So, the front desk naturally stopped Jiang Wuyang.

"Hello Miss, do you have an appointment?"

Jiang Wuyang seldom comes to the company and is not familiar with the procedures. He didn't expect that he would have to make an appointment to visit his biological father.

He shook his head honestly: "No."

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but you can't go up here without an appointment."

As she spoke, the receptionist's tone carried a hint of disdain, as if she had seen that Jiang Wuyang was the type who wanted to hook up with rich men.

Jiang Wuyang didn't make things difficult for the receptionist and just said "Oh".

He nodded and sat down on a chair in the waiting area nearby.

Since she can't go up, her father can always come down.

I had just sat down in the waiting area, put the thermal box on the table, and was about to take out my phone when I saw the receptionist running towards me again.

"Hello, ma'am. Our president is very busy. If you don't have anything else to do, could you please leave first?"

The receptionist's tone was both polite and unfriendly. People who had come before would at least give her something and ask her to help make a phone call and ask if she could meet the president in a good mood, and then let her go up.

Although none of them have succeeded so far, they have never given up.

Only this woman in front of me, who is both greedy and thinking about meeting the president, can such a good thing fall from the sky?

Hearing the receptionist's words of obvious expulsion, Jiang Wuyang frowned slightly: "Can't I sit here?"

Isn't this a bit rude?

The receptionist rolled her eyes: "It's not impossible, but if there's nothing wrong, there's no need to sit here, right?"

Jiang Wuyang finally understood that the receptionist was just looking for trouble.

"Who told you I'm fine? I'm not here to look for someone."

The receptionist laughed sarcastically, "There are at least eighty women like you who bring food to the CEO every day, if not a hundred."

"Everyone can see your little tricks, but little sister, since you are still young, I have to remind you. Although our president doesn't have a wife, he does have a daughter he loves very much."

"If you have any thoughts about becoming the president's wife, I advise you to restrain yourself."

Jiang Wuyang could tell that what the receptionist said was not a kind reminder, but a malicious ridicule.

"Oh? Really? You also know that your president has a daughter?"

Hearing this, the receptionist raised her head proudly and said, "Of course. So you'd better stop dreaming."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuyang was no longer anxious. He leaned back on the sofa and looked at her leisurely: "Oh, then do you know that I am the daughter you mentioned?"

When the receptionist heard this, she looked down at Jiang Wuyang as if she had heard a good joke, glancing him up and down: "You?"

The receptionist seemed to want to say something when someone hurried out of the CEO's direct elevator.

It was Liu Chen. When Liu Chen saw Jiang Wuyang, he immediately adopted a respectful attitude.

"Miss Jiang, why are you here?"

"The president said that if you come, you can tell him in advance. That way, it will be convenient for us to come down and pick you up in advance."

The receptionist was dumbfounded by Liu Chen's respectful attitude.

Wait...wait, something seems to be wrong.

A bad premonition suddenly arose in my heart.

His face paled a bit, and he spoke tremblingly: "Liu... Special Assistant Liu, what did you call her just now?"

Liu Chen glanced at the receptionist in surprise, "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Don't you know? This is Mr. Jiang's daughter."

After saying that, Liu Chen seemed to have just reacted and exclaimed, "No way, the reason Miss Jiang didn't go up is because you stopped her downstairs?!"

"Oh my god, Lisa, how could you do this?"

Lisa Liang's face turned pale at this time: "I...I don't know. If I had known earlier, I would definitely let Miss Jiang go up!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang! I apologize to you! Please forgive me for this time!"

Lisa has already lowered her posture very low.

Jiang Wuyang looked at the person in front of him, stood up slowly, and took two steps towards Lisa.

He reached out his hand, and with his slender, jade-like, flawless fingers, he gently picked up Lisa's ID card and turned it to the side with her name and position.

“Lisa Liang.”

Jiang Wuyang whispered softly.

Lisa Liang couldn't help but shudder and didn't respond.

Jiang Wuyang had no intention of scaring her.

After putting down his work badge, he picked up his pink thermal box and went straight up the elevator.

Liu Chen followed Jiang Wuyang and before leaving, he looked at Liang Lisha deeply, sighed and shook his head.

Liang Lisha suddenly felt weak all over and sat down on the chair behind her.

It's over, it's all over, everything is over.

She had heard long ago that the president doted on his daughter like his life, and it was precisely because he was worried that others would treat his daughter badly that he chose not to continue to marry.

Now that she has offended his daughter, how can she survive?

Lisa Liang swallowed subconsciously, still harboring a fluke mentality in her heart. What if, what if the president doesn't know? What if the lady doesn't complain?

But it turns out that there is no such thing as a chance.

Liu Chen's phone rang on time.

No nonsense, just six words: "Go to the HR office and resign."

Liang Lisha's heart sank. You know, her job was famous for being low-work and high-paying. The salary Jiang's offered was higher than other places. If she lost this job, it would be difficult to find another easy job.

In fact, what Liang Lisha overlooked here is that if a large company allows you to do a job with less work and more pay, it only means that the work in your position is shared by many people, which also happens to show that you are highly replaceable.

One more or one less makes no difference.

Jiang Wuyang carried her pink lunch box and followed Liu Chen into the president's office.

"dad!"

Jiang Wuyang called out, and Jiang Jinrang finally looked up from the documents.

Seeing his precious daughter's face, Jiang Jin suddenly smiled across his wrinkles.

"Yangyang, you're here!"

Jiang Wuyang didn't say anything, and put the lunch box on the empty desk next to him: "Have you eaten yet? Come and eat something. You have work to deal with, and your health is also important."

Jiang Jinrang listened to his daughter the most. After hearing what Jiang Wuyang said, he dropped the document he was reading halfway and walked towards Jiang Wuyang.

"Why did you think of sending food to Dad today?"

Jiang Wuyang scratched his head and pretended to be calm: "Well, Aunt Wang said you haven't been home for a while, so I just came to see you."

Jiang Jinrang opened the box while preparing to eat.

He was still explaining to Jiang Wuyang, "I have to go on a business trip to Neon Country in a couple of days. There's a new batch of goods that need to be sent to Beautiful Country these days, so I plan to finish this business before I go."