A good wife is a good routine, will the president take the bait?

Luo Qingkong's heart skipped a beat, she didn't speak any more, and she didn't even want to raise her head to face the man in front of her.

After a long time, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded on the floor tiles.

Looking up again, Young Master Li has already gone back in the direction he came from.

She is lost, maybe forever.

Back at the hotel, Luo Qingkong was already exhausted. She lay on the big bed, looking at the ceiling above her head, feeling indescribable.

Such days made her very tired, but she had no choice. All she could do was to hold on to everything about Li Shaojue, so that when Wen Shaoxue made a move in the future, she could win back the fatal round.

Early the next morning, before Luo Qingkong entered the company, he was stopped by the crowd outside.

"I heard that you are the young wife of the president of the Li Group, so may I ask if your current behavior is a betrayal?"

A microphone was abruptly held up in front of Luo Qingkong.

"Hello, I still want to ask, are you doing this to obtain the family property of the Li Group?"

Luo Qingkong never dreamed that she would become like this when she woke up.

Wen Shaoxue stood not far away and watched everything that happened here. The timing was just right, but she always felt that something was missing. She stood there and looked at Luo Qingkong, including the expression on her face.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to answer this matter." Luo Qingkong said, wanting to find a chance to leave here.

How could these wolf-like reporters give her such a chance to slip away without answering the question?
"Miss Luo."

The voice behind her made Luo Qingkong cover her ears, and she was about to go crazy.

Seeing the timing, Wen Shaoxue threw the coffee in his hand into the trash can, walked quickly a few steps, grabbed Luo Qingkong's hand, and walked towards the company.

Luo Qingkong, who was already disturbed by these voices, was suddenly grabbed by something, and she instinctively reacted, could it be Li Shaojue's hand.

The moment her fingertips touched her, Luo Qingkong knew that this time, she was disappointed again.

Li Shaojue's hand didn't feel like this.

Although she didn't want to believe that this was Wen Shaoxue's rescue, but she was like this, standing in front of her, shoved and shoved in a mess, but she didn't care.

"How is it? Are you not injured?" Wen Shaoxue asked with concern.

"It's okay." Luo Qingkong shook her head and walked towards the inside of the building.

"These gossip reporters are like this, and they don't feel annoying when they look at them normally, but when things happen to me, they still feel a little annoyed." Wen Shaoxue explained the matter.

The man behind him followed Wen Shaoxue closely.

"Can't such a small matter be done well? I said, to ensure the safety of the clear sky." As she said, Wen Shaoxue focused her eyes on the man behind her.

Inexplicably, he was blamed, and he still didn't react, but he nodded decisively: "Okay, Miss."

"It's okay, I will pay attention to such things in the future, so you don't need to worry about it." Luo Qingkong apologized, these things were not Wen Shaoxue's obligation in the first place.

"You helped me with things. I don't want you to be in any danger. Today's incident may have something to do with the company's recent business. The supplier didn't get the money, so that's why I made such a write-up." Shaoxue explained.

"Didn't get the money?" In Li's Group for so long, this is the first time I heard such a thing as arrears of money.

"I have temporarily contracted out the wages for this matter, and the money has already been transferred, but with them, it may need to be turned around." Wen Shaoxue said seriously.

It seemed that she had done nothing wrong in this matter.

But Luo Qingkong still couldn't understand why it had to be so troublesome when it was obvious that it would be fine to pay directly.

Back in the office, Luo Qingkong sat on the chair, thinking about what Wen Shaoxue said just now. If this is true, there must be other reasons for it, definitely not just such a simple matter.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingkong dialed the finance number.

"The vice president's office needs to check the company's accounts at the end of the month. Send me a report for the current month before leaving get off work." After speaking, Luo Qingkong hung up the phone.

Topics related to money will always attract extra attention. At this critical juncture, money is the best breakthrough for Li Shaojue to regain everything he once owned.

Not long after, the accountant sent someone to send over all the reports. Luo Qingkong closed the blinds and sat in the office to study these troublesome figures.

Luo Qingkong graduated from a Chinese major. Compared with words, these numbers seem to have magical powers. She feels drowsy just by looking at them, but she has to look at them. Maybe there is something she wants hidden in them.

After several cups of coffee, Luo Qingkong tried to hold on to his drowsiness, after reading the data, he finally found a problem in it.

Every time Li's Group needs to send money, the money will not be transferred directly, but through an overseas account. As for the final movement, it is considered to be over in this overseas account.

Seeing the disadvantages, Luo Qingkong didn't have time to think about it, opened the mailbox she had registered long ago, sent the content to Li Shaojue's private mailbox, turned off the computer, and threw the paper data into the shredder.

Everything was done very cleanly, but Wen Shaoxue could not escape Wen Shaoxue's eyes.

Wen Shaoxue was watching such a big financial matter personally, how could such a small move by Luo Qingkong escape her eyes.

Just after finishing everything, the phone on the desk rang, and Luo Qingkong felt a little flustered.

"Hello, Vice President's Office."

"Qingkong, it's me. If you have time, come to my office." Wen Shaoxue said on the phone.

Luo Qingkong agreed, turned around, glanced at the desk, and then left in peace.

In the CEO's office, Wen Shaoxue was sitting on the sofa. A suit is always a symbol of temperament, but Luo Qingkong saw Wen Shaoxue as a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" Luo Qingkong asked with a smile.

Wen Shaoxue handed the freshly brewed tea to Luo Qingkong: "I just took a nap in the office and had a dream. I felt a little uncomfortable, so I want to talk to you over here."

"Oh? Am I your hand-picked psychological counselor?" The expression on Luo Qingkong's face has not changed since entering the door.

It's stiff, but it doesn't seem to make a difference.

Wen Shaoxue has been staring at Luo Qingkong, no matter what her expression is, she will not let go of any detail.

"You are the person I trust the most. In this city, I can't find another person I can trust." Wen Shaoxue leaned on the sofa and said seriously.

"You are too tired. Long-term mental stress will make you tired."