Went into the wrong room and offended the heir of a wealthy family

Chapter 50 Digging a Hole to Bury Yourself

The box was opened and inside lay a red rope.

That's right, it's just an ordinary, bare red rope!

Lu Mingyue couldn't believe it. She looked at the box over and over again, and almost turned it over and took it apart to see if there was any hidden gift inside.

But no matter how hard she looked, she could not see any other flowers.

It's Chinese New Year, and the CEO actually gave her a red rope!

She just slept in his bed a few days ago, causing him to lose face in front of his elite subordinates. Was it necessary to tease her like this?

Lu Mingyue knew that the president was such a vindictive person, how could he easily forgive her! She was so happy for nothing.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohe sent her a WeChat message, asking her if she had opened the gift.

"Colleagues are all posting on their Moments, praising the boss to the skies. You should post one too, to show your loyalty."

Lu Mingyue was in no mood and only replied to Zhao Xiaohe with one word: "Hmm".

Actually, Zhao Xiaohe joined the company a few days later than her, and Xiaohe received normal benefits. She was happy for Xiaohe, but why was she the only one so special?

Lu Mingyue felt particularly disappointed.

Although Mingyue could not stay in a heavy mood overnight, but matters related to money were big matters to her, and she was a little listless when she went to work the next day.

I met Zhao Xiaohe while waiting for the elevator.

Zhao Xiaohe seemed very happy and told Lu Mingyue that she gave the watch to her boyfriend last night and that he liked it very much. Lu Mingyue felt even worse when she thought of her bare red string.

Zhao Xiaohe noticed that something was wrong with Lu Mingyue, "Why do you look so tired?"

Lu Mingyue couldn't help but ask: "Xiao He, are all the colleagues' year-end gifts the same?"

Zhao Xiaohe was surprised: "Everyone gave cosmetics or watches..." She was shocked and asked incredulously: "Could it be that your gifts are different from ours?"

Lu Mingyue nodded disappointedly.

Zhao Xiaohe immediately became excited, "Mingyue, what did Mr. Yan give you?"

"A piece of rope."

Zhao Xiaohe suspected that she had heard it wrongly, "What? There is nothing else tied to the rope?"

Mr. Yan is so generous that he gave cosmetics and watches to everyone in the company, so how could he only give Mingyue a rope? This is unscientific!

Lu Mingyue looked hopeless, "It's just a red rope, and it's in a very beautiful box."

Zhao Xiaohe thought hard, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Mingyue, do you know that giving a red rope sometimes represents..."

"Stop, this is impossible!" Lu Mingyue interrupted her righteously, "Don't make random guesses."

What is her identity?

A big shot like the president gave her an ordinary red rope, just to warn her that she should have a correct attitude towards work in the future, otherwise she would be tying herself up!

How could it be what they guessed?

"Then why did Mr. Yan give you a rope?" Zhao Xiaohe was puzzled. "That's not right. Is there a saying like tying oneself up with a rope?"

Lu Mingyue recounted what happened when she was drunk a few days ago. Because she had a blackout, she told the story like this: "I was drunk, and when the boss was having a meeting with his think tank, I secretly went to sleep in Mr. Yan's bed. After I woke up, I ran out without wearing shoes... In short, I made Mr. Yan lose all his face."

Zhao Xiaohe always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't come up with a reason to refute it, so she could only give a thumbs up and said, "You are so brave!"

Lu Mingyue was in a low mood and complained quietly, "I drank that day because I wanted to calm down Mr. Liu. But the president didn't remember my achievements but only my mistakes. He still remembers them until now. He is really too stingy."

Just at this moment, the elevator arrived and the two walked into the elevator. Zhao Xiaohe comforted her as she entered the elevator.

When Lu Mingyue arrived at the president's office, Yan Chengzhi happened to come in.

For some reason, Lu Mingyue always felt that Mr. Yan's face was not very good. She greeted him, but he pretended not to hear her. He took off his coat and started working.

Lu Mingyue hurried to make coffee.

"Mr. Yan, your coffee." Although he couldn't get the New Year's gift, he still had to try his best to keep the 28,000 yuan.

Lu Mingyue shook off her bad mood and switched to a meticulous working state.

Yan Chengzhi finally closed the file, tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, and said coldly, "You don't like yesterday's gift?"

Lu Mingyue felt wronged when she thought of the rope. She had been holding it in for the whole night. When the president asked her about it, she couldn't help herself and asked boldly:

"Boss Yan, everyone's gifts are the same, why is mine different?"

As soon as she asked, she noticed that Yan Chengzhi's face had darkened a little.

"Lu Mingyue, in the entire CEO office, except for Secretary Deng and Assistant Jin, your salary is the highest."

Even so, he still dared to say behind his back that he was stingy.

"How can it be the same?" Lu Mingyue protested in a low voice: "I am both your secretary and your cook. I also work overtime with you until late at night every day. I have to take on multiple roles. Now, everyone gets the same gift, but I am the only one who gets a different one. How do you want my colleagues to see me?"

“They just question my ability to do the job.”

Yan Chengzhi laughed angrily, "How did you get into the CEO's office?"

What the president meant by this was that she had no ability to work.

Lu Mingyue felt depressed when she thought of the WeChat screenshots, and whispered, "I didn't mean to say bad things about you."

Yan Chengzhi: "Now you are not afraid of me and have learned to talk back?"

Lu Mingyue didn't dare to speak anymore.

The president wants people to praise him and to be feared. He is so narcissistic and domineering.

Zhao Xiaohe also said that the president might like her a little.

If she likes it, she will be treated like this. If she doesn't like it, then how will she be treated?

Yan Chengzhi suddenly found it interesting when he saw her lowering her head with a depressed look on her face, wanting to talk back but not daring to say anything.

"Tie the red string around your right wrist tomorrow."

Hearing the president's unquestionable tone, Lu Mingyue was 100% certain that the president was deliberately making trouble for her.

By wearing the red string, the whole company will know that she didn't get the New Year's gift.

She was a little listless, "Yes."

Zhao Xiaohe got off work with Lu Mingyue today and asked her to go shopping and get her hair done.

"I'm going to Sifang City after the holiday. I'm going to stay with Zhou Ran for eight days. I have to make myself look pretty."

It is a common practice for many workers to get a beautiful hairstyle during the Chinese New Year holiday.

Lu Mingyue hadn't received this month's salary yet, and she was a little unsure, but she didn't dare to give money away carelessly. She didn't do her hair, and only bought two sets of clothes. After that, she had hot pot with Zhao Xiaohe, and her bad mood was completely cleared.

Lying in bed at night, Lu Mingyue looked through WeChat.

Shen Weidong still didn't reply to her message.

The promise to accompany her to the wedding seemed to be just a casual remark and he didn't take it to heart at all.

Lu Mingyue felt that she was really unlucky recently. When she had a holiday, she would go to Hongshan Temple to pray and get rid of the bad luck.

Shen Weidong, who also felt that he was very unlucky, was shoveling up dirt with great difficulty.

Under the guidance of the captain of the well-digging team, he dug a well for nearly half a month, and finally dug it more than two meters deep, but there was no sign of water.

Shen Weidong even suspected that the captain had teamed up with his cousin to frame him.

After throwing another shovel of dirt out, Shen Weidong looked up at the well that was already higher than him. Why did he always feel that this pit was dug to bury him?