Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

  Chapter 8 Weird Tangtang

  As soon as Wen Rui entered the studio, a little girl in a pink princess dress rushed towards her enthusiastically: "Beautiful sister, I miss you so much!"

  "Tangtang, boy, didn't we pull the hook to say we would call her Sister Wen?" Wen Rui had a slight smile on her face, and she took the little girl's hand and walked inside.

   "No, my sister is beautiful and gentle. I like to call you beautiful sister." Huo Zhitang mischievously blinked her big Shuiling eyes, and held Wen Rui with her soft little hand.

   "Okay, our Tangtang is the most obedient, you can call yourself whatever you want." Wen Rui looked at the eccentric little girl, smiled and stroked her hair.

   After a while, the children arrived one after another. Lianli Studio is one of the best studios in Jiangcheng. There are many excellent teachers in it. There are also many college students who work part-time here like Wen Rui.

   "Tangtang, show my sister, how about the painting you drew yesterday?"

   "Beautiful sister, I must be the one who drew the best one." Tangtang's cute little face was chubby and arrogant.

   "Queer spirit." Seeing the little girl's arrogant expression, Wen Rui couldn't help laughing for a while.

  At the same time, Feng's Group President's Office

   "How is the company's stock going today?" Feng Yichen sat on the office chair, his brows furrowed together in heroic spirit.

   "President Feng, the situation is not very good. It has already fallen by four points. If this continues, I'm afraid..." Assistant Yu said hesitantly.

  Feng Yichen knew the meaning of Xiao Yu's unfinished words. If the stock market continued to fluctuate, he had to call an emergency meeting of the board of directors and shareholders to appease the group of old men.

   "Got it, have you suppressed last night's trending search?"

   Assistant Yu's face was ugly, and he said in a low voice: "The pressure has been suppressed, but it seems that people have been buying it last night, as if against us, and it was completely suppressed this morning."

   "Just in case, let the company's public relations department prepare in advance, be sure to stabilize the stock, and win the cooperation with Xie's." Feng Yichen pinched his brows with a headache.

  Because of his affair with Wen Yiyi, everyone knew about the quarrel last night, and he was humiliated by Mr. Xie in public. Feng Yichen didn't sleep well all night.

  Although Grandpa did not reprimand him, saying that the cooperation would not be affected and let him seize this opportunity, it is not difficult to see his disappointment in his eyes.

   "Okay, you go down first!"

   Who is against him? Could it be that the company's competitors wanted to disturb his cooperation?

  As soon as Assistant Yu walked out, he heard a few talkative female colleagues in the tea room gossiping about President Feng.

   "Hey, what do you guys think about this letter?"

   "I don't want a good fiancee, but I want to get mixed up with an actor, or Miss Wen's cousin?"

   "Isn't this all messed up, no wonder the public opinion hasn't been going down last night?"

   "What else can happen?"

   "Ms. Wen's parents have both passed away for a year, and now the company is managed by her uncle."

   "Hey, if you want me to say, it's the man's inferiority that causes the trouble. The outside world has always heard that Ms. Wen is very estranged from our President Feng. The two of them don't look like a married couple at all."

   "After all, you are young and vigorous, and the hero is sad for the beauty!"

   "Ahem, I have nothing to do, so why gossip during working hours?"

   Several female colleagues turned their heads and saw that it was Assistant Yu, and immediately shut up.

  Summer Entertainment

  Wen Yiyi slapped the little assistant who bowed his head in front of him with a "slap", and slapped: "Trash, look at the good deeds you have done, more than failure."

   "Sister Yiyi, I..." The little assistant stretched out his hand to cover the red and swollen face, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

   "What are you, you, you still have the face to say?" Wen Yiyi's eyebrows were knit together, a sharp light burst out from his eyes, and he didn't look so weak in front of Feng Yichen.

   "Look for yourself, what are everyone talking about me?" Wen Yiyi flicked the phone and threw it on the little assistant's face.

  (end of this chapter)