Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

She turned her back to them at the moment, like a downcast.

And then she didn't hear any words. In just a few seconds, there was a sound of closing the door behind her.

It hit her heart heavily, as if all the insults of today finally broke out at this moment.

"Zhan Ruojun, I don't believe it, I want you to beg me to come back and take this position." Yan Feixue's eyes were shining, his nails were already deeply pinched into the flesh, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, and said When I said this, I carried unprecedented pride and confidence.

I will not lose.

It would be fine if a person with background and foundation came to take the position of art director, but it happened that Lianhua, an ordinary person who couldn't sit in the office chair in different girl movies.

Yan Feixue felt that this was too illogical, and she was so annoyed.

"I've been abroad for too long these years. Could it be that the domestic aesthetic standards are so low that it's outrageous?"

The more I think about it, the more irritable I feel, just like a doll that is dressed up brightly, but doesn't get the attention of others at all.

Yan Feixue stood in front of the large French windows, listening to the noise of the birds chirping outside, and thinking of the situation of the company, his heart was completely shattered.

"What should I do? Just tell Zhan Ruojun that he wants to be an art director? It's really embarrassing."

Anxious people don't care what kind of image they are at home, they are so irritable that they stomp their feet, and their hair is about to be blown by frantic hands.

"No! I say that Feixue has never missed what she wants, and the position of art director will not be handed over so easily!"

I heard that Lianhua and Zhan Ruojun have some ulterior friendship in private, so they can easily get this position.

It must have been a trick.

Then it's okay to use your brain and do the story behind it.

"Zhan Ruojun, it seems that I am not sorry for you! If you want to blame, you can blame that lotus."

The family background behind Yan Feixue should not be underestimated. She reached out to stroke the hair that fell in front of her when she lost her composure just now, and smiled charmingly.

"Hello, housekeeper? I need to trouble you with something."

A kind old man's voice came from the phone.

"Miss, you're being polite, just ask to come here."

Yan Feixue seemed a little nervous, and was also hesitating whether to speak or not.

Her palms were sweaty and wet, and she subconsciously grasped the snow-white chiffon shirt tightly.

"I would like to know who is managing the bank that is cooperating with President Zhan Ruojun, and how much money has been invested in their project?"

The old housekeeper was a little surprised when he heard his lady ask such a question, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it.

"Miss, if there is anything you need, you can just order it directly."

Yan Feixue thought that since she was one of her own people, beating around the bush would make things a lot more troublesome, so she said it directly.

"I want to use our family's relationship to cut off the bank's investment in Zhan Ruojun and let him arrange the position of art director for me."

The old man was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Feixue was a little scared. After all, the butler watched her grow up, so it might disappoint him.

"Miss, don't worry, I'll find someone to arrange it secretly, and I'll notify you immediately when it's done."

The hand that was holding on to the chiffon shirt just now was slowly released after hearing what the other party said, leaving a large sweat stain on his chest.

After saying yes, Yan Feixue let out a long sigh of relief, and stared blankly at the distant scenery without moving for a long time.

It took a long time before he came to his senses and said something in an inaudible voice.

"Lotus, oh lotus, you forced me! Let's see who can beat who!"

After saying that, he turned and walked to his bathroom, ready to take a good rinse.

After all, it is really a guilty conscience to do something cruel to a wicked person.

Yan Feixue didn't think too much about it now, she just wanted to relax. What she was looking forward to in her heart was a good show later on.

"Hey! Are you saying that you want to cut off the funding chain for our amusement park project? This is inappropriate, isn't it? It was a good idea? How about we talk about it?"

After the secretary received the call, he panicked, fidgeted, and walked around the office anxiously.

"What should I do? How can I explain this to the president? My God!"

The secretary was sweating profusely and didn't know what to do.

The sound of footsteps, step by step, was getting closer and closer, until they stopped beside him, but they still didn't know it.

"What should I do? What made you anxious?"

Zhan Ruojun approached the secretary and asked suddenly.

The secretary leaned back in fright and almost fell over.

"It's about the bank's divestment!"

Zhan Ruojun was very calm, as if he was listening to others talking about unimportant things.

"Yes, yes, how does the president know?"

The secretary stared at him with wide-eyed eyes. His own president is really amazing, and he knows things like a god!

"I also know that after a while, Miss Yan Feixue will come to find me!"

Zhan Ruojun stretched, and sent his secretary out to make a cup of black coffee to calm down.

I sat quietly and waited, waiting for the uninvited guests.

Not long after, Yan Feixue walked towards the office stepping on the height of hate, and the secretary who was drinking coffee in the tea room almost spit out, secretly admiring the power of his president.

"Zhan Ruojun, I think we have something to discuss."

Yan Feixue held his neck high, looking down at Zhan Ruojun, who was checking the data, like a proud big rooster.

"Oh? Ms. Yan Feixue actually has something to discuss with me in detail, what a blessing."

Zhan Ruojun didn't even raise his head to look at her, and casually sarcastically said.

Yan Feixue, who was used to being flattered, naturally didn't hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and went on his own way.

"We're old acquaintances too, so I'll just cut to the chase with you." Yan Feixue sat down on the armchair opposite Zhan Ruojun's desk without any hesitation, "I want to talk to you about who the art director is. "

"Naturally it is a lotus flower."

Zhan Ruojun smiled politely, but his tone was unquestionably firm.

"Oh, the bank must have withdrawn the investment in your amusement park project by now!" Yan Feixue propped his chin with one hand, and tapped the index finger of the other hand on the table, "How about you let me make this art?" Director, I will ask the bank to invest again, and the funds will be doubled compared to the original! How about it?"

As a businessman, Zhan Ruojun clearly knows how much the doubling of that huge sum of money will have a great impact on the company's development!

But as a mature businessman, it is really disappointing that he compromised so easily and was bought by others.

Zhan Ruojun lowered his head and smiled, speechless.

"Hurry up and sign the appointment contract now!"

Yan Feixue confidently took out a piece of paper and slapped it on the table.

"Let me tell you, Miss Yan Feixue, you too overestimate yourself!"

Zhan Ruojun didn't even look at how attractive the content on the paper was, picked it up and crumpled it up, and threw a long throw at the trash can in the corner, a perfect hit.

"You! How courageous! I will make your project impossible!"

Zhan Ruojun crossed Erlang's legs, ignored her, and let her go crazy.