Qiao Yingrui originally planned to call Su Man directly and ask her to come to the hospital, but he called several times and was always busy.
So he sent a message to Suman: "If you see the news, come to the First Hospital immediately."
When Su Man took a break from her busy schedule to check her phone, she found this "domineering statement" and found it a little funny.
She typed a line of words casually, "I'm busy with work, come to the company to find me if you have anything."
After replying, she didn't care what Qiao Yingrui replied and just went about her own business.
In fact, Su Man was not completely perfunctory in his response. She was indeed very busy recently.
Luo Ming Cosmetics planned to create a beauty festival, and Su Man, as the lucky cat of Luo Ming Cosmetics, was naturally given the responsibility of organizing this event.
Decke is on a business trip these days, so all the big and small matters of the event cannot be handled without her.
But Qiao Yingrui didn't think so when he received the news. In his opinion, the reason why Su Man disrespected him was because his current status was not as good as before, and he felt a little more resentful towards Su Man.
So when he got to Luo Mingcaizhuang, his face was as smelly and hard as a stone in a pit.
"Call Zhao Man out."
Qiao Yingrui said coldly to the front desk.
The receptionist smiled professionally. "Hello, sir. Are you looking for Manager Zhao? Do you have an appointment?"
Qiao Yingrui, who had become accustomed to Zhao Man's instantaneous presence, showed impatience. "Do I need to make an appointment to see her? Just call her and she'll come out naturally."
Seeing his rudeness, the receptionist's smile turned cold. "I'm sorry, sir. Manager Zhao is very busy. If you don't have an appointment, I can't disturb him."
Qiao Yingrui frowned, "What do you mean by disturbing or not? She is my ex-wife."
"Ex-wife?"
The receptionist was surprised for a moment. She looked at the man in front of her and secretly clicked her tongue. It was no wonder that a man like this became her ex-husband.
Not only that, the gossipy woman had also heard rumors that Qiao Yingrui had abandoned his wife and children, and her contempt for him was even greater. She cleared her throat and said, "Excuse me, sir, the rule I've received is that no one is allowed in without an appointment. If you are a former family member of Manager Zhao, you can call Manager Zhao directly. As long as she nods, I can let you in."
"you!"
Qiao Yingrui pointed at the receptionist's nose as if he was about to get angry, but when he saw that many people around had noticed him, he put his hand down fiercely and said, "Okay, I'll make the call myself."
He seemed to want to prove something, so instead of walking away, he dialed the number right in front of the receptionist.
“Beep, beep, beep…”
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."
“Beep, beep, beep…”
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."
Seeing Qiao Yingrui's painstakingly designed face-slapping plot, from "teaching the young receptionist a lesson" to "being taught a lesson for being too young", the receptionist kindly said, "Sir, I think you will have to fight for a while. Why don't you sit in our reception area and continue?"
Qiao Yingrui: “…”
His face turned pale and he left the front desk in dejection.
During this time, he felt several vague gazes on him, accompanied by whispers.
"Is this man Manager Zhao's ex-husband?"
"Yeah, you didn't hear it."
"I heard it, but his presence gave me an illusion."
"What illusion?"
"I can do that too."
"Hahaha."
The shrill laughter was forced into Qiao Yingrui's ears, making him feel extremely aggrieved.
At this moment, he happened to have swapped roles with the former Zhao Man.
Qiao Yingrui had just married Zhao Man at the time, and one day, he was in a hurry to go to work and forgot to bring his cell phone. Zhao Man, fearing he had something important to tell her, brought it to him, but was stuck at the front desk, unable to get in.
Because Qiao Yingrui had reminded Zhao Man that he didn't want people in the company to know that he was remarrying, she had no way to prove her identity and could only wait foolishly. It was not until Qiao Yingrui wanted to go home for lunch break to get his phone that he discovered her.
For some reason, Qiao Yingrui, who was sitting in the hall and receiving everyone's attention, suddenly remembered this incident.
The atmosphere in their company was not as relaxed as that of Luo Ming Cosmetics, especially the woman at the front desk. She relied on her connections with the top management and was used to flattering the powerful and bullying the weak. Zhao Man had been hanging around for the entire morning and didn't know how many cold stares she would have to endure from her.
...
The air conditioning in the hall was turned on high, and when Qiao Yingrui's knees were aching slightly from the air, someone finally came.
"Mr. Joe, huh?"
Qiao Yingrui looked at the strange young man in front of him and asked hesitantly, "Who are you?"
"I'm Sister Man's assistant, my name is Xiaofei, please come upstairs with me."
"Assistant? How come I didn't know she had an assistant?"
Looking at Xiao Fei's youthful face, Qiao Yingrui felt a little unhappy. Why didn't the assistant find a girl? It was reasonable to spend every day with a man.
Because of this little dissatisfaction, Qiao Yingrui's attitude towards Xiao Fei was also very cold, "Forget it, just take me to see Zhao Man."
Xiao Fei said in a good-tempered manner, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, Sister Man is holding a meeting with the staff. I'll take you to Sister Man's office to wait."
"A meeting? Zhao Man is holding a meeting for someone else?"
It seems that Qiao Yingrui has had a lot of questions since he came to Luo Ming Cosmetics. In fact, he is not confused about the questions themselves, but he can't imagine that Zhao Man would be associated with words like assistant and meeting.
This is an inherent way of thinking. No matter how successful you are in the outside world, in the eyes of your relatives and friends, you are still that three-year-old child wearing open-crotch pants.
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