The beloved one of the rich brother

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was tense, Guan Muyang, the only male present, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Hey, we are all colleagues, so let's talk it out nicely."

Luo Nanyan snorted coldly, stepped on three-inch high heels, and returned to her seat proudly.

Wen Yiyou turned her head slightly and said nothing. If you don't agree with me, there's no need to talk too much. She really doesn't want to deal with people who are too complicated.

Guan Muyang smiled heartily to ease the atmosphere, "How about I treat you guys to afternoon tea?"

He looked at Wen Yiyou, "Wen Yiyou, what would you like to eat or drink?"

Wen Yiyou opened his mouth slightly, but before he could speak, Luo Nanyan's weird voice floated over again, "Guan Muyang, I guess we don't have any free time for afternoon tea."

The smile on Guan Muyang’s face froze.

"We have to go to a meeting with Secretary Jiang in ten minutes, so we should prepare in advance."

Wen Yiyou raised his face, smiled, and said politely: "Thank you, but no thanks."

Guan Muyang scratched his nose awkwardly. Su Xi, who had been silent, took the initiative to speak, "It's okay. We are colleagues. There will be plenty of time in the future. There is no need to rush."

Luo Nanyan picked up her notebook and walked out of the office leisurely. "Don't waste time. The meeting is about to start. Let's go."

Wen Yiyu raised her eyelids nonchalantly, glanced at their leaving figures, and curled her lips.

Anyway, in the president's office, there must always be a nobody to take charge of some trivial tasks such as pouring tea and serving water, and she can do it.

As long as the company doesn't fire her, she will never resign on her own initiative. She will insist on completing her internship no matter what.

As Wen Yiyu had guessed, Secretary Jiang clarified the work direction for them and assigned them specific responsibilities.

Wen Yiyou is specifically responsible for the logistical and miscellaneous work in the president's office, which includes simple tasks such as answering the phone, pouring tea and water, photocopying documents, etc.

When Secretary Jiang was arranging work in front of them, she saw contempt, disdain and ridicule in Luo Nanyan's eyes.

But only Wen Yiyu herself knew that she was happy in her heart.

This is her dream job, with five insurances and one fund, no need to use her brain, no need to compete, she can slack off at work, eat and drink for free, and she can get off work on time every day.

She was so happy in her heart, she admitted that she really had no ambitions and was content with the status quo, just wanting to live a happy life.

On the other hand, the CEO's office, from the CEO to Assistant Kang, Secretary Jiang, and Luo Nanyan, was really busy. Often, she was the only one left in the entire CEO's office.

In contrast, she was relaxed and free. Apart from occasionally answering the phone, pouring tea and water, and copying documents, she really had nothing to do and was just relaxing and waiting for the end of get off work.

And as long as Secretary Jiang and the others were there, it was not her turn to enter the CEO's office. Wen Yiyou said that she was really satisfied with this kind of job.

Sure enough, the time passed happily without any trouble, and the internship period had been completed without any danger. That afternoon, just after the CEO's office sent off a group of visiting senior officials, Huo Chengluo went to attend a high-level meeting.

Wen Yiyu was the only one left in the president's office, and she was now familiar with logistical work.

She took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quickly went into the CEO's office to clean up. She poured the cigarette butts from the ashtray directly into the trash can with waste paper towels next to it, and then she picked up the cups used by the guests one by one and took them to the tea room to wash.

When she finished washing the cup and walked into the president's office again with a wet towel, an unexpected scene happened.

As soon as the heavy door of the president's office was opened, thick smoke came out. Wen Yiyu stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

The flames that started from nowhere ignited the curtains. The breeze that came in through the slightly open window further fueled the flames, and soon the fire also caught fire on the books on the bookshelf and spread towards the sofa. For a moment, the president's office was filled with smoke.

It wasn't until she inhaled the smoke and started coughing that she finally came to her senses. She jumped up in shock, "Cough, cough, cough, help, help, there's a fire, there's a fire..."

She turned around and ran out of the president's office in a panic while shouting, wanting to ask for help. In a panic, she ran into the arms of Huo Chengluo, who had just left the meeting room early.

Huo Chengluo caught the panicked woman who crashed into his arms with both hands, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yiyu raised her face in the man's arms and saw Huo Chengluo, as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She clenched his arms with both hands, looking panicked, and cried for help, "Help, President, there's a fire inside, what should I do?"

Huo Chengluo frowned when he heard this, and he quickly pulled Wen Yiyu behind him.

Then he strode to the door and saw thick smoke in his office. He immediately pressed the fire alarm button in the corridor.

Suddenly, the whole building was filled with the piercing and loud sound of the fire alarm. Two minutes later, the security captain and his team hurried over.

Huo Chengluo ordered calmly, "Quick, put out the fire quickly."

The security captain swallowed his saliva when he saw that the fire started in the president's office. He quickly gave the order, "Quick, open the fire hydrant, connect the water pipe, and put out the fire quickly."

For a moment, the president's office was in chaos, with people rushing to put out the fire. When the fire alarm sounded, some employees ran out of the office building one after another, while others ran around in confusion. For a moment, the situation was in turmoil, with people falling and horses stumbling.

Kang Zhiwen and Secretary Jiang, who were in the conference room, rushed back to the CEO's office immediately, followed by Luo Nanyan and others. They looked at each other in bewilderment at the scene in front of them, and the next second they couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling and trembling with fear.

Why did the president’s office catch fire for no reason?

Fortunately, the fire was discovered in time and the personnel were well-trained, so the fire was quickly extinguished.

20 minutes later, Huo Chengluo stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, looking solemnly at the messy office. Wen Yiyu stood aside with a dull look on his face, biting his fingertips unconsciously.

The security captain is a retired firefighter. After completing the fire-fighting work, he roughly deduced the cause of the fire based on the clues at the scene.

He took the initiative to report to Huo Chengluo, "Boss Huo, judging from the situation at the scene, the cause of the fire should be an unextinguished cigarette butt thrown into the trash can."

Throwing unextinguished cigarette butts into the trash?

Wen Yiyu, who was originally in a dazed state, heard these words, his eyebrows moved, he blinked, the fingertips he was biting slowly dropped, his mouth slightly opened, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

Secretary Jiang seemed to have thought of something, and his sharp eyes suddenly shot towards Wen Yiyu who was standing beside him, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Huo Chengluo moved slightly, turned around slowly, and said, "Well, do all the aftermath work first."

Kang Zhiwen directed the staff to clean up the mess in an orderly manner.

Wen Yiyou put her hands behind her back, twisting her fingers unconsciously. She lowered her head slightly and whispered, "I'm sorry, President, it's my fault, I didn't..."