Wen Zeli looked at him, his tone gentle and clear, "I think Secretary Wang should be able to accomplish this."
Secretary Wang: "...Okay, Mr. Wen." What else can I do? The boss has spoken. How can I say no? Workers are just so humble.
Wen Hangxing left with satisfaction.
Secretary Wang stood in the deserted office, clutching a pile of documents, feeling like crying but unable to. He turned on his phone and quickly typed: "Latest news: Premier Wen left work early to go home to see his wife."
As soon as the news came out, a group of people who seemed to be working hard but were actually slacking off widened their eyes.
[What? The perpetual overtime addict is leaving early?]
I just saw Premier Wen in the elevator, and I was wondering why he doesn't bring anyone with him to work!
[Oh my god! When did Premier Wen get married? How come I didn't know?]
[Are you behind the times? I heard it was a secret marriage.]
[If I get a chance, I'd love to see this CEO's wife. I'm so curious. What kind of person could make President Wen smile?]
[Add 1 to the above post, I'm also curious. ]
Doesn't President Wen have a son? Wouldn't that make her a stepmother?
"What's the big deal? If I were someone like President Wen, who has both money and good looks, I'd be willing to marry him. I wouldn't have to have children, and I could still enjoy a good life. How wonderful!"
[Yes, if you are willing, then I am willing too.]
The conversation gradually veered off-center. Secretary Wang coughed lightly and continued, "That's enough! Just because President Wen is off duty doesn't mean we're off duty. Let's get back to work now."
The president's assistant's words were still intimidating. Everyone thought about their heavy workload and gradually stopped gossiping.
Secretary Wang looked at the work in his hands and became dejected. Then he thought of his eight-figure salary. With fire in his eyes, he encouraged himself: You can do it, come on, Wang Sheng, for the salary!
Wen Zeli got in the car and returned to the manor. The manor was designed for ecological and green purposes, so it was impossible to drive, so Wen Zeli got off the car at the door.
It was the first time he returned to the manor before dark. The summer trees were swaying, and the fragrance of an unknown flower wafted in the air, refreshing his heart.
Wen Zeli walked slowly and saw two figures walking side by side in front of him. One of them had the broad and mature figure of a man, and the other was petite and slender. They seemed to be a perfect match.
Wen Zeli quietly watched Lin Yitang turn his head and smile at Wen Hangxing. Seeing how he used to be obedient in front of his extremely impatient son, he slowly turned the Buddhist beads on his left hand, his expression gloomy.
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