Rescued by the Mysterious CEO

Seeing that he was about to cry, amio was helpless: "don't be like a woman. All the banquets come to an end. It's time for us to part at this time."

"President an..."

"Do one more thing for me after the handover." Amio said faintly.

"For what?"

"Sell me this house and those cars. Just keep one for my daily use."

"Mr. an, what do you want to do?"

"Me I just don't want to carry those things anymore. " Ammio suddenly had a new idea. He didn't want to live like this again.

He has a lot of private cars, and the house cost a lot of money from selection to decoration.

As a child, ammio lived a tight life. He vowed to become a man of virtue. After he had money, he was extremely luxurious. As a small family, a desk lamp was made to order.

He wants to sell such a villa full of noble atmosphere? I still remember that he chose all the furniture himself. This is his ideal house.

"Mr. an, are you happy when you do this?"

"I think it will be happier than it used to be." He laughed, with no cold or mask on his face.

"Good..." The Secretary suddenly realized that maybe this kind of life is the best for him.

Seeing off his secretary, amio sat alone in the bay window, watching the sunset and sunrise. He sat all night trying to figure out what he was going to do.

The next day, the secretary brought all kinds of documents and contracts early in the morning for amio to sign.

"Mr. an, I've hung up the house. Your price is very low. Someone will take over soon. Where will you live after you sell the house?" "Do you think I have no place to live? I have a good view of an apartment, more than 100 square meters, I live alone more than enough

"It's only over 100 square meters. Can you really live up to it?" The Secretary suspected that when he bought the villa, he was very demanding, covering an area of more than 700 square meters, not to mention the area of the courtyard and swimming pool.

Now he suddenly wants to move to live in more than 100 square meters, the gap is a little big.

"I'm alone. If the house is too big, I'll feel lonely. It's better to be smaller." Amio would not have explained so much to a secretary before.

Now it's like he's changing sex. There's only one aunt cleaning the room in this villa. She comes here twice a week.

Ammio doesn't like other people in his family, and there is no nanny or chef in his family. He has been taking care of himself all the time.

"Well, make it smaller. Now that you've seen it, I'll check you in."

"No, you are not my secretary from today on. Of course, you don't have to listen to any of my instructions. Go to the company, or you will be late. You will be very busy today."

"Well, Mr. an, you can contact me whenever you need any time in the future." The Secretary bowed to him, "thank you for your support and care over the years."

"Let's go."

After January, Yuhui international vice president office.

"Vice president, this is today's document that needs your signature." The Secretary woke the man in a daze.

Since this month, Rebecca has always been in a daze. Her office is full of white roses.

Some are fresh, some have withered, and every day a flower deliverer sends a bunch of white roses.

Flowers are flowers. The packing is different every day. The florist doesn't provide information about the florist. It's just sunny and rainy. Even on weekends, someone will send them to the guard room.

Rebecca knows who sent it, but she doesn't know why he keeps sending her white roses.

At first, she thought it was another way for ammio to chase people. It was strange that he never put cards in the bouquet.

I called him and found that the card had been cancelled. It was said that he offered to resign at the family meeting and gave all his shares to early Xia.

Rebecca felt guilty for the first time when she thought of what she heard in the villa.

"Vice President? What are you thinking? " The Secretary warned.

"Nothing to think of, sign it, you give it to me." Rebecca took over the pile of papers, but was obviously absent-minded.

In the past, she thought that he was good to herself, but later she knew that he was sincere at that time.

He is probably the most brilliant sunshine in his life, but he hurt him severely.

Rebecca learned from the beginning of summer that the experience of ammio growing up was far more miserable than what he said.

Since January, she has been dreaming every night that a little boy has been bullied and that she has been treated with dignity and no harm from childhood. Rebecca begins to feel uneasy.

"Vice president, your face is very bad. If you are not feeling well, go home and have a rest. You have been working for a month in a row, and you can't bear to work overtime at the company on weekends." The Secretary advised.

How could Rebecca say that the reason why she came to the company at the weekend was just to receive the bunch of flowers on time, as if the daily White Rose had become the only contact between her and amio."I'm fine. By the way, how's the matter you're asked to check?" Rebecca asked, taking her mind back.

"After leaving r company, ammio didn't go to any company to work or run his own company. Instead, he sold villas and cars."

"What? What does he sell these for? "

"I don't know about that. I only know that he sold his house and car."

"What about him now?" Rebecca asked anxiously.

"No one knows where he has gone. I had some friends with his secretary before. He told me all this. It seems that amio has moved to a smaller apartment."

"And the address?"

"He doesn't know. On that day, ammio gave him his resignation letter, and he never did anything with him. No one knows about the move, so he doesn't know where he moved and what he's doing now. He even cancelled his card."

"Well, I see. You go down."

"Yes."

Rebecca was the only one in the office. She looked at the white rose on the desk, which had just arrived today.

There are a few drops of water on the petals. The rose is in full bloom. In the sun, the wind blows through the petals and gently sways.

Thinking of his helplessness after knowing the truth on that day, he said, "Rebecca, believe it or not, even if I'm sorry for all the people in the world, I'm worthy of you. You don't want me today."

He is like a stubborn child, clearly full of sadness in his eyes, but he left his office with his head high.

Later, when she thought of his back, she felt very sad. A tear rolled down from her eyes to the petals.