Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

"But it's good to change the boss, at least in the future, Fathead Yu won't be able to exploit us anymore by virtue of being a relative of the boss's wife."

After hearing what she said, Chi Enen thought it was a good thing, so he raised the corner of his mouth and added, "The most important thing is that the salary has increased."

With a salary increase, she can save some money and keep Chi Baobao for primary school. You can also buy two more sets of clothes and shoes for Baby Chi. As for the boss changing, the trouble is also a high-level trouble. For a small shrimp like her, it doesn't matter who is the boss.

"You, you know the wages and wages. It's like getting into the eyes of money. By the way, your baby Chi yesterday..." Qin Nan was about to chat with her.

Suddenly there was a noise, followed by an annoying voice.

"Miss Xie, slow down, the floor is slippery."

Chi Enen had been listening to this voice for almost three months, and he didn't need to see anyone to know whose voice it was - Fathead Fish!

Sure enough, a skinny and wretched figure appeared. He was about forty-five or sixteen years old, his thin body couldn't hold up his clothes, and his head was a bit bigger than ordinary people, with a standard long face. It looks like a potato on a toothpick, very funny.

At this moment, he was nodding and bowing like a servant, protecting a tall beautiful woman covered in luxury goods. As soon as the beautiful woman came in, she pinched her nose, as if there was some virus in it, and complained with disgust, "Why are there so many people?"

"Eh..." She asked such a weird question, even the fat-headed fish who was good at sycophant was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said with Xiaoxin, "It's almost time for work, everyone is here, so there are too many people Point. Ms. Xie, would you like to sit in my office for a while? My office is relatively spacious."

Xie Tingting frowned, and raised her chin proudly, "I don't have that international time. Which festival is the most listened to on your radio station? Take me there."

"Miss Xie, come with me."

Fathead Fish led her to Chi Enen and Qin Nan, and introduced flatteringly, "This is the host and director of the most listened-to program on our radio station."

Turning around, he immediately changed his face, and urged impatiently, "Enen, Xiao Nan, say hello to Miss Xie."

Qin Nan and Chi Enen didn't even know which green onion he was referring to as Miss Xie, but they didn't want to cause trouble, so they said hello perfunctorily.

Xie Tingting has always been favored by others during this time, so be careful when she is with her. How can she not see that Qin Nan and Chi Enen are perfunctory to her. Immediately, he was furious, wanted to get angry, and was concerned about so many people, so he endured it, and threw a stack of papers to Chi Enen with a grim expression.

"Here, I want you to do an interview for me. There are terms and conditions on it. You have to read them one by one. Don't ask questions that I don't want to answer."

This condescending tone of order made people feel uncomfortable.

Chi Enen frowned, but didn't answer. He looked at the fat-headed fish beside him and said, "Boss, what we are doing is a fun interactive program, so it's not a good idea to suddenly change it to an interview?"

Of course Fathead Fish knew it was not good, but his most important task now was to curry favor with the big man's little lover. Can't care so much anymore, immediately scowled and reprimanded, "Just do it if you tell me!"

Chi Enen really wanted to throw the paper in his face and say quit, but thinking of the upcoming wage increase and her precious son who was waiting to be fed, he gritted his teeth and forced a smile, took the things Xie Tingting handed over, and said, "I knew."