It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Wen Qiao got home from work.
Not long after entering the house, I heard the phone ringing.
At first she thought the call in the middle of the night must be some kind of harassing call, so she took out her phone and wanted to hang up, but when she saw the caller ID on the screen out of the corner of her eye, she immediately stopped.
Mr. Shen.
After staring at the three words on the screen for a while, she picked up the phone belatedly, but her mind went blank for a moment and she didn't speak.
The voice on the other end of the phone was low and cold: "Aren't you asleep yet?"
Wen Qiao came back to his senses and said lightly: "I just got off work."
During this month, they also had some weak contact.
Because Wen Qiao has a slow temper, is not good at socializing, and has a cold face, everyone who has met her seems to think that she is arrogant and difficult to get along with...
The two of them were as unfamiliar as a galaxy apart. Who would have thought that they were newlyweds who had only received their marriage licenses a month ago?
Shen Du didn't care about this and kept talking to her.
"Working overtime?"
Wen Qiao hummed again.
"What kind of unscrupulous capitalist is this?" He said as if joking: "Go home early in the future."
Wen Qiao thought to himself, it's not like they have the final say.
"I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you during this time because of work. I promised to accompany you to see your grandma. When are you free in the next few days, can I accompany you to visit her grandma?"
Fortunately, he still remembered this incident, otherwise Wen Qiao would have thought that his marriage was in vain.
"Is this Saturday okay?"
"good."
As soon as he said his affirmative words, Wen Qiao finally relaxed a little. She opened her lips and found that there seemed to be nothing special she wanted to say, "It's getting late, then Mr. Shen, good night." Already?"
Shen Du twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.
Obviously, there were lines of defense around her, and it was not easy to get close to her.
He originally wanted to ask her if she could go home with him this weekend and meet his family, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.
Firstly, his family is complicated, and secondly, he also sees her temperament. If some things are progressed too fast, it will only be counterproductive.
Although such a marriage seemed to her to be nothing more than an agreement and a transaction, and she didn't seem to have much expectations, but for Shen Du, this marriage also hid a lot of his thoughts.
He didn't say much, and after saying good night to Wen Qiao, he hung up the phone.
Wen Qiao began to look forward to the arrival of the weekend, looking forward to meeting Shen Du, and even looking forward to taking him to the hospital to see his grandma.
No need to think about it, the old lady will be very happy.
Although he didn't have much interaction with Shen Du, Wen Qiao could honestly say that Shen Du was top-notch in terms of appearance, figure, family background, and moral character.
After finally making it to Friday, Wen Qiao originally just wanted to finish the work at hand and go to the next morning shift. However, when it was approaching the end of the day, the department manager walked in and said in a loud voice: "Everyone is here. I wanted to group I wanted to send a message, but because the matter is urgent and important, it would be better to say it in person, that is... there will be a company dinner tonight, and everyone has to go. "
Hearing this, the tension in Wen Qiao's body was released.
She was just thinking about whether to find an excuse to take a leave, when she saw the department manager interrupting her thoughts like a prophet.
"The main reason is that this dinner is to welcome our new boss. Which of you is going to not betray the boss's face?"
"..."
There were excited exclamations in the office, and Zhao Yaling couldn't control her emotions and blurted out: "Boss? Oh my god, is the rumored boss really coming!"
The female manager was actually a little excited. After all, she had heard more rumors about the new president than Zhao Yaling.
Rather than just discussing what kind of amazing face he has, it is more interesting to talk about how the man who was born to stand at the top of Vanity Fair single-handedly controls the direction to kill everyone.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people from the company entered the most upscale seven-star hotel in Hai City one after another.
The hotel is built along the river. The nearly 100-meter-high building is shaped like a sailing ship, standing on the riverside, gorgeous and magnificent.
A feast is about to begin.
The total number of employees of Zhonghui Group worldwide has exceeded 200,000. The people attending the party today are just some administrative staff from the headquarters.
In the dazzling banquet hall, there were more than a hundred tables, which was very grand. Wen Qiao and some colleagues in the office were assigned to the "frontier" position. After the whole dinner, if nothing else happened, it was probably There was no sign of the president, let alone close contact with him.
Zhao Yaling and a group of female colleagues were all frustrated.
While the dinner party hadn't started yet, everyone had nothing to do and kept talking until more than ten minutes later, there was a movement at the entrance of the banquet hall.
Everyone looked forward eagerly and saw that a group of senior executives from Zhonghui Group attended the meeting accompanied by the newly appointed president.
The man walking in front was wearing a crisp suit, and his perfectly proportioned figure alone was enough to attract attention.
"No wonder some people say that height is the best medical beauty for men." Zhao Yaling stretched her neck and looked forward, and couldn't help but sigh when she saw the amazing profile that was exactly the same as in the photo.
Without exception, all eyes were following him.
Wen Qiao also turned her head and tried to take a look, but from her angle, she could see nothing but a dark back.
After looking for a while to no avail, Wen Qiao withdrew his gaze without interest.
At this moment, the mobile phone in his bag buzzed and vibrated. Wen Qiao took it out and found that it was a call from the hospital.
As long as something related to her grandma, she couldn't ignore it.
After taking a look at the increasingly sensational venue, Wen Qiao quietly left the meeting, found a slightly secluded place and answered the phone.
"Doctor Xu, what's the matter?"
"Oh, that's right. I need to tell you about your grandma's situation these days."
Hearing the unoptimistic tone, Wen Qiao's heart sank and he listened attentively. At the same time, a burst of thunderous applause erupted in the banquet hall.
The applause was so loud that the sound in Wen Qiao's ears became blurry.
"Welcome everyone to attend tonight's dinner. Before the dinner begins, let us invite Mr. Shen Du, CEO of Zhonghui Group, to take the stage to deliver a speech."
After the host finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the stage.
When they saw the man's face through the big screen, which was magnified many times but still couldn't find any flaws, Zhao Yaling and his group instantly lost control of their expressions.
Shen Du held a glass of whiskey in his left hand and raised it slightly. His usual cold posture was a bit more casual and gentle. Of course, these few seconds were just the end.
"Good evening. From today on, I will take over Zhonghui Group."
