CEO's Delicate Wife

Haishi.

At the end of a suffocating meeting, a group of high-level employees sweated out of the meeting room.

Gu Xiyan sat at the conference table, his face cold and indecent.

Zhuo Mao scattered the papers on the table, sat down and said, "I said you are angry. It's not the first time that you've seen the skills of those people! Not to mention, this time you stay in Ningcheng for a week. If you don't come back to guard for such a long time, these old stubborn people think that the tiger can be called king without him. "

Gu Xiyan's eyes coldly scanned those documents: "it's really a waste of my trust and cultivation that I haven't made any progress for so many years. Go and tell the personnel department that the manager of the technology department, the deputy manager of the marketing department, and the leader of the product department have all been dismissed, and then recruit new ones."

"Crouching trough, do you really want to move those people?" Zhuo Mao's face was surprised. "Those are all your relatives who care for your family or the Bai family. They are all very powerful. If you open them up, your father will call you for trouble. And the people from your Bai family will certainly make trouble. "

Gu Xiyan snorted coldly: "I'm afraid they won't come."

"It seems that you are ready to fight with your father. That's good. I'm sure you will be fully supported by brothers." Zhuo Mao took Gu Xiyan's shoulder and said carelessly, "however, if you really want to fight for power with your father, don't stare at the small broken project in Ningcheng. Even if the project is completed, it doesn't have a big impact on you. Haishi has developed a new high-tech project of sea surface power generation. I think we Gu can... "

Before Zhuo Mao finished, Gu Xiyan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated on the table.

He looked up and saw that it was Secretary Yu's phone.

He frowned and put the phone through.

"Mr. Gu, this morning Miss Mu submitted an application for resignation. Her resignation report has been suppressed by me and has not been submitted to the personnel department for the time being. May I ask Mr. Gu how to deal with this matter?"

Gu Xiyan holds the hand of mobile phone not from a tight, Mou Guang also suddenly became cold a few minutes.

He pressed down his emotions and said coldly, "did she say what she left her job for?"

"Miss Mu said that she has been working too hard in recent years. She wants to leave and have a rest for a period of time to adjust."

"Well, I know. I'll deal with it when I go to Ningcheng."

Gu Xiyan gathered his eyes and hung up his cell phone.

"Xiyan, what's your situation?" Zhuo Mao, however, seemed to have discovered the new world and said with great interest, "you are the president of Ningcheng. What does it have to do with you when a small employee of Ningcheng leaves the company? Why do you have to go there in person? You've just come back from Ningcheng. You're going to pass so soon? "

Gu Xiyan swept over with a cold eye: "has anything to do with you?"

Zhuo Mao quickly raised his hand to surrender: "I'm just asking. We have such a good relationship. I'll ask you something, but it's not too much."

"I think you are very idle." Gu Xiyan pushed a report on his desk and said, "give it to me before 12 o'clock this evening."

"Lying trough, Gu Xiyan, you are inhuman!" Zhuo Mao hit Gu Xiyan on the shoulder, "you transferred me to other branches these years, and sent me every day. I finally went back to Haishi, and you arranged such a complicated work for me. I think you want to kill me."

"Are you tired?" Gu Xiyan looked at him coldly, "I think you are more leisurely than anyone else."

Zhuo Mao couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh. When he was about to continue to vindicate himself, he saw the Savior.

He ran away with a runny nose and tears, took the little guy who was just more than one meter high into his arms and cried out: "Xiaotiantian, you have to make the decision for your uncle Zhuo. I finally went back to Haishi and bought you your favorite transformer. As a result, your father, the unscrupulous president, asked me to work overtime to write the report. My life is really hard!"

Gu Tianchen wrinkled his delicate little nose: "Uncle Zhuo, you have a bad smell."

Zhuo Mao's face was stiff. He quickly lowered his head and sniffed his clothes. A smell of smoke came to his face. He quickly explained: "the smell of smoke was just found in a meeting with those old stubborn people. Your uncle Zhuo doesn't smoke."

Gu Xiyan looked at Gu Tianchen and saw that he was still carrying a small schoolbag. He frowned and said, "what are you doing here if you don't go to school?"

"Dad, the teacher said that children's Day is coming, let's prepare the program with our parents, so let us go home ahead of time." Gu Tianchen went over and held out his palm. "Dad, can you lend me your mobile phone? I want to call my aunt and ask if she can perform with me."Gu Xiyan's eyebrows suddenly sank: "have I ever told you that you can't trouble others for things you can solve?"

His body was full of air and cold, and he looked at his little body and not to shrink. Then he said, "but when I was on children's day last year, Dad promised me to accompany me to perform. In the end, he put off my dove on a business trip. Finally, the flower teacher accompanied me to finish the program. I don't believe in dad anymore... "

"Gu Xiyan, I thought you were inhumane to me. I didn't expect that you were so heartless to your own son!" Zhuo Mao holds Gu Tianchen in his arms. "Xiaotiantian, this year, let uncle Zhuo accompany you to perform. You don't see Uncle Zhuo out of tune, in fact, I can do anything, singing, dancing, juggling and performing skits. I'm proficient in everything, and I'll be able to open your eyes to the children in kindergarten by then! "

"I'm sorry, uncle Zhuo. I already have a candidate in my heart. If my aunt doesn't agree, you can only accompany me."

Hearing Gu Tianchen's serious words, Zhuo Mao almost burst out with a mouthful of old blood: "emotion, I'm a spare tire, right?"

"Dad, lend me your cell phone."

Gu Xiyan stares at Gu Tianchen coldly: "I will spare time to accompany you on June 1 this year. You can decide the program and plan the rehearsal time in advance. I can make the schedule free."

Gu Tianchen's mouth tooted and his face was full of discontent. He clenched his small fist and said, "Dad, you don't lend it to me. Anyway, I remember my aunt's micro signal. I can go to other people to borrow my mobile phone."

"Uncle Zhuo, lend me your mobile phone."

"Good!"

Zhuo maoshuang responded quickly, but felt a cold light shining on his head.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Xiyan staring at him with an unhappy face. He took the hand of his mobile phone and said with a dry smile: "Xiaotiantian, since your father said that he would accompany you to the June 1 performance, he will certainly take time to accompany you. Let's not trouble outsiders, OK?"