After hesitating for a while, Assistant Li called out to Lin Yitang, "Madam, I think there's something amiss with your college classmate. Could you please pay more attention to him?"
Lin Yitang knew that something was wrong with Xu Qian, but she was surprised that Assistant Li, who was so smooth, would take the initiative to remind her. Lin Yitang asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will dislike you because you made up stories about my classmates?"
Assistant Li smiled bitterly, "Madam, you're joking. Your safety is the most important thing. I was wrong about what happened today. I apologize for disturbing you. Please forgive me."
Lin Yitang didn't say forgiveness or not, he just smiled and nodded, then walked forward, "Let's go, your President Wen should be off work."
Assistant Li felt a surge of shock in his heart as he watched her back. The aura the lady had just displayed was so similar to that of President Wen that he unconsciously submitted to her. Assistant Li stood there speechless, and it was not until a long time later that he woke up from a dream and followed her.
Wen Zeli received news that Lin Yitong was waiting for him downstairs in the company, and called Secretary Wang in to arrange work.
Secretary Wang: “…”
He really has a hard life.
Wen Zeli finished arranging everything and was about to leave. Secretary Wang, still unwilling to give up, asked, "Mr. Wen, there's a banquet tonight. Are you going?"
Wen Zeli flipped his wrist and picked up the coat draped over the leather armchair. "No need, go ahead. I'm off work."
Secretary Wang: “???”
No way, this is my company or yours. Are you so careless?
To be honest, he did miss the former Premier Wen Jiabao. Working 24 hours a day was like not sleeping at all. He treated the company as his home and often worked until three or four in the morning. It was nothing like now. He leaves early and comes in late every day, which puts a lot of pressure on his work.
Secretary Wang pleaded pitifully, "Boss Wen, tonight's banquet is quite important. I can't represent you. How about you stay a little longer?"
Wen Zeli paused and looked at him with a half-smile, "Why are you so slow today? Tell me, what are you worried about?"
Secretary Wang scowled. "My girlfriend doesn't like me drinking. If I go in your place, I won't be able to get home tonight."
Wen Zeli replied in a very inhumane way: "I have an apartment in Jinshui. I'll give you the key. Will you stay there tonight?"
Secretary Wang's face twisted. Was that what he meant? If he did that, his wife would definitely break up with him.
Knowing that Wen Zeli was determined to leave work, Secretary Wang smiled weakly and said to him, "Boss Wen, take care."
Wen Zeli left.
Secretary Wang looked at the pile of documents on the table with a frown on his face. Just then, a phone call came in. When he saw the caller ID, his eyebrows jumped and he quickly answered the call.
"Yueyue, why are you calling?"
"Tonight isn't going to be a good night. I have to go to a party. How about I go to a concert with you tomorrow night?"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's precisely because of work that President Wen has something to do today, so I went in his place."
"No, no, no, I want to listen to you and drink less, but this is a social event after all, there's nothing I can do."
Secretary Wang's mouth was filled with bitterness. "I'm not making excuses. I really have to attend a social event. Hey, hey, hey, honey, don't hang up... the phone."
Secretary Wang looked at the dark screen, tears streaming down his face.
He's really miserable. Not only does he have to work overtime, but he's also upset his girlfriend. He might not even have a place to sleep when he gets home.
Secretary Wang patted his face and said, "You can do it, Lao Wang. No difficulty can defeat you as long as you believe in the light."
A colleague who happened to be passing by after get off work asked, "???"
I didn’t expect that Secretary Wang, who usually looks gentle and refined, also likes Tiga. This hobby is really unique.
Secretary Wang carried the documents to his seat, sat down and started working on them in full view of everyone, as if he would not leave until he had finished the work.
Those who hadn't finished get off work yet looked at each other in confusion, and a few people who were close to him came out and asked, "Secretary Wang, are you working overtime tonight?"
Secretary Wang's sharp, cold light flashed from under his glasses, freezing the questioner. He laughed and said, "I'm just asking, out of concern for you."
Secretary Wang withdrew his gaze and his hands clattered on the keyboard. The sound was very disturbing, but no one dared to say a word.
"If you have work to do, take a seat and do it. If you don't have any, leave immediately and don't gather here. Are you still human by mocking someone who's working overtime?"
Everyone returned to their seats with a wry smile. Someone, who was just looking for trouble, said, "God has bestowed great responsibilities on those who are capable. Secretary Wang, you should do more work."
Secretary Wang sneered, "I see you're capable too. Will you work overtime with me tonight?"
The man's face instantly lost color and he hurriedly refused, "I'm not. I'd better forget it."
Secretary Wang knew the person who said this. The various departments of the company were not always harmonious. There were always personal connections within the company. It was because of an internal promotion opportunity that the uncle of the person who said this wanted to use his connections but was rejected by him. So the two of them held a grudge against each other and would make sarcastic remarks about him whenever they had the chance.
Now that someone was scared, Secretary Wang's originally depressed mood became less uncomfortable.
Furthermore, his immediate supervisor, Mr. Wen, was an extremely generous person, so Secretary Wang wasn't particularly averse to working overtime. Real estate prices in Changcheng were skyrocketing, and even with his salary, it was difficult to afford one. To secure a house, Secretary Wang had to work tirelessly.
While the subordinates were extremely busy, the boss was leisurely sitting in the car drinking tea with a beautiful wife by his side. This was one of the great pleasures in life.
Today I drove the family's Land Rover Range Rover. The Windsor perforated leather seats had a nice texture. Lin Yitang leaned comfortably on the backrest and yawned.
Tears welled up in her almond-shaped eyes, making them look watery and pure and lazy.
Wen Zeli laughed and said, "You look just like Potato lying on the sofa watching cartoons, both of you are so lazy."
Lin Yitang curled his eyes and glanced at him sideways, "You are the only one who talks too much. It's very annoying."
Even the driver, who knew how the couple got along, felt his hand slip. The lady was being too rude. The young couple should stop arguing.
The driver quietly paid attention to the reaction of the male owner in the back seat, but did not dare to pay attention openly, so he had to use his ears to feel it.
Ever since the lady said that, the back row was extremely quiet, without a sound at all. Given the gentleman's temper, could it be that he really hit the lady?
Without caring about anything else, the driver looked back through the rearview mirror, expecting to see a bloody scene, but instead he was inevitably stunned.
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