Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

After adding WeChat with the design director, Ruan Xiya left Huachen Company in a happy mood.

After driving home, she directly sent messages to the two companies that she called earlier, rejecting the interviews tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

He Jingyuan came back suddenly that night. Because Ruan Xiya had passed the interview, she was in a good mood. It was rare that she didn't trouble him, and she didn't ask him to get out.

In a flash, it was Sunday, and until Sunday night, when Ruan Xiya was looking for the clothes to wear to the company on Monday, the phone on the bed suddenly rang.

The call was from Huachen Company.

"Hey?"

"Hi, is this Ruan Xiya?"

Ruan Xiya was a little dazed, and she didn't understand why the company still called at such a late hour.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"That's right, Ms. Ruan. I'm very sorry. After carefully reading your resume, the president of our company thinks that you are not a good match for the position that our company currently lacks..."

Before she finished speaking, Ruan Xiya's face turned completely pale.

She tightly clutched the bed sheet under her body, interrupting the meaningless greetings of the person opposite.

"You can directly say what it is."

"That's right, we're sorry, you didn't pass the interview, and you won't come to the company tomorrow."

Ruan Xiya's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, and she bit her mouth tightly to prevent herself from yelling at the person on the other side of the phone.

Hanging up the phone directly, Ruan Xiya sat on the bed and thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out what the problem was.

After taking a few deep breaths, she stood up abruptly, and hung up her clothes in the closet with a blank expression.

The screen of the phone on the bed lit up, showing that a new WeChat message had come in.

Ruan Xiya clicked on WeChat and saw the design director's long WeChat, raised her eyebrows in astonishment.

"Shiya, I just found out about you, I'm sorry. I've inquired about your matter with the company's internal personnel. You...have you offended someone?"

Ruan Xiya bit her lips tightly, and read the design director's WeChat several times with her eyes flushed, before she frowned and clicked to open the input box.

"I want to know what happened and why. I want to hear the truth."

The design director's WeChat reply was very slow, until Ruan Xiya thought she would not reply to WeChat, and the other party sent a photo.

As soon as the photo was opened, Ruan Xiya's eyes turned red instantly.

The scene of meeting Bai Wanrou during the day seemed to be right in front of my eyes.

"What do you think, how about making it public online?"

Seeing that Ruan Xiya didn't reply for a long time, the other party sent another message.

"Although I don't know the authenticity of this incident, I can also see that someone deliberately doesn't want you to find a job. If you don't find out this person, I think, if you look for a job later, you must still You will encounter such a situation. Shia, you are very talented, I hope you will not give up the design industry."

After Ruan Xiyahong sent a message to the design director to express her gratitude, she collapsed on the big bed.

She didn't expect that Bai Wanrou would be able to do this.

As expected, she was too indulgent towards Bai Wanrou!
Just as he was thinking, the phone in his palm suddenly vibrated.

The person who sent the message was from an unfamiliar number, but just by glancing at the content of the message, Ruan Xiya guessed that this message must have been sent by Bai Wanrou.