Chapter 2: she left and closed the door
She had to deal with his harem again. What a hassle, she thought.
Wen Xuxu muttered in his heart, and responded seriously, "I see, President."
Since becoming Yan Rusheng's secretary, what she does most often is to take care of his harem. This rascal is a real womanizer.
Arrived at the airport at 3 pm, Wen Xuxu departed at 2 pm. In an Audi Q7 presented by her company.
Although it is not yet rush hour, she still has a little delay on the road.
Arriving at the airport at 2:50 pm, she immediately parked the car and got out of the car with a bouquet of lilies.
She listened to Ouyang Qingqing's agent's instructions and rushed towards the door.
People usually send red roses to show their love. However, when Yan Rusheng was courting Fang Jiayin, he only sent lilies.
Fang Jiayin is still a special person in Yan Sanye's heart. To this day, if anyone mentions her name, he still gets angry.
When Yan Rusheng proposed to Fang Jiayin, he didn't know if he kept red roses for that special day in the future.
Just when she was lost in thought, she had reached the designated entrance.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Ouyang Qingqing surrounded by fans, clamoring for a group photo and autograph.
Her manager and security are maintaining order and paving the way for her.
Ouyang Qingqing walked with her head lowered, with a faint smile on her face.
Even so, Wen Xuxu still found her smile annoying.
The security escorted Ouyang Qingqing to the exit safely.
Wen Xuxu greeted her with a smile. "Miss Ouyang, President Yan sent me to pick you up."
She handed her the bouquet with both hands.
There was a hint of disappointment in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes for a moment, and then he concealed a smile. She stretched out her hands to take the flowers.
"Mr. Yan still remembers me during the busy schedule, which really makes me sad."
Her angelic sweet voice can melt the hearts of men and women.
Wen Xuxu was silent, but smiled instead.
She came to pick her up on behalf of her boss, but it wasn't her job to be polite.
Wen Xuxu didn't respond, Ouyang Qingqing's expression showed displeasure.
She glanced at her secretly and strode forward.
Her high heels are at least 10 centimeters high, and each heel is as thin as chopsticks.
Stepping on the ground, the sound of "dong dong" sounded.
Wen Xuxu was about to follow behind her when Ouyang Qingqing suddenly slipped down. "what!"
She twisted her foot.
Her agent quickly dropped her luggage and supported her. "Qingqing, are you alright?"
"I sprained my foot, it hurts." Ouyang Qingqing raised her hand
"Miss Ouyang, are you okay?" Wen Xuxu felt at first that he had no obligation to care for Yan Rusheng's girlfriend. Eventually, she decided to do so instead.
She stood beside Ouyang Qingqing and looked at her with concern.
A trace of coldness flashed in Ouyang Qingqing's eyes, and she looked at her agent.
The agent understood what she meant and turned to look at Wen Xuxu. "Secretary Wen, I heard that your grandpa used to do TCM massage. Can you help evaluate Ouyang's foot injury?"
Her attitude is very polite and sincere.
Wen Xuxu agreed immediately without hesitation. "certainly."
The Wen family has specialized in traditional Chinese medicine for generations. Having been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine when I was a child, I naturally learned some massage techniques.
She squatted down, holding her ankle with one hand and pressing lightly on her foot with the other. While massaging her feet, she kept asking Ouyang Qingqing if she was okay.
Ouyang Qingqing lowered his head and suppressed a condescending smile. She looked down at her from above.
...
"Wen Xuxu!"
Wen Xuxu had just finished brewing coffee and was about to take it to the president's office when he heard Yan Rusheng's voice.
She didn't bother to knock on the door and went in directly.
"Yes, Mr. Yan." She replied, walking up to Yan Rusheng and serving coffee with both hands.
She checked him quickly and came to a conclusion. Her boss is angry now.
However, she was used to his elongated face in the morning.
"Are you dumb?"
Yan Rusheng sat in his luxurious chair and glared at the woman opposite him. His eyes clearly wanted to strangle her.
The drawer on his right was not properly closed, and inside was stuffed with newspapers that Wen Xuxu bought before Wen Xuxu came today.
Wen Xuxu lowered his head and muttered softly, wondering what he did wrong again?
She had the urge to retort that he was a fool, and his whole family was stupid, but she stopped when she remembered that he was her boss.
She had to put away her pride.
Yan Rusheng noticed that her head was drooping and her cheeks were bulging. Unable to contain his anger, he drank the coffee cup instead.
Spit.
He spat out a sip of coffee almost immediately.
No...it was forcibly evicted.
Coffee splashed on the table, but unfortunately Wen Xuxu's face and white shirt also splashed with coffee.
She frowned and pursed her lips, looking like she had just tasted poop.
Yan Rusheng angrily threw the cup on the ground and shouted, "Wen Xuxu, are you trying to burn me to death?!"
The coffee is served immediately after brewing. Undoubtedly hot.
Wen Xuxu was indignant at this accusation and could no longer bear it. She raised her head and retorted: "The coffee is freshly brewed, so how can it not be hot? Why don't you let it cool before drinking it?"
Yan Rusheng was emotional and exclaimed, "Hey! Wen Xuxu, how dare you talk back!"
"Unreasonable." Wen Xuxu glared at him fiercely, then turned away proudly.
She finally understood a truth, that is - the boss cannot be spoiled. The more spoiled they are, the more jerk they become.
Yan Rusheng stared at Wen Xuxu's back, resisting the urge to throw the ashtray on the table her.
"return."
Wen Xuxu pushed the door open as if he didn't hear anything, and walked out of the room.
When she left and closed the door, Yan Rusheng's anger dissipated instead. He pulled the chair behind him and sat down lazily.
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