Although Wen Ruo knew Lu Xingyun's identity early on, she still felt it was very sudden. Just yesterday, Lu Xingyun asked her to bring more dishes, but when she brought them, he was no longer in the office.
Wen Ruo is troubled.
Zhang Lu saw her frowning and thought the girl was sad.
Well, the two of them were making rapid progress and when their colleagues thought they were going to start eating dog food, Lu Xingyun was transferred and became the president of the company. The president's office is not on this floor, so it might not be easy for Wen to see him.
"Ruoruo, if you feel sad, you can tell me," Zhang Lu patted her shoulder, "Sister Zhang, I'm always here for you."
sad? Why should she be sad? Wen Ruo thought that she was at most a little melancholy, but she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this matter. Lu Xingyun's father is the chairman of the board, and he will become the president sooner or later. What worries her is that there are too many dishes today.
"Sister Zhang, please eat with me at noon, don't go get food."
It was probably originally meant for Lu Xingyun. Zhang Lu sighed, "Okay." At this time, the little girl needed someone to comfort her. "I'll eat with you."
As the two were talking, the new manager came to take over.
All the office staff came forward to greet them.
The new manager is a middle-aged man in his early forties named Yu Boxiao. He has a flat head and a square face. He looks very energetic and serious.
"I will take over the production department in the future. I hope we can work together to run it well and create greater wealth for the company." He said concisely.
Wen Ruo clapped along with her colleagues.
Yu Boxiao didn't say anything else. He just looked at Wen Ruo when he walked to the office door and said, "Come in."
The voice was deep and Wen Ruo was a little nervous.
Everyone has a different work style and temper. She was used to Lu Xingyun before, and now she has to get used to the new manager... I hope this person is as good as Lu Xingyun, Wen Ruo prayed silently.
Yu Boxiao stared at the little girl in front of him.
Just as Lu Shenxiu said, he seems out of touch with the world, but it would be impossible for him to enter the company if someone hadn't abused his power.
"What's on your plate right now?" he asked.
Although Lu Xingyun would write novels while at work, he never delayed company matters and was always swift and decisive. Wen Ruo replied, "Basically, there are only some trivial matters in the workshop. We have to wait for the machines over there to be refurbished."
Yu Boxiao nodded: "Come with me this afternoon... Can you drive?"
When asked about her weakness, Wen Ruo blushed and said, "No."
"An assistant who can't even drive?" Yu Boxiao's tone was quite dissatisfied. Such an assistant is not qualified.
She knows.
Wen Ruo quickly stated: "I'm already learning, and I should be able to get my driver's license within a month. Please give me a chance."
Although she was timid, her eyes were sincere. Yu Boxiao wanted to be more severe, but for some reason he was embarrassed to continue scolding her. The little girl looked as old as his daughter.
It feels like adults bullying children.
"I'll give you a month, get out."
The new manager disliked her on the first day of taking office. Wen Ruo felt sad, but she knew her own worth.
She was able to enter Chengrui because of luck, not because she was so outstanding, so if she was criticized, she could only work harder.
Wen Ruo encouraged herself.
Standing in the spacious office, Lu Xingyun was not in a very good mood. After taking a sip of the coffee made by his new assistant, his mood became even worse.
What craft? He thought to himself that it was totally inferior to what Wen Ruopao did.
"Dad, why did you suddenly give me a promotion?" he inquired.
"What do you mean by sudden?" Lu Shenxiu sat on the sofa, drinking coffee. "You have been working in the production department for more than two years. It's time for you to take this position. Xingyun, this is not sudden. Everyone in the company, including the shareholders, knows that you are my successor. Besides, your mother is worried about your hard work and quarrels with me at home. Now it can be considered killing two birds with one stone."
The older the ginger, the spicier it is. With such convincing reasons, Lu Xingyun did not find any suspicious points.
Lu Shenxiu finished his coffee and stood up: "Okay, I won't bother you. You deal with these documents and contracts on the table. As for me, I can finally have some free time today."
It was a very high stack, and Lu Xingyun got a headache looking at it.
When they were about to reach the door, Lu Shenxiu reminded them again: "You have just taken office and are not familiar with many places. Listen to Jiang Yuanhua's advice. He is a good helper. There are also Cheng Yu and Zhang Zuozhou."
Jiang Yuanhua was originally an assistant to Lu Shenxiu, but now he has been assigned to the president's office. And he is not the only one. Now Lu Xingyun has three assistants, and these assistants are all very experienced employees.
Lu Xingyun really needed it, so he nodded in agreement.
After Lu Shenxiu left, Lu Xingyun began to look through the documents.
It's already late.
Because the previous promotion required the presence of shareholders, the morning was basically spent on the succession process, and an hour later it was already 11:30. During this period, his cell phone received several calls, but the little fool never contacted him.
Lu Xingyun glanced at his phone and felt very unhappy.
Now, let alone Wen Ruo, all the employees in the company know that he has been promoted. As his former assistant, shouldn’t I care about him? Even if I don’t care, I should at least congratulate him, right?
She didn't react at all!
Lu Xingyun looked at his watch and it was almost twelve o'clock.
Seeing his action, Jiang Yuanhua asked: "Mr. Lu, are you hungry? How about I bring you some food?"
"Need not."
"So, Mr. Lu, are you planning to go out for dinner?" Jiang Yuanhua glanced at the schedule. "You are going to meet Mr. Wu from Jiangliu Group at 2:30 pm. Mr. Wu is not easy to schedule an appointment with, so you'd better leave at 1 pm. It's not appropriate to go out to a restaurant."
