Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   She has experienced the best scumbags, and she doesn't believe in men in her bones, so when Han Xiaoye said that, she immediately became more concerned than Han Xiaoye.

   "Yes, you can't put all your treasures on men, women still have to have their own careers."

"Yes."

  Fan Shengnan flicked her forehead, "Since you've made up your mind, you have to do it well. First, I won't be polite to you just because you are the president's wife."

   "I know, when have you ever been polite to me. I used to be enslaved without money."

"Hey, it wasn't called slavery before. If you want to be a special assistant, there are still more places to slave you. Well, wait a moment and help me hand over the documents to the planning department. By the way, let the people in the planning department get to know you. ." Fan Shengnan didn't tell her, holding the coffee, "You send it to President Fu, or should I send it in?"

   "Sister Fan, send it off, I'll go to work first. My uncle and I agreed that we have a normal working relationship in the company, and I won't disturb his work."

   She won't run to disturb Fu Zhiyan, she has to become stronger and become so powerful that she can take on the position of special assistant.

   "Okay." Fan Shengnan was very satisfied with her clearness, "The things are on my table, I'll go get the coffee first."

She thought about it and then said, "Forget it, you wait for me to go with you. I thought about you going to deliver the documents alone, and people don't know who you are, so it's not good. I'll take you around the company and let you Familiar face."

  Han Xiaoye couldn't ask for it, "Okay."

  Fan Shengnan quickly delivered the coffee, and led Han Xiaoye down while Andy was still letting someone prepare a work table for Han Xiaoye.

   They first went to deliver the documents, and then Fan Shengnan took Han Xiaoye around the company's various departments, and introduced the new special assistant to the president's office to the bosses of each department.

  Han Xiaoye came in without going through the personnel department. Once she came in, she was still the most mysterious and desirable CEO office. Plus she was beautiful, other people must have ideas.

In fact, so far, few people in the company have actually seen Fu Zhiyan. Many people don't know whether their boss is tall or short, fat or thin. Only directors and big bosses in the department can see Fu Zhiyan. Boss, absolutely number one. But these people have never been tight-lipped about the president's information, not revealing it at all. It was only vaguely said that it was missed. Everyone knew that the president was a man, and everything else was unknown.

   Anyway, under the leadership of the president, their wages and bonuses are rising steadily.

   Everyone knows that the president has a low-key personality and doesn't like to be in contact with strangers. Over time, no one will gossip about the mysterious CEO anymore. But as soon as Han Xiaoye appeared today, everyone's desire for gossip was obviously ignited.

   Fan Shengnan was walking with Han Xiaoye on his front feet, and someone on his back feet huddled together and whispered.

   "Hey, did you see it? I bet 500 on this woman, she must be the president's little lover or something."

   "Cut, what if it's a daughter?"

   "No way? If it's a daughter, she should go to the director's office. No matter how bad it is, you have to arrange for a minister Dangdang. Look at her, she's an imaginative CEO office. It must be a woman, a relationship between men and women!"

   "Not necessarily, this woman doesn't look like that kind of woman."

"What kind of woman looks like that kind of woman, wearing gold and silver? Dressing up fancy? Don't make trouble, now rich old men like this kind of pure **** type, the more pure the old man is. The more I like it. Like this, it is the type that old men like most at first glance. Didn't you see the statistics posted on Tianya some time ago? College students now have the highest proportion of those who are supported. "

   "I don't think so. I bet it's a relative or something. What if the president is sixty or eighty? Even if you want to support him, you have to have the ability to do that."

   "Okay, I'll bet with you. Anyway, I have an intuition that our president is a young man. Bet 500 to come?"

   "I want one, I bet on relatives."

   "I think Nan Nan is right, I bet on my lover."

  “…”

The people below    gambled mightily, and Han Xiaoye didn't know it at all. She followed Fan Shengnan to visit, which completely opened her eyes. I also fully understand how rich my husband is.

   By the time they came up, her desk had already been set up, and Fan Shengnan was exactly as she said, not being polite to her because everyone was an acquaintance. I gave her a few documents directly, let her get familiar with it first, and practice her hands. Han Xiaoye had to be as busy as a dog. He was sparred until the end of get off work, and there was still more to do.

   Fan Shengnan was indeed the boss of the devil, and stuffed all the documents into her arms, "Hey, take it back and give it to me tomorrow morning."

   "Sister Fan, do you want to be so fierce on the first day?"

   "What do you say? Well, that's it."

  Han Xiaoye wanted to cry without tears, holding the document and waiting for Fu Zhiyan to get off work.

  Fu Zhiyan added a little bit of work to do a little bit of work at hand. Like Han Xiaoye, there were still some things left to do. He also took his notebook with him.

   When the driver came to pick him up, he saw a strange phenomenon. The two people in the back seat were extremely quiet for the first time, burying their heads and doing their own business. Especially Han Xiaoye, the driver thinks that she likes to talk very much. This time, she didn't say a word on the way. She used the pen to write on the paper, not knowing what she was doing, and kept writing. The driver didn't want to disturb her, so he tried to drive the car as gently as possible to make it easier for her to write.

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  Rui City.

  The entire atmosphere of the Han Group was frozen to freezing point. People walking came and went in a hurry, as if they were walking with their heads lowered, and the air pressure in the entire company was very low.

  In the conference room, Han Chengming, who always likes to pretend, smashed the teacup violently. The directors got up one after another, said to go first, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye. Only Han Junqing was left to sit there blankly, looking at his furious father, at a loss.

   "Dad, what should I do now?"

Han Chengming was already angry enough, but when he heard him ask, his anger rushed up, slapped the table, and stared at him, just like looking at his enemy, with scarlet eyes, "What should I do? Except you can ask There's nothing else I can do, right? How could I give birth to such a useless son as you? Ah? Sure enough, genes are inherited, and children born from junk genes are garbage."

  Han Junqing was scolded by him, his face flushed, especially when he heard Han Chengming scolding his mother, he was extremely angry.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at me for? Why, you're not convinced? Did I say something wrong? After so many years, what else would your brothers and sisters do other than cause me all kinds of moths? I hope you can be a little more reliable. As a result, after so many years, I let you join the Han Group for so long, what achievements have you made for me to see? Well, the company has been acquired, I think How long can I stay in the Han family without you?"