President, madam calls you for divorce

"Don't even say that."

Hearing An Mingyu's words, Wen Feixing's eyes moved slightly, and then the two started a secret discussion.

When Wen Feixing hung up the phone, he was in an extremely relaxed state. Even Fan Chen, who pushed the door open, was really shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

What happened to my boss?There are still so many shareholders to deal with outside, why is he sitting in the room secretly laughing?

Fan Chen couldn't figure it out no matter what, so he stopped thinking about it and coughed lightly twice before Wen Feixing's eyes fell on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Feixing's voice was still cold, unable to hear sadness or joy, while Fan Chen looked at him with the urge to cry.

What's going on?Could it be that his boss was forced to lose his memory?

It was stormy outside, but he was here as if nothing had happened. At this moment, Fan Chen hardly knew what else to say.

But when he looked in front of him, Fan Chen just blinked vigorously.

"Mr. Wen, those shareholders outside still want an explanation."

After being told by Fan Chencheng, Wen Feixing came back to his senses, "Tell them there is no need to be afraid of this matter, and it is getting late, you all go back and rest."

After Wen Feixing finished speaking, he got up and left the office. Looking at the door and the entrance of the office, Fan Chen was still in a daze.

What's going on with the company, if the stock price drops again, not to mention the shareholders, I'm afraid this matter will be shaken up and down in the country.

Now all the hot searches are discussing this matter, the public relations department is busy, and the rest of the people are trying to maintain the stock price, and they are issuing statements and press conferences. Everyone is spinning like a spinning top. Now what does my boss mean? Are you all stopping?Are you watching from behind?

Wen's stock continued to fall, Fan Chen had to be serious, this was related to his work, thinking about it, he hurried to catch up.

But there was no sign of his boss in the whole corridor, hehe, Fan Chenchen felt endlessly embarrassed.

He really didn't know when his boss developed such a good skill of scud, such a great skill disappeared without a trace.

Or was it that he was in a daze in the office for too long just now, and couldn't keep up with the pace of the leader.

Thinking of this possibility, Fan Chen rubbed the tip of his nose resentfully, and now he has no idea, so he can only follow Wen Feixing's orders.

When Wen Feixing's order was conveyed, everyone was stunned for a moment. Although they couldn't figure out why Wen Feixing did this, but everyone was a laborer and could get off work early. Who would refuse such a good thing?

The moment Fan Chenchen finished speaking, the entire office building of Wen's Group was vacated within 10 minutes.

It seemed that everyone was afraid that Wen's electricity would be wasted if they stayed longer.

It's really weird that the noisy office building has become like this all of a sudden.

But Wen Feixing didn't know about this, and now he has returned to Wen's old house.

It's only half a month before An Yuanyu's birthday, and Wen's parents will come back soon, but Wen Feixing has already moved here ahead of time.

Apart from the servants, only Wen Feixing is left here, and it doesn't feel good to be alone. Although Wen Feixing has lived alone in the villa these years, Wen Feixing just feels weird now.

This is not a good phenomenon, the more Wen Feixing thinks about it, the more irritable he feels, and he doesn't even want to continue thinking about the plan he already made.

Wen Feixing shook his head helplessly, then went back to the bed and lay down.

Although Wen Feixing lay down, he still tossed and turned.

It took an unknown amount of time before Wen Feixing fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Wen Feixing woke up on time, rubbing his eyes, Wen Feixing made his brain clearer.

Soon Wen Feixing came directly to An's Group in a car.

During working hours, An's Group has already seen people coming and going.

They are all migrant workers, and almost everyone is rushing upstairs to avoid being late for clocking in.

However, Wen Feixing's appearance here still attracted everyone's attention.

But everyone just glanced at Wen Feixing and left in a hurry. After all, there are many good-looking people, but the money in their hands is the real money.

So Wen Feixing arrived at An Mingxu's office smoothly.

Maybe Wen Feixing came too early, there was no one in An Mingxu's office.

Looking at the locked door, Wen Feixing had a complete headache.

Fortunately, Wen Feixing didn't wait here for too long, An Mingxu's secretary opened the door for Wen Feixing when he came over, and at the same time accompanied Wen Feixing attentively.

It is said that it is better to take care of Wen Feixing here, but in fact, it is actually monitoring Wen Feixing from the sidelines.

Moreover, the news that Wen Feixing appeared here reached An Mingxu's ears immediately.

When An Mingxu got the news, he ordered the driver to circle around the company.

An hour passed before An Mingxu dawdled back to the company.

At this time, Wen Feixing's expression could no longer be described as ugly.

It's just that An Mingxu pretended to be indifferent.

Seeing that his boss clearly did it on purpose, An Mingxu's assistant wiped his sweat secretly. It's still his boss who dares to offend anyone.

"What are you doing here? You must know that you are not welcome here!"

If the slap in the face just now was nothing, then this naked irony really made An Mingxu's assistant doubt his life.

At this moment, he really wanted to know what happened to his boss.

I had secretly sent him a message a long time ago, in order to let my boss arrive as soon as possible.

But this old man doesn't know what's going on, not only did he come late, but what he said was ugly, did someone say it just now?

If you think you died too late, you can directly say what it is to offend this living Hades.

An Mingxu's assistant's brain quickly unfolded a big drama, and then he stepped forward and dragged An Mingxu, signaling him not to say more.

But An Mingxu continued to test Wen Feixing's bottom line as if he hadn't received his signal.

"What are you still doing here? Waiting for me to treat you to dinner?"

He said this without hesitation, but his assistant was no longer just whining in his heart.

To be precise, he should regard death as home at this moment.

Sure enough, Wen Feixing's icy voice came over the next moment, "But I came here because I have something to tell you."

Wen Feixing's voice fell, and An Mingxu's assistant hurried up, "Mr. Wen, what's the matter with your presence?"

An Mingxu was very unhappy when he heard this.

The little assistant was terrified in his heart, it was too difficult for him, it was impossible to offend anyone, he did this entirely to help the boss, but what he got was his boss's sullen expression.

Now the little assistant didn't dare to speak.

Wen Feixing didn't care about the interaction with the person in front of him, and said directly, "Aren't you going to explain to me about Wen's stock?"