Chapter 14 Is She the President's Wife?

Yu Group.

The moment Yu Nanchen strode into the building, he attracted countless gazes.

Yan Luo, who was following behind him, began to look around to search for beauties the moment he entered the room.

Jiang Shu walked quickly forward and opened the elevator door before Yu Nanchen arrived at the president's special elevator.

Yu Nanchen stepped into the elevator, and Yan Luo was about to go in.

The man's voice was cold and disdainful, "Jiang Shu, take her to the employee-only elevator and tell the secretary department to follow the requirements for new employees."

Jiang Shu nodded, "Yes."

Yan Luo maintained her standard smile, but the moment the elevator closed, the smile instantly disappeared.

This bastard gave her a hard time on her first day at work.

It's a slap in the face for the wife of the president to take the employee elevator!

What's more, everything should be done according to the requirements of the new employee. Isn't this telling the employee that she has no backing and should be treated however she wants?

Although she was the god of death and had never worked in the human world, she knew most of it clearly from the descriptions given by the ghosts.

She took a deep breath and decided that since she had to go through it, she might as well let the storm come even harder!

Who is she afraid of?

Jiang Shu took her into the ordinary employee elevator, which was soon packed with people.

Yan Luo's beautiful appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention. Someone secretly asked Jiang Shu, "Assistant Jiang, who is this?"

Jiang Shu coughed lightly and said, "I'm new in the secretarial department."

The man looked at Yan Luo secretly and moved towards her.

Jiang Shu realized something was wrong and separated the man.

Although his father doesn't want to see his wife, she is still a wife, and she has to help her outside no matter what.

The elevator stopped on the 88th floor, which is also the top floor of the building.

Yan Luo followed Jiang Shu to the secretariat.

"Hey, Special Assistant Jiang, great! Do you have any instructions?" The heavily made-up woman sitting on the seat hurriedly stood up and wanted to pour Jiang Shu a glass of water.

Jiang Shu smiled, "This is a new employee in the secretarial department, her name is Yan Luo. Please go through the onboarding procedures as normal." After saying that, he nodded slightly to Yan Luo and left.

The woman greeted him with a smile. "I am Zhang Lin, the secretary general of Yu Corporation. I must have a very close relationship with Jiang, as he was sent here personally. I remember the president's wife is called Yan Luo. You are not that person, are you? Are you here to experience life?"

Yan Luo knew that the so-called president's wife was a joke in people's eyes.

Yu Nanchen just wanted to embarrass her.

He was sure she would not admit it because an unfavored wife would be even more ostracized and looked down upon.

Yan Luo sat directly on the reception chair, her legs crossed leisurely, "You are quite discerning. It's too boring at home. I beg Nan Chen to let me come to work in the company."

Although the rumored Madam Yu was not favored, and Miss Lu Wanlu frequently appeared in the public eye, the possibility of the principal wife taking over could not be ruled out, so she could not make things difficult for the other party.

Zhang Lin asked curiously, "Then why do you work as a clerk in the secretarial department?"

Yan Luo chuckled and rubbed her blackened fingertips. "When Nan Chen asked me to be the Secretary-General, I thought, there must be someone already holding the position of Secretary-General. How could I bear to steal someone else's position? So I might as well start as a junior secretary. If I do well, it won't be too late to be the Secretary-General."

Zhang Lin clenched her fists subconsciously. She didn't expect that her position was in jeopardy. How could she possibly let her do an outstanding job?

She smiled and said, "Well, Mrs. Yu, I see that your hand seems to be injured. You just need to check some basic data."

This is what Yan Luo wants most. Newcomers are always exploited by old employees, and she doesn't want that!

After Zhang Lin recorded the message for her, he personally took her to the office.

Except for the chief secretary, the other junior secretaries work in a group office, separated by partitions.

Zhang Lin assigned her to a partition near the back, which was more secluded and quieter as there weren't always people passing by.

She introduced to everyone, "This is our new colleague Yan Luo. I hope everyone will take good care of him."

A charming secretary raised her hand and asked, "I remember the president's wife is called Yan Luo. I want to ask, are you our president's wife?"

Yan Luo nodded slightly, "Thank you all for your care."

This was an acknowledgement, and everyone looked at her with admiration.

Although it is well known that the president's wife is not favored, who wouldn't want to sit in that seat?

Footsteps were heard and everyone's eyes fell on the man.

Yu Nanchen glanced at it lightly and snorted, "How could the president's wife come to work here!" After saying that, he walked towards the conference room.

Yan Luo looked at the man's back and cursed in her heart.

【You bastard! 】

【Please tear down my stage in public! 】

[Just wait for me! ]

Zhang Lin finally understood. So what even if the person in front of him was the real president’s wife?

It was obvious that she was not favored by the president, and the president's attitude was to make this woman suffer.

She understood what was going on. She sneered and looked her up and down. "So what if she's not the president's wife? Why would she lie? Why would she be so vain?"

The remaining secretaries also began to discuss the matter.

"Oh my God! What's wrong with this guy? He comes here to cheat people!"

"If I were her, I would have gone to find a piece of tofu and killed myself."

"That's right, how can she be so shameless?"

......

Zhang Lin saw that everyone had almost finished spraying, so she made a pause gesture and said, "You guys are done. Who doesn't want to be the president's wife? Is there anything wrong with that? Everyone, work hard and don't make things difficult for the new colleagues."

She looked at Yan Luo and smiled faintly, "There will be a meeting in the conference room in five minutes, and we are in need of a typist. You see, we are all busy, and you are not familiar with the new job, so go and help first."

Oh, what a snob!

Before, she was given all kinds of leniency when she heard that she was the president's wife, but now, because of that bastard's words, she has to endure all kinds of difficulties.

I called him "you" every time before, and now I call him "you" every time!

She scoffed, "Okay!"

Zhang Lin patted her shoulder and said, "I have always kept my public and private affairs separate. Don't overthink it."

Yan Luo also patted her shoulder and smiled harmlessly, "But I have always been jealous of evil and I don't have a kind heart. From now on, I'll take it one day at a time!"

"What?" Zhang Lin was puzzled.

Yan Luo looked at the thin black shadow behind Zhang Lin and saw that his life span had suddenly decreased by one day.

She smiled contentedly and walked towards the conference room.

Yu Nanchen sat in the main seat, and executives of the Yu Group sat at the oval table.

When Yan Luo walked in, all the executives were surprised. Isn’t this Madam Yu?

Yu Nanchen said, "It's just that they look alike and have the same name."

A simple sentence cleared up the relationship between the two people.

Yan Luo smiled faintly, "Boss Yu, I will be in charge of record keeping today."

Yu Nanchen's eyes fell on her hands, his brows slightly frowned.

Jiang Shu motioned for her to sit below Yu Nanchen, "Here."

Yan Luo sat down with his hands on the keyboard.

For a whole hour, her hands never stopped.

Finally the meeting was over and her hands were trembling with soreness.

After all the participants left, only Yu Nanchen, Yan Luo and Jiang Shu were left in the huge conference room.