My Wife is a Workaholic

It is cool in late autumn.

Zu Jin wore a black suit and stepped on pointed high heels. His tall and thin figure walking on the street caused many passing pedestrians to look back.

But she seemed to be numb to all this a long time ago, talking to the secretary extremely fast as she walked.

The secretary listened for a long time, but couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"According to the regulations, there were originally three days of marriage leave. Besides, people have not had a rest for almost a year, okay!"

Zu Jin spread his hands: "He has been busy for a year, but the day after tomorrow the chairman remarks on his merits and rewards him. He was not there when he was promoting employees, so no effort will be used in ordinary times!"

"Then you can't help remind the chairman of the board the day after tomorrow, eldest sister, they got married!"

The two stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, looking at the expectant eyes of the secretary, Zu Jin's expression was as cold as a soulless robot.

There seemed to be a few words rolling in her eyes: Whoever dares to ask for leave will die!

The secretary pushed open the glass door angrily: "You will definitely die alone in the future!"

It was not once or twice that he was cursed by his subordinates like this. Zujin shrugged his shoulders to show that it didn't hurt or itchy.

Turning to follow up, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

When I picked it up, it was from the R&D department again.

The voice of the subordinates in the phone was excited: "Mr. Jin, the bug has been solved, and these parts will definitely be available at the end of December!"

Zujin: "I see, you continue to cheer, and report any questions to me in time."

There was a lot of talk about it, probably because that part has been modified hundreds of times since the beginning of the year, and it finally passed the review this time. I'm so excited.

Although Zujin acted swiftly and swiftly, it was not good for him to hang up the phone because he was hungry.

Standing at the door of the hotel, she kept her trouser pocket in her trousers pocket and responded to her subordinates in the phone from time to time, but she kept looking across the road.

Because on the opposite road, there is a tall man wearing a white shirt and trousers. His temperament looks different from that of the pedestrians passing by. Although he is too far away, Zu Jin can’t see his appearance, but I can feel that this person is definitely not an ordinary employee.

The man was holding coffee in one hand and his mobile phone in the other hand and kept swiping.

In the end, he didn't take a few steps, and he didn't know what he was stepping on. When he shook his figure, most of the coffee spilled out, and the trousers were directly soiled.

He shook his head, looking helplessly, drank the rest, then threw the coffee cup into the trash can, and then began to turn his pockets as if looking for tissues.

Turns left and right but didn't find it. He might give up, so he wanted to take out his phone and continue to use it.

However, with the phone in his left hand, he kept flipping through the pockets of his suit jacket and trousers.

Finally, when he realized that the phone was in his hand, he immediately turned his head and looked around, and saw that passers-by hadn't noticed his embarrassment, so he pinched the bridge of his nose and continued walking forward.

Walking down the road, he performed a lively mime with a sense of joy.

Zujin bit his lip like a convulsion, and did not laugh out loudly, otherwise the men in the phone would definitely be frightened.

Fortunately, his subordinates finally finished speaking at this time. After hanging up, Zujin glanced across the road.

The man had left the place and walked into a building not far away.

Coincidentally, that building is the Qiyu Group where Zujin worked.

Zu Jin recalled the management of the group, she really had no impression of this man.

Even if it did, she would have been fired by her a long time ago.

According to her request, she would never allow the management under her to appear such a sloppy person.

But maybe it's just an ordinary employee.

What did she wonder so much for?

Strange and weird!

But this is just a small episode in daily life. Zujin has countless official duties to deal with every day, so there is no idle time to keep thinking about these.

After a busy day, night fell, and Zujin had a small chamber of commerce charity party to attend.

In order to get the qualifications for the party, she threw thirty million yuan into a charity organization in the name of the group, and ‘low-key’ two hot searches, which can be said to be very costly.

And her purpose in doing this is to get a co-investor for important projects planned by the group.

At the same time, this matter is also related to the board's evaluation of her.

After all, a woman sits in the position of the president of their group, and if she doesn't pierce her nose and eyes, then no one will feel comfortable.

Wearing a black deep V dress, Zujin couldn't help complaining again before getting off the car.

"Don't pick me this tight skirt next time, or I will suffocate and die sooner or later."

Xia Tong sat next to her and kept her hair straightened.

"These are all picked by the stylist. They are agile and feminine. Besides, you wear them so beautifully."

Zujin sucked his belly and glanced at his female secretary: "I think the stylist is just to torture me!"

Xia Tong curled up her mouth with a devilish smile: "If you eat less carbohydrates a few times, you won't feel suffocated."

No partners are allowed at this party.

But Zujin has long been familiar with how to deal with such occasions. After receiving a glass of champagne from the waiter, in just an hour, she greeted most of the unfamiliar people present, and said hello. Then handed over the business card.

In fact, a real upper-class person only needs to brush his face, and she, an upper-class wage earner, has to greet her with a bow before handing out the business card.

After a lap, Zujin, based on his usual experience, planned to let himself quietly relieved so that he could meet the more important second half.

She walked to the table with drinks and fruit snacks, and seemed to unintentionally pick up a small piece of apple and put it in her mouth, but she still kept her eyes vigilant at all times to prevent herself from missing opportunities to contact important people.

But looking around, she found an interesting scene.

I saw a familiar figure standing less than five meters away from her.

That man was the same man she saw on the side of the road downstairs in the group in the afternoon.

And this time he didn't forget to bring a tissue, he forgot to bring his business card.

Oh my god.

Zujin was screaming for him deep in his heart.

Is there anything worse and sadder than this! ?

On such an important occasion, how many people couldn't get in with their heads squeezed, but he squeezed in without a business card?

What is this like?

It's like a social animal who bought a lottery ticket and won the first prize of hundreds of millions in accident, but when he went to receive the prize, he found that the lottery ticket was lost.

If it was her, Zujin would have to vomit blood by this stupid behavior she did.

The man's clothes were much more formal than in the afternoon. The suit was actually custom-made by hand, and he was standing there, and he looked more upright and upright.

But the person who asked for the business card walked up to him and stretched out his hand. His smirk made Zujin look like he was being executed in public.

The most terrible thing is that one person left without success, and another person passed by.

He smiled again and waved his hand to indicate that he did not bring his business card, and then, presumably to prevent one after another from being hit up, he simply walked directly to the back garden of the party.

Everyone here is still socializing endlessly in laughter, and Zu Jin is naturally one of them.

After the unveiling ceremony of the party's most important charity donation amount, everyone finally fell silent.

In the dark, Zukin sat in his seat and sipped a sip of champagne.

Her heart was scratched a few times by her little hand, and she kept itching.

She is cruel and ruthless in the eyes of the employees, and in the eyes of the secretary Xia Tong, who has worked with her for five or six years, she is a workaholic who is cold outside and hot inside, not close to a man.

But in fact, only her two girlfriends who have been playing since childhood know that, in fact...

In fact, she really is not that she is not close to men, but she only likes men who look gentle and elegant.

To be more blunt, she is only interested in men who seem to be well-behaved and bully.

Since she was in college, she has talked about two love affairs.

The two ex-boyfriends, without exception, are of the kind who only follow her.

Later, because of some force majeure, everyone broke up peacefully. After so many years of feelings, Zujin thought he would really be destined to die alone, just like Xia Tong said.

It seems that there are still some gains tonight.

Zujin raised his eyebrows and couldn't help holding up another glass of champagne.