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

Suddenly receiving an astronomically huge inheritance and the management rights of a large company, Lan Xinhui felt that she was knocked out by the big pie that fell from the sky.

When she came home from get off work in the afternoon, she was still feeling groggy.When changing trains at the Qingzhu overpass, she got on the wrong train and didn't know it.

When she found out that she had taken the wrong train, she had already passed a station, and there was no car she wanted to take at that station, so she had no choice but to walk back to the Qingzhu Road overpass.

Feeling dizzy, as if she had no strength at all, Lan Xinhui was shaking when she walked.

She walked swaying at every step, thinking to herself mockingly: Is this what it feels like to be hit by a pie falling from the sky?Dizzy, limp, as if drunk?

However, thinking about what happened to me today, I was also drunk.

Lan Xinhui was walking on her own, while thinking, suddenly an electric motorcycle passed by her body, she was startled, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell to the side.

Suddenly, two pairs of powerful hands supported her, one left and one right.

"Secretary Lan, are you okay?" A familiar voice came, Lan Xinhui looked to the left, and saw Wang Zichen's handsome face.

Look at the right side again, needless to say, it is An Ji, Wang Zichen's special assistant.

"I'm fine, thank you!" Lan Xinhui said, trying to stand up straight, Wang Zichen and An Ji also let go of her hand.

"Let's see you off!" Lan Xinhui heard Wang Zichen say, she was a little surprised that he offered to see her off.But she couldn't see any special expression on his quiet face.

At this moment, Lan Xinhui felt very tired, she really wanted to find a comfortable place to sit down, or even lie down.Therefore, she didn't bother thinking about Wang Zichen's intention to send her off, and agreed to him.

The long black Rolls-Royce Phantom, both in appearance and interior, embodies the incomparable dignity of the royal car.Lan Xinhui never thought that one day she would be able to sit in such a car, even though she was just picked up for a ride.

When she got into the car, Lan Xinhui was suddenly in a daze, feeling so unreal.She felt that since she met Boss Xin, everything seemed so dreamy: suddenly she got the job that many people dream of, met someone like Wang Zichen...even, got a huge inheritance and the management of a big company like Xinrong Industry right.

Thinking of Mr. Xin, Lan Xinhui couldn't help but think of all the good things about him. Although she didn't get along for a long time, she always felt that he had become a respectable elder who guided her to grow up at work.

However, now, he has...

A tissue was handed to Lan Xinhui, and after she took it, she naturally raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.Only then did she realize that her eye sockets were full.

"Please be sorry." Lan Xinhui listened dumbly to Wang Zichen's words, and it took her a long time to realize the meaning of these words.

I couldn't help but secretly wondered: Isn't this used to comfort the family members of the deceased?Could it also be used to comfort employees who have lost their boss?

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui said, she was not sure if her response was right.

Afterwards, the carriage fell into silence, Lan Xinhui only felt dizzy and confused.I don't know what to say to Wang Zichen.

On the contrary, Wang Zichen quickly spoke again, and he asked, "Are you okay? I think your face is a little pale, do you want to go to the hospital?"