The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

On the second day's lunch, Wang Zichen ate with Ou Zijie and An Ji.

During the meal, Ou Zijie and An Ji gossiped, saying that a certain boss had a heart attack while making out with his mistress and almost died on the mistress' body.Fortunately, the mistress happened to know cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and she was lucky enough to save her life.

The two even joked with each other about this, saying that to find a woman in the future, not only must they be beautiful, but they must also know first aid.

Wang Zichen usually doesn't participate in jokes of this level, so just listen to them.

During work hours in the afternoon, secretary Liu Chan told him that Mr. Xin of Xinrong Industrial Co., Ltd. had a heart attack and was hospitalized, and asked if he wanted to send someone to visit him.

"Mr. Xin had a heart attack?" Wang Zichen was shocked: "How is it possible? I went to the suburbs with him yesterday afternoon..."

Speaking of yesterday afternoon, Wang Zichen suddenly remembered the "car shock" situation he saw yesterday afternoon, and then remembered the gossip Ou Zijie said about a certain boss who had a heart attack while making out with his mistress... The gossip could not be about them Bar? !

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation." Seeing that Wang Zichen fell into deep thought after speaking halfway through, Liu Chan continued, "I just called Xinrong Industrial to confirm what I heard about it when you met with Mr. Xin tomorrow."

"I see, you go out first!" Because Wang Zichen was still in deep thought, he forgot what Liu Chan had asked for instructions before.

"Then should we send someone to visit the hospital?" Liu Chan didn't forget to ask for instructions again, and added: "Xin is always our important client. According to the usual practice, at least the general manager should be sent to visit."

Wang Zichen pondered for a moment, and said, "Go and order flowers to send there first, and I'll go there after get off work."

Lan Xinhui was restless all day long.

After taking Xin Jinrong to the hospital with the ambulance yesterday afternoon, she immediately called Yao Yao to inform Mrs. Xin.Who knew that Mrs. Xin slapped her first when she came, and even scolded Mrs. Xin for being ill because of her.

Lan Xinhui tried her best to save Mr. Xin, but instead of being thanked, she was slapped and scolded for no reason, and felt very wronged.At that time, she rushed out of the hospital in a fit of anger.

Today, she has always regretted that she left without caring. She was even more worried when she heard that Mr. Xin was in danger of cardiac arrest.

Because she was grateful for Mr. Xin's kindness and worried about Mr. Xin's condition, she rushed to the hospital after get off work.

Before arriving at the hospital, Lan Xinhui could have expected that Mrs. Xin would not show her a good face, but she still did not expect that Mrs. Xin's attitude towards her was still so bad.

Tian Lirong, who came to open the door, stopped at the door of the ward, staring and angrily asked: "What are you doing here?"

"I'll come and see Mr. Xin." Lan Xinhui said softly, she understood that Mrs. Xin was in a bad mood because of her husband's sudden serious illness, and didn't take her bad attitude towards her yesterday and now to heart.

"Are you here to see if he is dead?" Tian Lirong sneered and said, "I'm disappointed, he still can't die now!"

"You, why do you say that?" No matter how kind and tolerant Lan Xinhui was, she couldn't help being annoyed: As Mrs. Xin's wife, how could this person say such unlucky words? !

"What me?" Tian Lirong reached out and pushed Lan Xinhui: "Why don't you get out?"

Lan Xinhui didn't watch out for her sudden action, the fruit in her hand was pushed and fell to the ground, when she wanted to bend down to pick it up, she was pushed again and stepped on a fruit.

She staggered and stepped on another fruit with her other foot. This time she couldn't stabilize her body and sat down on the ground.A fruit was touched by her, and it rolled away with a gulu.

Lan Xinhui's eyes followed the rolling fruit subconsciously, and saw that the apple stopped because it touched a pair of shiny black men's leather shoes.She looked up and saw long and straight legs wrapped in well-fitting black suit pants, then a white dress shirt, and then a handsome and extraordinary face—it was Wang Zichen!