President Fu's new wife

Chapter 29 Calling My Wife

Zhuo Xing looked at the box and signed it and asked curiously, "Do you know the sender's name?"

The young man smiled slowly: "It's a man, I don't know his name, I'm a delivery man from a nearby shopping mall."

Zhuo Xing nodded and didn't ask any more questions, and the colleagues around him also started to stretch their heads curiously.

When the inside was a pair of light blue leather shoes with flat heels, her eyes lit up and she liked this style very much, but she couldn't help but wonder when she wore it on her feet. Who would give her such a gift?

Colleagues stood beside her and began to discuss: "Zhuo Xing, something is wrong, have you got a boyfriend? Who would spend thousands of dollars to buy you a pair of shoes in this ordinary relationship?"

She smiled bitterly, she really didn't know who it was.

"Yeah, I saw this pair of shoes in the nearby shopping mall the other day, and they cost more than 800 yuan. I heard that the designer of these shoes is very attractive."

She thought it was just a pair of shoes.

But it is very comfortable to wear on the feet, and she thought about buying it herself. My mother called and said that she can no longer wear high heels now. She wore flat shoes for a few days, but she always felt uncomfortable, so she changed them again.

It is more confident to stand taller, but today she does not feel unconfident anymore, and she still feels good wearing it out at noon.

An Gu was ashamed because he never gave her a decent gift, he only gave her a portrait, he didn't have much money, he just knew how to draw and had a stable job.

While eating, her mobile phone rang, and she picked it up to take a look: "Do you still like the shoes?"

She was surprised, but she didn't look back, and she was also curious about why he gave a gift suddenly, but she wanted to think about it, and it was impossible for her to suppress some fantasies habitually.

"Did your boyfriend send a message to check the post?" A colleague said ambiguously.

After dinner, she was called to the office by the leader: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you tell me to go in this interview? How busy are you that you want other colleagues to go for you?"

She was slightly annoyed, she didn't ask anyone to go for her, that person just wanted to go.

"You go there with the camera crew this afternoon." The leader gave the final order, pointing his pretty finger at the table: "If you dare to make excuses to see how I can deal with you?"

The prestige of their leaders is that they never say who to fire, only how to deal with them. Her way of dealing with people is first-rate. Once a colleague committed this problem, she asked him to drink diet pills, and they would feel uncomfortable after taking diet pills. The feeling of not being able to eat or sleep well was simply worse than death, and the little girl never dared to live it again.

But Zhuo Xing has always been special in the newspaper office, otherwise she would not be able to sit in such a position and interview so many celebrities in such a short time.

Zhuo Xing pursed his lips and didn't speak, why should it be so troublesome to interview him, they have to meet every day, just go back to interview him at night.

But business is still business.

Of course Su Qin was angry, but when the leader taught her a lesson, he insisted that Zhuo Xing didn't want to go.

Zhuo Xing went downstairs to his company with the photographer, and the front desk lady reacted quickly when she saw her: "Miss Zhuo, are you here to find the president?"

Zhuo Xing remembered that the girl wanted to stop him last time, and smiled: "Yes, our newspaper office has made an appointment in advance."

The service desk checked the records and immediately sent her up in person.

Ling Yue was still on the phone, saw Zhuo Xing coming with a strange man, and quickly finished the call after seeing the record, the front desk said: "Secretary Ling, these two are from the newspaper office."

"I see, go get busy." Ling Yue said softly, then nodded to Zhuo Xing: "The president is in a meeting, can you two wait a moment?"

Zhuo Xing didn't speak, just stood beside him with a faint smile.

Ling Yue nodded to the photographer brother, then continued to work with his head down, but accidentally saw the ring on Zhuo Xing's finger, and Fu Zhi also had a ring on his hand.

"Miss Zhuo's ring is not bad!" Ling Yue raised his eyes slightly and praised her with a smile.

Zhuo Xing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Thank you!" Not much to say, this woman didn't know what to say, she remembered the first time she went to Fu Zhi's place to find him and Ling Yue was cooking porridge for him.

Such a virtuous female secretary, of course the wife of the main house doesn't like it.

Zhuo Xing couldn't say whether he likes this woman or not, because although she is Fu Zhi's wife, she just had a one-night stand, and nothing happened afterwards, if he hadn't kissed her suddenly.

Thinking of that sudden kiss, she pursed her lips slightly, and was talking about Fu Zhi and Yan Lian coming from the corner, when she saw her standing there and walking past: "Why don't you go in and wait?"

She just smiled and didn't speak, his secretary didn't let her in, how dare she peep into his office?

Ling Yue got up: "You didn't come back, they are a newspaper again."

Fu Zhi glanced at her without saying a word, then pulled Zhuo Xing into the room, led Zhuo Xing in, then backed out, and said to Yan Lian, who was about to follow in, to the photographer: "Idlers, please do not enter!"

With that indifferent look, it seemed that he didn't know anyone else.

Surprised, Yan Lian cursed inwardly for marrying a daughter-in-law and forgetting his brother.

The photographer's eyes were about to pop out. Did the boss just bring their social flower into it?
Ling Yue was even more dazed as he stood there. Idlers are not allowed to enter?
Just now, his eyes clearly disliked her for not being considerate in her work, but she was just following the way many newspapers came to deal with her, but this time he was obviously very unhappy.

Ling Yue sat back in his seat to work again, Yan Lian looked down at Ling Yue's arrogant face but just smiled helplessly, then said to the photographer: "I'll take you to the conference room and wait."

"What would you like to drink?" He put her on the sofa and asked her.

The voice is very gentle, never heard such a gentle voice.

Zhuo Xing even had a momentary illusion that this man was his own man.

But in the end she just smiled faintly, looking at the people sitting beside her: "Let's do the interview first."

He didn't speak, just looked at her coldly, still sitting beside her, leaning inside as if trying to see through her, at this time Zhuo Xing usually smiled very modestly: "Then give me a glass of plain water, I The current situation..." There is no need to go into depth.

He got up and went out: "Go and warm a glass of milk."

Ling Yue thought he had heard wrong, but when he looked up, he had already closed the door.

Zhuo Xing felt that he was so strange that he asked that woman to heat her milk.

He sat back beside her again, at that moment she had the urge to jump up and flee to the single sofa not far away, but she held back, just sitting together, why bother so much.

"I thought you wouldn't come." He said with a smile, a little lazy, but he felt very comfortable.

"I thought I wouldn't use it, but my colleague has always admired you." She also said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)