Compared to Wen Ruo, Jiang Yuanhua is much more professional, but Lu Xingyun doesn't like his harsh tone. Wen Ruo spoke softly, like gentle breeze and drizzle.
"I know, I won't go out to eat." Lu Xingyun stood up.
Jiang Yuanhua hurriedly picked up the coat from the hanger.
Lu Xingyun wore it and went out.
Jiang Yuanhua was a little surprised: "Boss Lu, let me get you the food!"
There were too many people in the cafeteria, so there was no need for him to go there in person.
"Who said I was going to get food?" Lu Xingyun frowned when he saw him following him all the time. "Go eat by yourself and wait for me in the parking lot at one o'clock."
He is not a fresh-faced kid who just graduated, so he doesn't need Jiang Yuanhua to teach him how to do things.
The tone was very tough. Jiang Yuanhua was stunned for a moment and smiled slightly: "Okay, Mr. Lu."
The chairman's son has a bit of a temper.
He turned and left tactfully.
The production department also breaks at 12 o'clock, but basically they can go to get lunch at 11:50. However, Wen Ruo doesn't need to get lunch. She brings her own food every day, and she must have brought her own portion today. On the way, Lu Xingyun wondered what dish she asked her father to cook... It would be nice if it was three-cup chicken. He had already eaten sweet and sour pork ribs and hairtail, so it was time for a change.
These are all her father's specialties.
As a result, when he walked to the tea room, he heard Zhang Lu's voice coming from inside: "Your father is a chef, no wonder the food is so delicious, absolutely amazing!" She then asked, "Where is your restaurant? I want to take my husband there to eat. It shouldn't be far, right?"
Zhang Lu was already eating his portion.
Full of rice, full of dishes.
Wen Ruo smiled and said, "It's not far. It's in front of Lianxi University. If you want to go there to eat, tell me in advance and I'll treat you."
"How can this be so embarrassing? Just give me an 20% discount. I can't eat without paying!"
Aren’t you eating now? Lu Xingyun walked in.
Zhang Lu was startled when she saw him and stood up immediately: "Manager... No, Mr. Lu, why are you here?"
Lu Xingyun said in a light tone: "Go out, I have something to say to her."
The man in front of him had a bad look on his face and his eyes were very unfriendly. Zhang Lu was a smart man and immediately looked at the lunch box on the table. Oh no, she ate the meal that originally belonged to Lu Xingyun! It’s over, it’s over. She was smart all her life but confused for a moment. How could she be so sure that Lu Xingyun would not come to see Wen Ruo just because he was promoted?
She even came to comfort Wen Ruo self-righteously.
Zhang Lu felt like a fool and hurried to make amends. She smiled and said to Wen Ruo, "Ruoruo, I was just saying hello to Mr. Lu. Speak of the devil and he will appear. I won't bother you any more."
When did she say that? Wen Ruo was confused.
However, Lu Xingyun came here at this time, probably for important business, so she immediately showed an expression of being ready to go at any time.
Seeing her clueless, Lu Xingyun was furious: "You gave her my meal?"
"Ah?" Wen Ruo was stunned for a moment before she remembered to bring him food. "No, I thought you..."
"You thought I wasn't coming to eat, did you?"
"Yes!" Wen Ru nodded her head like pounding onions. "You are the president now, you must be very busy, how can you have time?"
So there wasn't even a phone call? Lu Xingyun was so angry that he laughed at this little fool. If he was a little slow because he didn't understand his own heart at the beginning, then Wen Ruo was simply an emotional idiot.
Can't she see that?
Who is so sick in his head and has no affection for her at all, so he would teach her how to drive? Will you send her home? Will you have dinner with her?
Lu Xingyun really wanted to scold Wen Ruo, but when he glanced at the guess in the lunch box, he was stunned. Wen Ruo really brought three cups of chicken today.
"How did you know I wanted to eat this?" he asked.
Wen Ruoqiang remained calm: "I don't know... I just want to eat it myself."
"Really?" Lu Xingyun stared at her.
She wanted him to enjoy the meal more, so she asked her father to make three-cup chicken, and as a result, he got a promotion. Wen Ruo didn't dare to disturb him, so she naturally didn't tell him. She lowered her head and avoided Lu Xingyun's gaze: "Of course, I like to eat this."
What a coincidence! Lu Xingyun was puzzled, but Wen Ruo was too stupid to guess it.
He looked at the tempting Three Cups Chicken and said, "You owe me a meal now. Bring it over tomorrow and send it to my office."
Wen Ruo:......
Lu Xingyun is no longer the production manager, nor is she his assistant. Wen Ruo thought of Yu Boxiao's serious face: "I don't know if I'm free tomorrow. Maybe I'll go out with the manager."
Lu Xingyun: ...
"Wen Ruo, do you know why I asked you to bring food?" Could she use her brain?
Dad is a good cook and he loves food.
Wen Ruo said proudly: "Because the food my father cooks is better than any chef in any restaurant!"
Lu Xingyun: ...Okay.
He now suspected that Wen Ruo had never liked Xie Qinglin at all. She was completely clueless and could not see his true intentions.
"Well, so you must compensate me for this meal." Lu Xingyun saw her smooth hair and reached out to rub it. "You should know who to listen to, me or your manager, right?"
Wen Ruo was frightened by his actions.
He touched her hair!
No, that’s not important. What’s important is that he wants her to ignore her boss, Manager Yu, and go to the president’s office to deliver food!
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