The Slag Gong wants to Kill me - Chapter 10
I arrived at my husband’s company. But none of the staff seemed to know me.
My husband’s office is on the top floor, and the little girl at the front desk told me to go up to make an appointment. I smiled and handed her my business card. She looked surprised, looked me up and down, and put me up.
I walked to the door of the office, and when I wanted to open it, I found that the door was locked. I know my husband is coming to work. The locator on his body is displayed like this, so what is he doing now? I think maybe I’m trying office play.
When I wanted to find someone to open the door, a tall man blocked me. His face was not good, as if he had intentionally embarrassed me. He yelled, “Who are you? Why come to the president’s office? Do you have a reservation?”
What a silly child, I thought.
When I told him I came to find my husband, his face became panicked for a moment, but he was soon covered up. He was still so strong and calm, and deliberately used a roar to cover his heart. Flustered.
The staff nearby were attracted to him. I saw two or five in it. Er Wu Zai came over and asked what happened to the man. He then invited me to sit in the sitting room.
I asked him who the man was, and Erzai hesitated to tell me he was Zhuma’s assistant. I think. Sure enough, the dog below the master is also silly.
After nearly an hour, when I looked at my watch again, my husband and his bamboo horse came out. Their battle was really fierce. The bamboo horse seemed to be afraid that I could not see it. His neckline was deliberately unfastened, exposing a kiss mark on his neck.
“What’s wrong with you?” My husband asked me impatiently.
I straightened my posture and told him that I had come to bring him information, and he forgot to bring it. In fact, it was a stack of information that I took away yesterday, which contained the schedule of the bamboo horse. I handed it to my husband.
He picked it up and asked me again if there was anything else.
I told him I was going to fire Zhu Ma’s assistant. I saw Zhu Ma’s disdainful look, and he seemed to think that it was impossible to succeed.
Why he is so confident, I cannot understand, after all, I do not need my husband’s consent to exercise my shareholder rights. I have more shares than he does.
“Whatever you want,” my husband said. But his bamboo horse pulled his horns, and he seemed to want my husband to keep his assistant.
I saw my husband’s expression suddenly change.
I told Zhu Ma that his assistant would neither pour tea to the guests, but also likes to make a lot of noise, which is too embarrassing for the company. I don’t know who brought in such vulgar and impolite people. I have to fire him.
After speaking, I left. Anyway, this will be an established thing. Zhu Ma could not change the bed with my husband several times.
I think I understand the situation of the company. I have to let my husband hand over his remaining shares.
Then, after I went back, I saw the news that the film emperor refused to appear in the movie, and he made a clear relationship with Zhu Ma before the public.
A couple of lovers were taken apart by me.
This seems too easy.