The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Gu Mingcheng's attention was all on Ye Muxue at the moment, and he didn't realize that his reaction just now was actually seen by Mrs. Michelle.

"Your wife trusts you very much."

Mrs. Mitchell is not doubtful but affirmative.

"Yes."

Gu Mingcheng nodded as he spoke, his tone full of joy.

"Let's get back to the subject, how did you know that my new partner made two ledgers?"

Mrs. Mitchell said, folding her hands in her lap.

"This company used to be my partner, but later we became competitors because of our interests."

Gu Mingcheng explained simply.

"I know that with their strength, it is completely impossible to cooperate with you."

"Then why do you think I can withstand the pressure and choose you?"

"The fact that you are willing to come means that I still have a chance!"

When Mrs. Michelle heard this, she laughed unabashedly.

Not many people are as confident as Gu Mingcheng these days.

"I saw you shopping with your wife when I was inspecting work just now."

Mrs. Michelle said.

"So I checked up on your past with these two women."

"Then what did you find out?"

Gu Mingcheng was neither angry nor annoyed, he simply raised his eyebrows.

"Rather than finding out, I would rather hear it from your own words."

Gu Mingcheng did not answer, but looked at the person in front of him with a questioning look.

Now that we have done the investigation, what else do we need to hear from him?

"How are you going to convince me to continue investing in you?"

Mrs. Michelle got right to the point.

"What happened that day was just an accident. Of course it happened. I will not shirk responsibility."

Gu Mingcheng took a breath and said again.

"The purpose of your company is to seek truth and truth, so that every customer can find empathy. And this is what our company insists on."

"Of course I know the strength of Huanyu, but I also need to give an explanation to the people on the board of directors."

"I know what you mean!"

Gu Mingcheng heard the meaning of Mrs. Michelle's words.

"After returning to China this time, I will find a way to put all the negative things away!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news from Mr. Gu."

"Thank you Mrs. Michelle."

Seeing that the matter had reached an initial consensus, the big stone in Gu Mingcheng's heart finally fell to the ground.

"I wonder how many days Mr. Gu will be traveling to France this time?"

To be honest, Mrs. Michelle still recognized Gu Mingcheng in her heart, and she was able to convince herself in such a short period of time.

And Ye Muxue...

You can guess so many details from just a cup of coffee.

It shows that she is an emotionally delicate woman.

"A conservative estimate of a week. After I finish talking to you, I plan to take my wife to Provence for a few days."

"How about I cook the meal tonight and we have a meal together?"

Mrs. Michelle tentatively extended the invitation.

"Actually, I'm very interested in your wife!"

"I may need to ask her opinion on this."

"That's natural."

In the room, Ye Muxue was holding an electronic version of the manuscript he had drawn in the restaurant, which he had restored piece by piece.

He paid no attention to the person who appeared at the door.

"Have you already finished the line draft so quickly?"

Gu Mingcheng looked at the more vivid designs on the computer, his face full of pride.

"what!"

Ye Muxue screamed.

"when did you come?"

"I came here just now. Seeing how serious you are, I don't have the nerve to disturb you."

"Is everything over?"

Ye Muxue closed the computer and began to care about the progress of the exchange between the two.

"Yes, Mrs. Michelle said she wanted to treat us to dinner. Let me ask your opinion."

"Of course I want to go!"

Ye Muxue replied without thinking.

Although she doesn't like this kind of situation, she also knows that these things are inevitable at work.

"You agreed so quickly? Don't you think about it anymore?"

In fact, Gu Mingcheng's original intention was that Ye Muxue could make his own decisions as he pleased.

She has done enough, there is no need to compromise for herself.

"They invited us, how can we let you go alone?"

Ye Muxue said as she began to rummage through the suitcase for less casual clothes.

"Why don't you just wear this one."

Gu Mingcheng said as he took out a piece of clothing he just bought from his shopping bag.

"Can it be done?"

"Sure!"

Ye Muxue put on this suit of clothes with an uneasy mood under Gu Mingcheng's gaze.

"Oh my god, Mrs. Gu, you are so beautiful."

When the two appeared in front of Mrs. Michelle again, the other party directly praised them.

"Thank you madam for your compliment."

The group followed Mrs. Michelle's car to her restaurant.

The entire restaurant is located in a prime location in the city center, and you can have a panoramic view of the Seine River when you sit by the window.

, the Seine River is at the foot of the Eiffel Tower. It flows quietly, like a green ribbon surrounding Paris.

There are dots of cruise ships on the river next to Paris's landmark Eiffel Tower...

“This is our restaurant’s signature dish, FoieGras.”

Mrs. Michelle smiled and made recommendations for the two of them.

The food in front of her was beautifully arranged, but Ye Muxue had no intention of tasting it.

Is this foie gras?

She felt guilty imagining the birth of foie gras!

Sensing Ye Muxue's discomfort, Gu Mingcheng did not rush to move, but kept paying attention to her emotional changes.

"Don't be mentally burdened, you two. This is made from your Chinese tofu."

Although foie gras is the soul of French cuisine, the birth of foie gras is indeed too cruel.

If you can express your sincerity by using Chinese ingredients, why not?

This is also a metaphor for the cooperation between her and Gu Mingcheng.

Upon hearing this, Ye Muxue used her fork to leave holes in the delicate foie gras. After confirming that it was tofu, she began to eat it with confidence.

"Mrs. Gu, I've always been curious about how you guessed from my words that what I care about is not coffee but people?"

Mrs. Mitchell asked.

"Because I've had the same experience!"

Ye Muxue admitted openly.

"That person gave me a different inspiration, but I naively thought it was external factors at first."

Mrs. Michelle's eyes immediately lit up after listening to Ye Muxue's story.

She suddenly turned her curious eyes to Gu Mingcheng who was standing aside.

The fate of this couple didn't start so early, right?

Just like she and her husband...

After feeling what his wife meant, Gu Mingcheng subconsciously licked his dry lips.

Wasn't it Qin Shuhan that Xiaoxue was talking about just now?

Thinking about him like this, her mood began to become a little unattractive.

Because Han Yinuo made her angry, is she going to use Qin Shuhan's anger to come back now?

"I haven't asked you how long you have been married?"

Mrs. Michel continued to ask.

"Less than a year."

Ye Muxue put down the tableware and answered, completely unaware that Gu Mingcheng was almost mad to death.

"It's still in the honeymoon period!"

"Yes!"

"France is a romantic place, perfect for you newly married couples."

As Mrs. Michel spoke, she thought of her own youth.

If she could go back in time, she really wished she could be twenty years younger.

In that case, that person might be able to accompany her and leave a romantic mark on the banks of the Seine...

Gu Mingcheng on the side was distracted and didn't know what Ye Muxue and Mrs. Michelle were talking about.

It’s really hard not to mind the source of Ye Muxue’s inspiration!