Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the university exams are over, and most students can't bear the desire to go home. As soon as the exams are over, some people pack their bags and catch the car that afternoon.

As a student in the city, Wen Qingyue could go home every day. She didn't feel the feeling of returning home, so she walked slowly through the crowd, walked out of the building and called Fu Han.

"Boss Fu, do you have time tonight? I invite you to dinner." She laughed, her tone not serious.

Fu Han twirled the signature pen with one hand, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up when he heard this, "You have time for an appointment." He can make time even if he doesn't have time.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, satisfied with his answer, "Okay, see you that night."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingyue opened the car window, and Jianying and the others walked over. Fang Xiaoyuan stepped forward and hooked her arm: "Yueyue, happy holiday, do you have any plans for the holiday?"

Wen Qingyue glanced at Wen Ziming, looked away, and replied, "Yes, work and make money."

After hearing her answer, several people were stunned, and Jianying bumped Wen Ziming's waist with her elbow, "Tsk, Wen Ziming, does your family not give Qingyue pocket money? You actually asked her to work part-time during the holidays."

Wen Ziming bent down and frowned slightly, "Are you short of money?"

He asked Wen Qingyue, also looking at her.

Although Wen Qingyue is married to Fu Han, her family should have enough money for her. It may not be much, but it is enough for her to spend. Besides, there is Fu Han, so she should not be short of money.

Wen Qingyue turned the car keys, "Short, who can think that there is too much money? Besides, it's boring not to find something to do during the holidays. The 20.00% shares that Dad gave me can't be taken for nothing."

Three people: "..."

A ten percent stake is okay.

For a long time, she was still a minority shareholder of her family, and what they wanted was for her to return to the company as the boss.

After being silent for a while, Fang Xiaoyuan asked curiously: "Wow, aren't you a little rich woman? However, your company is engaged in real estate sales and decoration, what are you going to do?"

At the same age, why does Wen Qingyue know everything, but she seems to be different in the world, why is there such a big difference between people?

Wen Qingyue was amused by her, and rubbed her head with her hand, "Let me just say it casually, whether you can enter my company and find a job depends on my father."

"I'm going on a trip during the holidays to take photos. I originally wanted to ask you out, but now it seems I can't." Fang Xiaoyuan said regretfully.

A few people chatted for a while, Wen Qingyue looked at the time, at five o'clock, Fu Han was about to get off work, and said: "I have an appointment for dinner, I won't be with you, goodbye."

She opened the car door and got in the car, Fang Xiaoyuan tilted her head to look at the two people beside her, "Who do you think she invited to dinner?"

"do not know."

"Tsk, it looks like you're with a boyfriend, you guys are so boring." Fang Xiaoyuan shook his head, watching Wen Qingyue drive away, and the idea of ​​finding a man to fall in love with also moved in his heart.

……

Half an hour later, a black Maybach pulled into the underground parking lot of the Fu Group. Wen Qingyue got off the car with the dessert and a cup of coffee bought on the way, put on her bag and took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor.

The front desk had already remembered her. Seeing that she was not stopped when she came in, he offered to ask someone to open a checkpoint for her and let her go upstairs.

All the way was smooth, and when entering the elevator, I ran into a few internal employees, all of whom looked at her quietly, seeing that she was on the floor to the CEO's office, and guessed her identity in their hearts.

Wen Qingyue didn't care. After getting out of the elevator, she strode towards the president's office, stopped by the secretary's desk, and put the dessert in her hand beside her, "Secretary Mo, is President Fu in the office?"

When Mo Hanshuang heard the woman's cold voice at first, he didn't realize who it was. He looked up and was stunned for a few seconds, with emotions in his eyes, before saying: "Yes, you can just go in."

"Okay, thank you. These are the snacks I bought by chance when I came here. Please share them with others. Thank you for your hard work." Wen Qingyue let go with a smile, turned and walked to the office, thinking that Mo Hanshuang's eyes just now were What's the meaning?

Mo Hanshuang seems to be afraid of her?They haven't met a few times in total, and haven't spoken a few words. Why?

She didn't see behind her, Mo Hanshuang casually placed the snacks she brought at the foot of the workbench.

"Secretary Mo, who was that just now? Why did you go straight into the CEO's office?" As soon as Mo Hanshuang put down his things, gossiping colleagues came to inquire.

Mo Hanshuang said calmly: "Mr. Fu's friend, are you sure you want to inquire?"

She moved Fu Han out, no one else would dare to inquire again, she immediately diverted her attention, looked under the table, and said with a smile: "That lady brought it just now, right? What good thing did she give? Isn't she chasing our boss and bribing you?"

The corner of Mo Hanshuang's mouth twitched, feeling speechless for this gossip colleague who couldn't read people's faces, "No!"

She picked up the bag of snacks and put them in front of her with no expression on her face: "It's for you guys, I don't have time to share it, please share it with everyone."

The colleague opened the snack bag and looked at it, and said happily: "It's really caring. After chasing Mr. Fu, he didn't forget to feed our employees. He is still beautiful and well-dressed, and he is a good match for Mr. Fu."

Snapped!Mo Hanshuang was furious, and slammed the document on the table, "Whether you are worthy or not depends on your appearance? You are too sloppy."

The colleague picked up a piece of branded chocolate from the snack bag and tore it open, then analyzed casually: "I am not careless, have you noticed what she is wearing? Although the color system is simple, the outfit is not cheap. Shoulder bags start at four figures."

She made a comparison, threw the chocolate into her mouth, chewed, and added vaguely, "Attention, the unit is ten thousand."

Mo Hanshuang's face was indifferent, and he didn't care, "What does that mean?"

"Tsk, Secretary Mo, you said that you are quite capable of handling affairs, why don't you understand?"

The colleague shook his head, "This shows that she is a daughter, a famous lady, a member of Mr. Fu's circle, good taste, young and beautiful, with a good family background, and good at dealing with others. They all came to the company to find Mr. Fu. I guess it's a bit of a mess .”

"Hey, there are differences between people. The snacks they eat are all social animals like me can't bear to buy."

Mo Hanshuang didn't speak, but unconsciously clenched the pen in her hand. The colleague had already brought snacks to the people in the next office area, and left her a few pieces of chocolate and fudge on the table.

The chocolate wrapping paper is very delicate. She has seen it on Fu Han's office desk and Fu Han's mansion. Fu Han, who has never liked sweets, has always prepared this kind of sweets in his office, home, and car. Woolen cloth?

Mo Hanshuang already had the answer in his heart, and he swept the pieces of chocolate and fudge into the trash basket expressionlessly, and continued to work with downcast eyes.

In the office, Wen Qingyue came in and Fu Han didn't look up, thinking it was a staff member, until he stood still in front of his desk, a white hand knocked on his desk, "Hey, Mr. Fu is so serious about his work?"

Fu Han raised his eyes, surprise flashed across his eyes, and said, "Why are you here?"