My Wife Poke Me

After a minute, the man still confiscated the money.

Wen Zhu put the painting on the table, she looked at the man and said, "I don't want to paint, thank the president for his kindness."

As early as seven years ago, the three words Shi Jingqian had been deeply engraved in her heart.

It was important for her to be able to keep things about the two of her memories, but not to the point where it was necessary.

Xiang Jichen raised his eyes and stared at her for a while. There seemed to be a little anger in her voice, and she said, "If you don't want it, throw it away."

After all, he got up and threw the painting into the trash.

That ruthless action is like throwing out a useless trash.

Wen Zhu stooped to pick up the painting and wiped the dust on it with great care.

Then he glared at the man, "Why did you throw it? How about this? It's millions of photos."

Xiang Jichen said casually, "It's something you don't want."

Wen Zhu: "... I don't want it, then you can't throw it away."

"I've thrown this thing, it's not mine anymore."

That tone was a bit tragic, and Wen Zhu couldn't help but want to curse.

But anyway, it was her boss, she couldn't really scold it.

The man said that he didn't want to be really did not want to, and Wen Zhu could not see her precious things thrown away like trash.

So when she left the villa, she also took the painting away.

As he left, he whispered: "Evil capitalism."

The man looked down at the mobile phone, but if you look closely, the picture in his mobile phone is exactly the scene when Wen Zhu was out of the living room.

It is not difficult to guess that he is watching surveillance.

The voice was on, and the man naturally heard the words Wen Zhu said when he came to the door.

"..."

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After Xiang Jichen was discharged from the hospital, he also started to work the next day.

When I went to work in the morning, I didn't know how this happened. Wen Zhu and Xiang Jichen entered the company hall at the same time.

The man just looked at her with a pale expression, but Chen Chuan greeted Wen Zhu warmly.

But this is so, still makes Shen Yan feel something wrong.

Yesterday, Wen Zhu was not in the design department. Others didn't know what Wen Zhu had done, but Shen Yan knew everything.

Wen Zhu went to the hospital, and it was all day.

Xiang Jichen and Chen Chuan left in the exclusive elevator. Wen Zhu and Shen Yan were still waiting.

After Shen Yan turned back to make sure there were no people around her, she dragged Wen Zhu and whispered, "Wen Zhu, what is your relationship with the CEO?"

Wen Zhu didn't understand what she asked, "Ordinary employee relations."

Shen Yan didn't believe it. "Ordinary employee relations will allow Chen Tezhu to send you to the hospital to send lunch, and let you go to the hospital to send documents?"

Wen Zhu stunned, she could not answer for a moment.

In the end, she made an excuse that she was a little unbelievable. "Maybe the secretaries of the secretary's office are busy!"

"Who did you lie to? When I helped the director to send the documents to the secretary's office yesterday, I clearly saw them chatting with melon seeds inside."

Wen Zhu didn't speak.

Shen Yan wrapped her shoulders. "Did you think something was wrong?"

Wen Zhu looked up. "What?"

"Look, you have only been here for a few days? Our president just called you by name and went on a business trip."

Wen Zhu: "... Maybe he discovered that I am a top student graduating from Columbia University?"

Shen Yan glanced at her, "In fact, our company also has a lot of talented students graduating from colleges and universities, and there are also many representative design works."

After that, Shen Yan went on to say, "It didn't take long for our company to start, and I came to work in the company. However, I haven't seen the president's party in any department, but our department's party a few days ago, the president came."