrow, happy duck on New Year's Day ~ ~]