Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

I really want them to shut up and disappear.

"I, I won't listen, you go on." In the evening, she quickly stood up and tried to slip away. She had no interest in listening to the meeting.

As a result, his butt was just lifted by Fu Sihan and pressed down again, and a man's deep laughter came from his ear.

Fu Sihan's laughter is extremely pleasant to the ear, but now I don't have the energy and face to listen to his smile and want to beat him.

She did, too.

The woman was holding a pink fist and hammering it on the man's shoulder, threatening in a low voice: "you still smile! Shut up

After that, she subconsciously turned her head to see the situation in the conference room. A group of senior executives looked at her and Fu Sihan like a stunned or gourd eating crowd. She pretended to see nothing as soon as she turned her head.

Late and late: Since you want to pretend not to see, can you act well once!

"OK, don't laugh." Fu Si Han said not to laugh, but his body was very honest and gave out a deep and happy laugh, like after the success of the trick.

Night glared at him, just want to leave here quickly.

After leaving the room at night, Fu Sihan's smile disappeared and he returned to the former gentleman to the indifferent general manager Fu.

"As you can see, my wife is looking for me." Fu Sihan looked at a crowd in the video and glanced at the minutes of the meeting. "This meeting has been going on for one hour and thirty-eight minutes, and the valuable content is no more than ten minutes. It is over."

The sudden break-up of the meeting has brought many people under control.

Fu Sihan said that the meeting was really a meeting and cut off the video directly.

All the executives looked at Jiang Yan, who was not in the video studio in the conference room, hoping Jiang would give some advice.

Jiang Yan's eyes, nose, nose and heart were observed. Until the end of the meeting, Jiang Yan said, "think about the things you presented to Mr. Fu today. There are only problems and no solutions, only criticisms and no practical opinions. I'm sorry to say so. You have to thank your wife."

Before Yan Wan entered Fu Sihan's study, Fu Sihan had met several senior executives with sharp words. If Yan Wan was not worried about being outside his study, he would have to be criticized by Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan would not have finished the meeting so soon if he had not entered the study in the middle of the evening. Before the end of the meeting, he must have scolded these people, deducted the bonus that should have been deducted, and should have been autistic.

"In addition, Jiang must remind you that although Mr. Fu is with his wife in Taicheng, you should understand his ability. Even if he is wholeheartedly with his wife, he can easily solve these problems in his work. Therefore," Jiang Yan pauses, laughs meaningfully and knocks on the point until now. "Please prepare well at the next meeting."

All of us here are old people who have been with Fu Sihan for many years. They also know the president's temper. Indeed, they think that the president's indulgence in gentleness will not spend too much time on their work. The contents of the meeting prepared for this time are indeed perfunctory.

It turns out that Mr. Fu can see it all at once?

At this thought, a layer of cold sweat came out of the people's brows.

This is really thanks to the late speech, Fu always taboo that someone perfunctorily, in his position should plan for his business, say a bad word, occupy the pit of shit can be directly thrown out of RK group.

"Jiang tezhu, there is one more thing," one of the executives who taught Jiang Yan well in private education received a crazy hint from his colleagues and asked Jiang Yan, "Ms. Yan wanwan and Mr. Fu..."

Jiang Yan pretended to be surprised and said with a half smile: "I thought general manager Fu had made it very clear, and I called her wife, not miss Yan."

It's not remarriage. What's that?

Oh, no, it didn't work out in the first place.

Jiang Yan walked out of the conference room with the document, no longer making redundant disclosure.

It is enough to let these people know that Yan wanwan is still Mrs. Fu's identity. Some news is not enough for the assistant office of the president and the Secretary Office of the president. These executives have extensive contacts in various fields through the relevant identities of RK group, so they should serve the boss's wife.

Executives, you see me, I see you, it's all shock.

"Just now What I hear and see is not a dream, is it

"If it was a dream, maybe we all had the same dream."

"No, didn't you listen to people in their circle say that they don't like Mr. Fu later? What was the love between you and me just now

"Will it be known only to us? Wow - it's amazing to learn about the big eight trigrams! "

"What are you thinking? Do you think Jiang tezhu and yintezhu will know? Do you know the group of president secretary office and assistant office who are around Mr. Fu all day? The young master monk always doesn't know? "

“……” The excitement suddenly disappeared in half.

All the executives present have a good impression of Yan wanwan. They are all the direct relatives of Fu Sihan, and there is no idea that Yan Wan's identity is not worthy of Fu Sihan, and who should be the wife of Fu.

Let alone the others, the president's wife is very nice to say that he can make Mr. Fu's temper better and make them less subject to Fu's death gaze!-

sitting on the sofa with both hands around each other in the evening, I felt embarrassed that the whole person would evaporate in situ.

"It's not that I haven't seen it before. What's the shame?" Foshan came out, unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards the evening. He was relaxed and did not feel embarrassed to see the scene when he was knocked down by his subordinates in a serious place.

Cheeky people are different!

Evening picked up a pillow around him and smashed it to Fu Sihan, "shut up! You mean it

The man easily sidetracked, "how did I do it on purpose?"

Fu Sihan didn't admit it.

He didn't admit that he couldn't tell why.

"You did it on purpose, I know!" Late night raised his chin and glared at him unhappily, "if you didn't mean to, why didn't you remind me?"

"Remind you," Fu Si cold eyebrow tip tiny pick, stands in front of the speech evening evening evening, "is my style?"

Yes, it's not Fu San Shao's style at all.

He likes going to the theatre best.

"Don't worry. They all approve of you as a boss girl." Fu Sihan pulled people up from the sofa so that she would not be too tired to talk to him all the time with her head up. "Your shoes are here. Come and try."

Fu Sihan said, pulling words to the cloakroom at night.

"What shoes?"

"Shoes for tomorrow."

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