President, my wife refuses to admit that she is pregnant with your baby.

Chapter 17 Secretary Ran has a bigger temper than me

Chapter 17 Secretary Ran has a bigger temper than me
For two days in a row, Mo Xiaoran didn't pay much attention to Han Cunxiao. Send the document to him, not willing to say a word more, let alone look at him more.

Han Cunxiao felt uncomfortable and complained about Qian: "Secretary Ran has a bigger temper than me."

Qian Kai scratched the back of his head: "Mr. Han, if I were... I would also have a bad temper."

"Huh?" Han Cunxiao glared at Qian Kai.

Qian Kai couldn't help but shrink his neck and whispered:

"Secretary Ran... The whole family's livelihood depends on her. She is pregnant, but she doesn't dare to slack off at all. She also wants to help that family named Chengcheng. I spent 50,000 yuan to compensate you for a shirt the day before yesterday... It's strange that I'm not very angry. "

The more Han Cunxiao listened, the angrier he became, and he shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

The money slipped out of the door quickly.

"stop!"

Han Cunxiao roared.

Qian Kai's feet were hanging in the air, unable to move forward, and he was breaking out in cold sweat.

Let people tell the truth. It's the same as killing others.

He returned to Han Cunxiao with his head drooping and said, "Mr. Han, I don't know anything else."

Han Cunxiao asked coldly: "How much does she need to spend?"

Qian Kai was confused for a while. How did he know how much it would cost to burn the secretary?
"She made some investments, and it will take some time for the profits to come back." Qian Kai regretted telling the story about Secretary Ran so directly. Those were not what Secretary Ran said to him, they were what he overheard or learned. For example, Secretary Qian’s investments were also known through chatting.

"Money, from now on, you can make Secretary Ran earn at least one million every month." Han Cunxiao ordered coldly.

Qian Kai was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Han, do you think I am you? Just use your brain and earn tens of millions of dollars?
Where can I get Secretary Ran to make so much money?

One million a month, ten million in ten months, and a billionaire in ten years.

Han Cunxiao seemed to see through his mind and said coldly: "If you can't make money, I'll make up for it. Let her feel it. Just get the income from her investment."

Qian Kai opened his mouth, can he still do this?

So in the next few months, Qian Kai thought of various ways. Let Mo Xiaoran "make" money.

In the afternoon, Mo Xiaoran was respectfully invited to CEO Ren Xun's office.

"Secretary Ran, please sit down." Ren Xun is thirty-five years old, of medium height, with a slightly bald forehead and a dignified appearance. He is an old employee of the Han Group.

As soon as he saw Mo Xiaoran come in, his smile turned into a flower. Words, actions, indescribable ironing.

Mo Xiaoran felt uncomfortable in her heart when she saw his smile.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

"Mr. Ren, tell me if you have anything to say." Recently, senior executives like to chat with Mo Xiaoran when they have nothing to do. There are a lot of twists and turns, and the general meaning is to let her say a few nice words in front of Mr. Han. It made her very annoyed.

Ren is always an old fox.

Want to trick her too?

Mo Xiaoran kept an eye on it.

"Secretary Ran, take a look at this and sign it." Ren Xun handed Mo Xiaoran a pen and a stack of documents.

Labor Contract?

"Secretary Ran, your contract has expired. According to company regulations, renew it." Ren Xun smiled and glanced at the contract.

Sign a contract and he will set it up like a trap.

Mo Xiaoran couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The contract must be signed.

She opened it and took a look, her eyes suddenly opened wide, ten years?
Is that wrong? Except for employees who own shares in the company, how can any employee sign a ten-year contract?

"Mr. Ren, sign for one year." Mo Xiaoran didn't want to stay in the Korean Group forever. If you come back again and work as a secretary for the rest of your life, the hardships of your previous life will be in vain.

Mr. Ren's eyebrows instantly became tangled, and he said with a smile: "Secretary Ran, this is a benefit for outstanding employees. In the company, there are only a few people who have such an honor, and you are one of them."

"Whoever wants to give it to whom?" Mo Xiaoran put the contract in front of Ren Xun: "Mr. Ren, please fill it out again."

"Secretary Ran, haven't you looked at the salary section? It increases every year!" The envy in Ren Xun's eyes almost flowed out.

"I won't sign." Mo Xiaoran said simply and turned around to go out.

Ren Xun is anxious! Mr. Han confessed that he could not sign Secretary Ran, so he packed up and left. Mr. Han, Mr. Han, everyone in the company knows that you like Secretary Ran, so why don’t you just marry her back? Why do you put so much effort into it?
Seeing Secretary Ran walking out the door, Ren Xun became anxious: "Secretary Ran, please wait!"

"Huh?" Secretary Ran turned around and glanced at Ren Xun coldly.

"Secretary Ran, all the senior staff have signed. It's just you. If you can't complete the company's tasks, I will be fired."

"I have an elder and a younger one. My younger daughter is in poor health and is in the hospital 365 days a year. You pity me."

After saying this, his eyes filled with tears.

"What happened to your little daughter?" Mo Xiaoran roughly remembered that his daughter was only three years old.

"Leukemia." Ren Xun's eyes turned red. It took him half a year to move into his luxurious new house, but his daughter still fell ill due to excessive formaldehyde. Regret endlessly.

These words stung her nerves deeply. Dots of faces of her son from her previous life appeared in front of her eyes, stirring her heart little by little.

How much pain can a three-year-old child endure?
Han Cunxiao said that he would indeed fire people. If Ren Xun leaves the Han family, her daughter's medical expenses will really be a problem.

The current economic situation is not good.

"Mr. Ren, what will be the consequences if I terminate the contract midway?" Mo Xiaoran had his own plan.

"Apply three months in advance, as long as the work handover is clear, nothing else." Ren Xun, the old fox, stared at Mo Xiaoran even more pitifully.

The usually majestic CEO was so weak in front of her now.

"sign."

Mo Xiaoran glanced at the contract briefly and signed his name fluently.

After seeing the final stroke of writing, Ren Xun felt relieved.

The tears in his eyes were not yet dry, and his face was already smiling like a flower.

Secretly thanked Mo Xiaoran ten thousand times.

Han Cunxiao showed a satisfied smile when he saw the photo contract sent to him by Ren Xun.

The walk upstairs from the CEO's office was filled with smiles and flattery.

A pair of cold eyes followed her footsteps.

Bei Shuang.

"Xiaoran, wait." Bei Shuang caught up with Mo Xiaoran.

"Please call me Secretary Ran." Mo Xiaoran looked into her eyes coldly and moved his gaze to her belly, with a hint of sarcasm inadvertently passing through his mouth. He stepped back a little, and the surveillance camera could be clearly seen.

The child in her belly is just her weapon. I don’t know who she will use it against in this life.

"Xiaoran, we are good friends. We had some misunderstandings before, don't take it to heart." Bei Shuang tried to pull her arm.

"Misunderstanding?" Mo Xiaoran suddenly remembered that every meal she treated her to and every cup of coffee she drank in her previous life pushed her into the abyss and made her life worse than death. Is there such a tragic misunderstanding?

"Yeah, we will still be good sisters from now on." Bei Shuang nodded eagerly.

"Miss Bei, do you have any misunderstanding about the word "good sister"?" Mo Xiaoran said coldly.

(End of this chapter)

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