The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2795 No matter how handsome or rich

   She looked at the time of her e-mails and realized that she didn't have much time left before she resigned.

   It turns out that I have been doing such an unfamiliar industry for a long time.

   She gave the man a call back.

It turned out that the opposite was his assistant, a young girl who was just starting out, and said eagerly on the other end of the phone: "Sister Fang Lan, did you really call me? Thank you very much, I really can't help it, you explained it to me before. In my work, I have always calculated the data, something is wrong, and I dare not ask others, I can only ask you for help. Can you help me?"

   "Send it here, I'll take a look." Fang Lan was actually not sure, and he could still remember the work.

   "Because this is the content of the company's internal documents, it cannot be sent out at will. Can I come to your door? I will ask for a leave tomorrow."

  Fang Lan thought for a while: "Well, where is your company address? Anyway, I'm going out tomorrow. If it's not too far, I'll stop by."

   "My company address?" The assistant was stunned for a moment. Fang Lan didn't remember the company address?

   "Tell me about it." Fang Lan was too lazy to explain.

   The little assistant reported the address. Fang Lan saw that it was not too far away. She brought gifts to Chu Zhuohang and Su Mi from abroad, and went to the manor tomorrow. When she came back, she happened to be on the way.

   She agreed.

  Thank you so much for the little assistant, thank her for her willingness to help.

  Fang Lan didn't think too much, anyway, she's fine, she's doing her best.

  The next day, after going to the manor to deliver the gift, she sat for a while before she came out and went straight to the company.

   When many people saw her, they nodded and greeted her.

  Fang Lan had no choice but to smile and respond. He didn't know anyone, and couldn't tell who was who. It turned out that he didn't forget some people, but all the things that happened in the past four years.

  This memory can protect himself well enough.

   The little assistant saw Fang Lan, and immediately came forward to pull her, and said happily: "Sister Fang Lan, you are so kind! Thank you very much, you are really helpful to be here."

   "Where is the thing, let me take a look." Fang Lan could only smile because she was not familiar with her, but her image was exactly the same as when she worked here before.

   "I'll go to the finance room to get it. I can only apologise for you to sit in my office for a while." The assistant pulled her to sit down, poured her another cup of coffee, and then turned and ran out.

   Fang Lan sat in her place and played with her mobile phone.

  The assistant is not a separate office, but a partitioned office space, with a lot of employees coming and going.

   After a while, two other employees walked in together, only to hear the slightly fatter one say, "You know, Mr. Fang came to the company today."

   "Which is Mr. Fang?" The thinner one asked suspiciously.

   "Which one did you say?"

   "Ow, you're talking about Mr. Fang, who just divorced Mr. Zhuang? What is she doing here? I thought she had given up completely?" the skinny employee asked.

The fatter one said: "Who knows, many people have seen it, I really didn't expect that Mr. Fang could still think about the old love, and I don't know why she came here? I didn't say it, but I wanted to marry Mr. Zhuang. Men, no matter how handsome or rich it is, it doesn’t matter how many little threes, fours, and fives out there, and they keep showing faces to Mr. Fang. I’d rather drink porridge than marry such a rich man.”

   (end of this chapter)