Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   YG Group at this moment.

  Fu Zhiyan had just returned from socializing with the people from the tax bureau, when he heard Andy say to him, "Mr. Fu, you forgot to take your mobile phone when you went out. Madam just called, and..."

  andy didn't know who the person who remarked the little rascal was. His intuition was Miss Han, but he didn't dare to say it. He paused and continued, "There is another one who sent you a message."

   He handed the phone to the man whose eyes were slightly red due to drinking.

  Fu Zhiyan took over the phone, his slender fingers first swiped the screen, then he didn't return the call, he first clicked on the little hooligan's WeChat message.

   There is a message above, which is bare and does not match the messy pictures she likes to use.

   "I got on the plane."

  Fu Zhiyan suddenly lowered his eyes, blue veins jumped up on his forehead, and his face was extremely ugly.

  andy asked carefully, "Mr. Fu, what happened?"

   In the morning, he saw Miss Han go out angrily, so he guessed that the president would not be in a good mood today, but it was the first time he was so obviously angry.

  Fu Zhiyan stared coldly at the picture of the little hooligan who kept doing what and when on the phone, and then looked at her shriveled sentence "I'm on the plane", and suddenly clenched the phone. Dial the phone.

   There was a beep on the other end of the phone, and a mechanical female voice immediately sounded, "Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

  Fu Zhiyan's face became even darker, and he was about to drip water. He put away his phone, closed his eyes, suppressed the rush of rain in his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Who did you ask her to send her the summary of previous meetings this morning?"

she.

  andy's heart skipped a beat, looked at the man's face, quickly moved away, and replied respectfully, "Sophie."

   "At that time, the manager of the planning department came to ask me about the project plan for the next month. I couldn't leave for a while, so I asked Miss Han to ask Sophie any questions, and told Sophie. President Fu..."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, coldly, "Let her go to the president's office to find me."

   After saying that, he hurried away.

  andy didn't dare to delay, so he went to find someone immediately. Soon, a well-dressed woman knocked on the door of the CEO's office nervously.

   "President, the chief assistant said you were looking for me."

  Fu Zhiyan threw the cowhide bag he got from the tax office on the table, pulled the collar of his shirt, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you send the information to the person who sent it to Andy this morning?"

The woman seemed to have expected to be asked about this. Although she was nervous, she was prepared to say, "After the chief assistant told me, I immediately posted it on the company's intranet and made a special note." YG Group has its own special In order to prevent data from being stolen by high-tech, the internal network is generally used for internal data transmission. So her answer is reasonable.

only……

  Fu Zhiyan unbuttoned his sleeves and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small section of his vigorous wrists. Cold and sharp, "You don't know that she doesn't belong to our company?"

"I……"

   "Go out."

   The person who had been calm finally panicked and wanted to explain eagerly, "Mr. Fu, I didn't mean it, I really forgot. There was too much work at the time, and Sister Linda was calling me, so I..."

   "So you naturally gave the newcomer a 'disappointment', right?"

   The workplace was in his heart, but he didn't expect that they would do small things right under his nose. Also moving is the hooligan.

   "President I..."

"go out."

   His whole body was piercing coldness, the man shook and went out.

   and the others went out, the man with a grim face rubbed his temples and sat on the sofa. Re-dialed the little hooligan, but still couldn't get through.

  andy made coffee and brought it in carefully.

   "Andy, check out Han Xiaoye's flight information." The mountain rain was about to come with a hint of anger.

  andy was blown away by the words of the flight information, barely suppressing the consternation in his heart, lowered his head, "Okay."

   Four hours later.

  Air China flight U8571 stopped in Lhasa, and Han Xiaoye couldn't wait to switch his phone back to 4G mode as soon as he got off the plane.

   Immediately a call came in.

The    number was the one she was familiar with that could be recited in her dreams.

   Her heartbeat was thumping, a little excited and a little guilty. After some hesitation, she answered the phone, "Hello?"

  "..." The other end of the phone was silent.

   At eight o'clock in the evening, there were thousands of lights outside the airport, and the wind on the plateau was blowing. Han Xiaoye wrapped his clothes and guarded his mobile phone number with his hands, thinking that the signal was not good and the person on the other side didn't hear it. He walked out of the aisle again, and said "hello" loudly.

   "Where are you?" It was cold and anger was suppressed when he heard it.

  Han Xiaoye knew that he had come this far, and he didn't discuss it with him. He took a peek at the group of people behind him, and stepped forward, "Tibet, but I have a reason. I..."

  Why can you go to Tibet with Ye Chen?

  Fu Zhiyan broke the pen in his hand and was furious, his heart seemed to be squeezed by someone, and it was aching. The pain was accompanied by an indescribable sourness that almost made all his self-control collapse. He held on to the edge of the desk with all his might, his knuckles turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands even appeared. He suppressed and interrupted her as calmly as possible, "Come back immediately, I will ask Andy to book a flight for you."

  Han Xiaoye has no clairvoyance, where can he see his expression. Only heard his cold orders from the phone. Immediately, I lost my guilt and became angry, "I won't go back, I'm not a minor, I can go wherever I want, you can't control it."

   She wanted to say a few more words, but the phone turned off automatically after a flash.

  Han Xiaoye sulked and pressed the power button a few times, but the battery of the phone had already struggled to its limit. After finally opening it, the page just popped up, and it automatically shut down again. After that, no matter how much she pressed it, the phone was dead, and there was no fart reaction.

   "What a broken apple, it's not as good as a domestic cottage!" Han Xiaoye was so angry and uncomfortable that he wanted to drop his phone. But thinking about buying it for a small five thousand, but reluctant to take it back, it was taken back because of heartache and liver pain. Angrily, he threw the dead phone into his bag.

   She was so angry that she was arguing with Fu Zhiyan in a loud voice, and the group behind her heard it and were at a loss.

   Marven Ye was the only one who knew who was calling, and explained it to everyone in fluent English. Tightening his jaw, he didn't take out the fully charged power bank, nor did he remind the sullen little woman that she could borrow someone else's cell phone to call back.