Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "I don't care about her."

"Yes?"

   "..." Fu Muye choked.

   Immediately there was a suspicion that neither he nor Fu Xiaojiu were biological.

   Did his mom see through that he couldn't ignore the little monkey, or was he really too big, so big that he didn't worry that the little fat dumpling was cheated by the little boy and fell in love early?

   No, with Mommy's character, it's most likely the former.

   She just decided that she couldn't ignore that stupid little monkey.

  Fu Kitten was heartbroken.

  Han Xiaoye successfully choked him, feeling happy, "Okay, I won't tell you, I'm going to rest for a while. Your father is in the study, you go to the study to find him."

  Fu Muye was crushed by his mother's IQ, and was in a bad mood. I went out with the title and went to the study. Han Xiaoye was really sleepy, he put the document bag on the bedside table, lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while...

  *——*——*

   Two weeks later.

  Han Xiaoye followed Fu Zhiyan to the company.

   When the car drove onto the expressway and arrived at City C, she realized why Fu Zhiyan came back so late every day.

  Because the company is not in City D at all!

   But in City C, which takes an hour by car!

  C City is not as good as Beijing, but it is definitely a first-tier city with a prosperous economy. Han Xiaoye has been to City C several times, but every time he is coerced to come. There was no chance or mood to appreciate the scenery outside. This time was different. She was coming by herself, and she came with Fu Zhiyan. She was in high spirits, and she was lying on the car window watching the scenery all the way . It wasn't until the car drove into a splendid office building that she suddenly came back to her senses.

   "Uncle, this is your company? What floor are you on?"

   Don't blame Han Xiaoye for asking this, mainly because office buildings are really super expensive, at least more than 100,000 yuan per square meter. One floor is expensive enough, let alone one. Back then, YG Group was so big, it only had one building. Many large companies have only one or two floors of high-end office buildings. She thinks that Fu Zhiyan is a company that has made a comeback and must have insufficient funds in the early stage, and the scale is not large. So subconsciously substituting into Fu Zhiyan, they only have one layer.

  Pharaoh, the driver who was driving in front, heard her words and burst out laughing, "Miss Ono, how can Mr. Fu have only one floor, all of which are Mr. Fu's company."

"all?!"

  Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded.

   "You said this building is full?"

"Yes."

  Han Xiaoye stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the U-shaped spectacular building, and his whole view was refreshed.

  Emma, ​​isn't her husband bankrupt?

   Even if the dead camel is bigger than the horse, it is not such a Dafa, right? This is more than a camel, it's a giant!

   "It's not just here that Mr. Fu belongs, Jing..."

   The man in the back seat raised his head and interrupted him, "Pharaoh, you talk too much."

   The driver quickly shut his mouth, "Sorry, Mr. Fu."

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at him and said nothing. He opened the car door first, and said to the little woman who was still stunned inside, "Get out of the car."

  Han Xiaoye got out of the car in a flash and followed him step by step.

   "Little uncle, is everything here really yours? What did Uncle Wang just want to say, Beijing? Beijing? Could it be that you still have a company in Beijing?"

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples, pressed the elevator button, and said lightly, "This is the branch office."

  Beijing City is temporarily in charge of Sinanqing, but the main decision-making is still his.

  Han Xiaoye can no longer be described as shocked, she is full of confusion now.

  What a joke, her husband is so rich?

  …

  Follow Fu Zhiyan to the elevator, only then did she know how rich it is to be rich.

   Unlike YG, there is no secretariat outside the president's office on the 33rd floor. The entire floor is actually the scope of the president's office. Except for a conference room, this floor is the exclusive area of ​​the president.

  Han Xiaoye opened his eyes, followed him into the president's office, and immediately saw two familiar people.

   "Andy, Sister Fan!"

  andy was talking to Fan Shengnan. Hearing her voice, they turned their heads together and looked at Han Xiaoye together.

  Fan Shengnan was okay, andy was surprised that Fu Zhiyan would bring Han Xiaoye.

   "You're right here, follow them first."

   The president's office is a suite. The outside room is for special assistance, namely Fan Shengnan and Andy. The big office inside is Fu Zhiyan's office.

  Han Xiaoye suddenly saw the acquaintance, his eyes filled with countless questions, and he wanted to ask Fan Shengnan what was going on with them. He waved his hand with no interest in Fu Zhiyan, "Okay, I see."

   The hooligan who crossed the river and demolished the bridge!

  Fu Zhiyan tugged at the collar and went in helplessly.

   "Call me for something."

"Okay."

  The card was wiped and the door closed.

  Han Xiaoye immediately grabbed Fan Shengnan's arm and asked what he wanted to ask, "Sister Fan, why are you here? Aren't you at YG? And what company is here?"

   "You don't know what company this is?" Fan Shengnan looked strange, "You don't know what company it is, why are you here?"

   "Come to work." She pursed her lips and was speechless, "Isn't my little uncle bankrupt? I think he must have had a hard time in the early days of his business, and he wanted to save him some money as a secretary."

   The main thing is that she wants to fight with him.

   Over the past week, she has done a good job of psychological construction, and is ready to accompany him to endure hardships and stand hard work, and strive to reach the pinnacle of life again. As a result, I only found out today that, darn, I have never come down from the peak of life!

  Han Xiaoye had no reason to think that when he was out of his mind and ran to resell socks to supplement his family, he felt like the chrysanthemum was tight and his eggs hurt.

   She can finally understand why Fu Zhiyan laughed angrily when he saw her.

  Why are there so many men in suits and leather shoes around Fu Zhiyan?

  Yah, those men must be talking business with him.

   He accidentally discovered that he was selling socks at the time... Han Xiaoye imagined Fu Zhiyan's mood at that time, and his whole person was even worse.

   is too embarrassing, really embarrassing. It's not her way of being self-motivated, it's just shameful and unnecessary.

   Her fantasy that the husband and wife are fighting each other has been shattered by the bang, and completely shattered by the reality.

   Who will go bankrupt and be richer than before?

  Han Xiaoye thought about the clothes and bags she bought online to help him save money during this period, and her heart shattered into scum.

   is too pitiful!

  My husband is so rich, yet she still lives a filthy life. She never buys a plane ticket every time she can take the train when she travels abroad. If she really has to buy an plane ticket, she always gets up early to book special tickets. Those special air tickets are not only bad in location, but also time-consuming.