Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

On the 33rd floor, the president's office.

The super-class carpet imported from abroad is expensive and valuable, and the golden chandelier is even more gorgeous and beautiful.

Chi Enen couldn't help holding his breath, and walked to the front desk. Whispered, "Hi, I want to see the president."

The front desk looked at her twice, maintaining a perfect smile, "Do you have an appointment?"

"I don't have any, but I'm an employee of the company, and I want to find the president..."

The front desk interrupted her with an unchanged expression, "Sorry, we can't let you in without an appointment."

Chi Enen clenched his lower lip and asked, "Then can you please tell the president for me? Just say that Chi Enen, the host of the afternoon radio station, wants to see him and has something important to tell him."

The receptionist glanced at her, a little impatient, and refused, "I'm sorry, the president is in a meeting."

"I mean after the meeting..."

"After the meeting, we don't dare to pass it on to you without authorization! Please don't embarrass us."

Chi Enen had no choice but to say, "I'll wait for the president to come out, right?"

"Can."

She took the leather bag and sat on the sofa in the waiting area next to her.

At first, she thought she could wait for someone for an hour at most, but she didn't expect to wait from three o'clock to six o'clock. Chi Enen was a little anxious, and walked to the front desk again.

"Well, isn't the president off work yet?"

The receptionist who was already packing his things didn't look up, "The president has already left, don't you know?"

"Leaving?" Chi Enen raised his voice.

She knows shit!

No one told her at all!

The receptionist raised his head, glanced at her, and said perfunctorily, "The president left at four o'clock in the exclusive elevator. Come back tomorrow if you have something to do."

"..."

She figured it out, no matter if she came tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the front desk didn't intend to inform her. Moreover, the president can leave from the exclusive elevator inside, and she can't block people even if she wants to.

After spending half a day of hard work and waiting for a long time, I thought I could see someone. In the end, she was played like a monkey, and she was suffocated. Bear with it, hold the cowhide bag and walk out...,

She had already reached the elevator, and she heard the front desk whisper behind her.

"Tch, I don't even have an appointment and I want to see the president. She is the president and sells vegetables in the vegetable market. She can meet if she wants to."

"It's probably because I heard the wind that the new CEO is tall, rich and handsome, so I want to come here to find some sense of presence?"

"Haha, no self-knowledge."

"that is."

...

Chi Enen clenched his fists tightly, and when he didn't hear him, he raised his legs and entered the elevator.

In the recording studio downstairs, Qin Nan was already waiting for her. As soon as she came, Qin Nan immediately went up to her and asked, "How is it?"

Chi Enen waved the untouched cowhide bag in his hand weakly, and said gloomily, "I didn't even see anyone, and I was tricked by the front desk."

"I said you can't see anyone, you don't believe it. But why is the front desk playing you?"

"People thought that I wanted to compose a modern version of the story of the prince and Cinderella with the president. I rub it, I didn't eat too much roasted sparrows, where did the words "want to fly on the branches and become a phoenix" written on my face?"

"Hahaha." Qin Nan was about to burst into tears, patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "It's not your face that was carved, but someone's face was carved this morning."

"……What's the meaning?"

"I didn't finish the gossip with you in the office this morning. It was Wei Ting at night. Didn't she just meet the CEO when she got off work? I don't know if she had a cramp in her head, but she ran out to buy a cup of coffee. It was sent to the president's office to be courteous. Then, guess what?"