Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

"And Fick, he knows too many secrets about me, you guys find a way to deal with him cleanly."

He has done many murders and arson for decades. Fick is his right hand, and of course he knows what he has done. If the trash explodes in public about what he has done, even if the public can't find out anything, rumors will fly all over the sky.

And Fick dared to betray him brightly. If he doesn't clean up Fick, others will inevitably be moved behind.

The mechanical voice on the microphone could not distinguish between men and women, and he sneered, "He has been with you for so many years, but you are cruel enough to kill him by opening his mouth."

"I'm for all of us!" Wesley said in a bad tone.

The robotic voice interrupted him, "Okay, we will take care of it here. I remind you, stare at your son, don't let him come out and jump. One Fick is nothing, you have to be the next. Fick, we can only be as cruel as you."

Do they mean to be as direct as he is?

Wesley sneered, "We are a cooperative relationship, not a affiliation. You'd better be polite to talk to me! If you really have the ability to kill me, you can give it a try and see who will die first."

The robotic voice didn't seem to expect him to be angry, his voice softened, and he made concessions, "I didn't mean that, I just remind you that Li Beijue is not easy to provoke. We must be more careful than before when we are targeted by him. Your son and you don’t seem to be on the same mind. Don’t tell him something. You don’t have to cause unnecessary trouble."

"I don't need you to tell me this!" Wesley still had a bad tone. "He doesn't know anything."

"I don't know the best. I hung up and went to make arrangements."

"kindness."

Wesley dropped the handset and hung up.

...

Early the next morning, Chi En'en went to the Li chaebol with someone.

Because of the recent launch of Xinghao and Oss Group in Li's headquarters, everyone is very busy, and even the elites who used to like to rest in the pantry have become fewer. Only one or two of them come over with mugs occasionally. He took the coffee and hurried back to his desk.

Chi Enen knew that Li Beijue, the president, would only be busier than others. As soon as she went to the president's office to help the handsome and proud man make a cup of coffee and put it on the table, she quietly retracted on the sofa with her book and watched herself. .

really.

As soon as Li Beijue arrived at the company, the president's office immediately kept coming.

Either the secretary or the top of the department, there is an endless stream of people looking for Li Beijue.

Everyone would involuntarily take a look at her when they came in to report to work. Chi En'en knew it well, but did not look up. He tried to reduce his sense of existence during the whole process and read his book quietly.

I don't know how long it took, her arms were tired, and she dared to move and set out to change her posture. Suddenly a shadow fell over her head, she raised her head, and saw the familiar figure unexpectedly, "Are you finished?"

Chi Eun-en put the book aside, looked at the clock, and stood up naturally, "I'll make you a cup of coffee again, you take a break first."

It's only 10:40, and Li Beijue can't get off work so early. It must be a midway break.

She couldn't help other things, she could only try to relax him a little bit.

"Wait a minute." She was about to leave when her arm was suddenly pulled, and she heard his tired and hoarse voice, "Let me give it a hug."

The next second, she was pulled into a domineering embrace.