Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 994 Who is more jealous (3)

"Is there something wrong with the document?" Zhao Jiale took the document in his hand and planned to study it.

I only heard Secretary Zhang say: "There is something wrong with Mr. Tang's signature."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jiale opened the document and asked, "Why is there a problem with the signature? What did he sign?"

"I'm sorry." Secretary Zhang said.

"Why tell me you're right..."

Zhao Jiale opened the file, only to see three large characters written on the signature: I'm sorry...

Zhao Jiale took this document and asked Secretary Zhang, "This... is Mr. Tang's signature?"

"Yes." Secretary Zhang questioned.

"Are you going to take this document and send it to finance?"

Secretary Zhang wanted to remind him at the time, but Tang Ruochen was in a bad mood at the time, so he drove him out. Seeing Tang Ruochen's frosty face, he dared not go in again, looking at this document, wondering: "Mr. Zhao, or you Sign it."

Zhao Jiale took this document and said to Secretary Zhang: "I see, you can go to work first."

Then he knocked on Tang Ruochen's office door, walked in, put the documents on his desk, and solemnly said three words: "I'm sorry."

He said coldly without any waves: "Why do you say sorry?"

"It's up to you."

After speaking, Zhao Jiale pointed to his signature.

Seeing this, Tang Ruochen snatched the document away, intending to destroy the corpse: "Ask Secretary Zhang to print a new copy and send it here."

Zhao Jiale smiled and said: "What's the matter, I'm just curious, why didn't you sign Lan Weiwei's name, sign it! What are you thinking!"

Thinking of Lan Weiwei, Tang Ruochen leaned on the chair, unavoidably a little upset: "Go out if you have nothing to do."

He still has to think about how to explain it to Lan Weiwei, otherwise, Lan Weiwei will probably never give himself a good face in this life.

"Weiwei is still mad at you?"

Tang Ruochen didn't speak, only heard Zhao Jiale continue: "Just now Wei Wei's secretary called me, Wei Wei didn't even look at the flowers you sent over, so she asked the assistant to throw them out."

Tang Ruochen stared at Zhao Jiale coldly until Zhao Jiale felt uncomfortable. He explained: "It's not that I want to pick on her secretary, it's her secretary who wants to pick on me. If it wasn't for you, would I sacrifice my looks!"

As soon as the words finished, Tang Ruochen took the document and threw it at him. Zhao Jiale was smashed straight on his face, and took the document with the sorry sign on it, "Then do you still want to listen to her news..."

I only heard Zhao Jiale say: "She is having dinner with the person surnamed Shen, but... there is a reason. The person surnamed Shen went to see a client today, and he is just downstairs from Wei Wei's company, so he probably dropped by."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ruochen had already picked up his coat, and he looked at Tang Ruochen's back in surprise: "Where are you going?"

Tang Ruochen dropped a few words coldly: "Take my wife home."

Just at this time, Secretary Zhang walked to the door of the office with the reprinted document. Seeing Tang Ruochen passing by him, Zhao Jiale followed Tang Ruochen and was about to leave, but was stopped by Secretary Zhang: "Mr. Zhao...Mr. Tang, he... ...?"

"Mr. Tang took his wife home to take care of the children."

"The document..."

"Send it to my office." Zhao Jiale said.

……

"Wei Wei, your complexion is very bad, have you not slept well recently?"

Lan Weiwei forced a smile upon hearing this, "Xiaoxuan likes to make a fuss at night."

"The orangutan is too, now it has disrupted Xia Ning's biological clock."

After a while, Shen Jianan gestured with his hand: "Your eyes are swollen, have you ever cried?"

Lan Weiwei touched her eyes: "Oh, really? Maybe I drank too much water yesterday."

"He bullied you." Shen Jianan said in an affirmative tone, not a question.

Lan Weiwei was not very good at lying, and she couldn't force a smile in her current mood, she looked down at the dinner plate and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)