Mu Shicang's phone was actually password-protected. Yang Shushu tried several times but failed to open it, so she simply gave up. She found a magazine on his desk, sat in his seat, and read the magazine while eating milk beans.
The magazine was a business magazine. Yang Shushu was just flipping through it casually, and then he saw an exclusive interview with Mu Shicang. There was no photo of him on it, just an interview. He remembered that the questions were generally about some business issues, until the end, the reporter asked a personal question.
Reporter: We all know that Mr. Mu was raised by his grandfather. So do you have anything to say to Mr. Mu?
Mu Shicang: There are too many things to say, maybe you haven’t allocated enough space, I’d better go home and talk to grandpa.
Reporter: Mr. Mu, you are really humorous. Can you tell us about your new wife?
Mu Shicang: She is a very cute and gentle girl. I am very lucky to marry her. I know there may be some rumors about us recently. I would like to thank you all for your attention. But please give us some private space. After all, I don’t want to make my debut and steal the jobs of other big stars.
Reporter: Haha, with Mr. Mu’s conditions, if he were to become a star, he would definitely get a lot of traffic.
Next, the reporter did not ask any more personal questions and returned to business issues in the end. Yang Shushu looked at the interview time and it seemed that she had just returned to the Mu family not long ago.
She smacked her lips. This hypocrisy was truly breathtaking. Cute and gentle? Was she lucky to marry her?
Humph, she wanted to see how long he could be lucky!
Throwing the magazine aside, she began to sit in her boss's chair, spinning around while eating snacks. When she turned her back to the door, two people were already standing outside. The gorgeous female secretary was about to open the door and smiled at the middle-aged man behind her, who was wearing a Zhongshan suit, had a slicked-back hair, and held his head high. He looked particularly serious and old-fashioned. "Mr. Ma, there are people inside. You can go in directly."
Ma Zhengtao nodded and went in without any hesitation. When he pushed the door open, Yang Shushu was eating with her back to the door and didn't notice the sound of the door opening. When the door closed, Yan Yan outside the door showed a friendly smile on her face, with a bit of viciousness.
The secretary from before saw her smile and said to the senior sitting across from her after returning, "Why didn't Sister Yan tell Mr. Ma that it was the president's wife inside?"
The senior didn't even raise his head, but just said to her: "Do your job, don't worry about anything else."
The secretary didn't understand what was going on, but didn't ask any further questions.
Ma Zhengtao approached Mu Shicang's office, but the secretary outside said that there was someone inside, but he didn't see anyone. He couldn't help but look a little unhappy. Xiao Mu's subordinates were becoming more and more unreasonable. He didn't even know whether there was anyone inside.
Thinking of this, he was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, Yang Shushu turned around on her swivel chair. Their eyes met and they were both stunned for a moment. Then they heard Ma Zhengtao sternly shout, "What's your name? Why are you sitting there? It's so rude."
There were still potato chip crumbs on the corners of Yang Shushu's mouth as she stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of her. His Mao suit and slicked-back hair almost made her think he had traveled through time. The key point was his expression and the way he spoke, which reminded her of her junior high school dean. Her body reacted reflexively, hiding the potato chip bag behind her, then wiped her mouth, stood up and said, "My name is Yang Shushu."
Ma Zhengtao frowned at her. In his eyes, Yang Shushu, as a secretary, had unsuitable clothes and poor manners, not to mention a bad work attitude. She was actually sitting in the president's seat and eating snacks.
At this time, he saw several empty snack bags on the desk, and his eyes became even sterner. Although he couldn't stand employees like Yang Shushu, she was Mu Shicang's subordinate after all, and he couldn't fire her directly. He just felt that as a long-term partner, in order to make the cooperation more pleasant, he should remind Mu Shicang.
"Why don't you pack these things up quickly?" Ma Zhengtao put one hand behind his back and pointed at the empty bag on the table with the other, glaring at Yang Shushu.
Yang Shushu looked at the old man who looked as serious as the principal with a puzzled look. After thinking for a while, she decided not to do the same as him, so she reached out and grabbed the bag. It turned out that she had thrown it into the trash can beside the desk.
Perhaps because she dressed so casually, Ma Zhengtao became suspicious of her attitude and immediately became angry: "What's your attitude?"
"..." Why is this old man so difficult to serve? Who are you? You are more like a father than my father, and you think you are a grandfather?
Seeing that Yang Shushu didn't say anything, he said again: "Why don't you go and clean up here?"
Yang Shushu was a survivor. He pointed at the potato chip crumbs that Yang Shushu had eaten on the table and was a little impatient. She had a bad temper to begin with, but considering that the other person was old and looked very similar to her former head teacher, she didn't care and obediently cleaned up the crumbs.
Ma Zhengtao felt a little relieved now, but Yang Shushu left such a bad impression on him that he couldn't stand her at all: "Don't you know you should prepare tea? How did you get in without even a little bit of common sense?"
Yang Shushu thought for a moment and pointed to the door: "From the main gate."
"Tsk, it looks like you got some backdoor, didn't you? I didn't expect Xiaomu to fall for it." The old man showed an expression that showed the moral decline of the world, which made Yang Shushu look confused.
"No, sir, why should I go through the back door? I came in openly through the main door."
Yang Shushu couldn't figure out where this old man came from. Normally, the secretary would take a visitor to the reception room, right? But he came straight to the office, bossing her around with a stern attitude. She'd initially suspected he was another relative of the Mu family, but why did he act as if he didn't know her?
Since she didn't know the other person's identity, she could only use the most common name.
Ma Zhengtao was stunned when he was called "Uncle". For many years, everyone either called him "Mr. Ma" or "Mr. Ma". He hadn't heard such a friendly and common name for a long time. He felt a little emotional for some reason. He remembered that when he was in his thirties, he was busy starting a business all day long. He looked decades older than his peers. Some people called him "Uncle" then, but at that time he devoted himself to his career and didn't pay attention to these names at all.
But now when I hear it, besides recalling that period of time, I inexplicably feel that I am really old.
At this time, Mu Shi Cangfeng had just finished his meeting and was walking out of the conference room when Wang quietly caught up with him, lowering his head and looking remorseful: "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now and forgot to tell you that Mr. Ma came to wait for you before your meeting ended. He is probably in your office now. Mr. Ma doesn't seem to know Mrs. Mu, she..."
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