Chapter 49 Ha, he said he was here to check up on me, but he didn't even glance at me.
After seeing Xiao Yuan off, Wen Yao immediately took out her phone and questioned Fu Jinzhi.
I can handle any dissent: What did you do? Now the whole world knows I have connections.
She's the best at dealing with all kinds of dissent: She's afraid people won't discover that I'm your wife!
I'll take care of anyone who dares to challenge me: Believe me, once my identity is exposed, you'll be the one who suffers the most.
A cure for all dissent: Ha, not replying? Feeling guilty?
This is the best way to deal with any dissent: You really uphold male virtues, not contacting your ex or your current partner.
I'll take care of all kinds of dissent: You ignore me? Do you think I still care? I practiced swordsmanship in the Kunlun Mountains for six years, and my heart is as cold as the snow there; I killed fish at RT-Mart for ten years, and my heart is as cold as a knife.
This is a cure for all kinds of dissent: Still not replying? Fine, whatever. Okay, actually I didn't really want to chat with you either. You're pretty average, lol, you're such a show-off.
...
After sending a series of messages, I finally received a reply.
Fu Jinzhi: Wen Yao, I'm in a meeting right now.
Wen Yao smiled confidently, "I've finally caught you!"
It can cure any dissent: President Fu is looking at his phone during a meeting, tsk tsk, not focused on his work.
Fu Jinzhi: My phone is being projected, but your pop-up windows keep appearing one after another.
ah? ? ?
Recalling the rubbish she had just posted, Wen Yao was so embarrassed she wanted to dig her toes into the ground.
Help! Is it too late to back out now?
Fu Jinzhi: I was just kidding. I was just daydreaming during the meeting.
Fu Jinzhi: Smiling.jpg
Wen Yao gritted her teeth, "That trash Fu Jinzhi!"
Before the lunch break, Wen Yao was surrounded by many veteran employees.
"Is this really the level of a recent graduate? Impressive!" a middle-aged man exclaimed.
"You'd be even more surprised if you saw her initial level; it was like going from complete novice to expert," Xiao Yuan said with a wry smile.
Even the lead artist, Lao Wu, came over and said, "He lacks a bit of inspiration, but his technique is impeccable. He's like a seasoned veteran who's been in the industry for several years."
"You guys still have the nerve to crowd around and stare at them? They're about to be overtaken by the newcomers!"
Hearing these compliments, Wen Yao forced a smile—because she had spent most of the morning watching movies in her mind, and all the work was done by 8848.
"Brother 8, at least pretend to progress slowly!"
8848 scoffed: "I'm already slow enough. I could read this in less than 0.01 seconds using such low-level software techniques."
8848 is the king of the internet in this world. All digital technology issues are as easy and comfortable for it as a tiger entering the forest.
In short, it's much simpler than manipulating Wen Yao's body to draw.
Wen Yao could only silently accept the astonished gazes of the crowd.
There's nothing she can do; the one who gets things done is the boss. What can she do to 8848?
When it was lunchtime, Xiao Yuan warmly invited Wen Yao to go to the staff canteen together.
"The food in our company cafeteria is quite good, and the prices are reasonable."
Xiao Yuan looked quite proud, "Our chief artist lives right next to the company, and we often come to the restaurant to eat during our holidays!"
"That's amazing?" Wen Yao's eyes sparkled.
She took out her phone, decisively declined Fu Jinzhi's invitation to come upstairs for lunch, and happily followed Xiao Yuan to the staff cafeteria.
To cure any dissent: No way, you eat it yourself, I'm going to the staff cafeteria with my colleagues~
Seeing Fu Jinzhi's suddenly worsened expression, Du Cheng was somewhat puzzled.
He tentatively asked, "Mr. Fu, it's lunchtime. Shall I bring your wife up?"
"No need." Fu Jinzhi said calmly, loosening his tie and exuding a slightly sinister aura. "She went to the staff cafeteria for lunch."
With newly acquainted colleagues.
Ha, he said he was here to check up on me, but he didn't even glance at me.
Assistant Du immediately understood why the person in front of him was suddenly in a bad mood. "So, Mr. Fu, are you going to the staff cafeteria for lunch today?"
Fu Jinzhi said expressionlessly, "No need, I'll eat in my office."
He rarely ate at the company cafeteria, so his sudden departure would definitely attract the attention of the employees.
Although he was very unhappy, Fu Jinzhi understood that Wen Yao did not want to reveal her identity so soon.
I could only suppress my emotions and eat alone.
Mutual respect is the primary principle in a marriage.
However, he will neither deliberately expose nor actively conceal it; he is not secretly married!
Looking at President Fu, who was radiating a dark aura, Assistant Du sighed inwardly. An excellent assistant to the president should solve his problems.
He took out his phone, tapped it, and sent a few messages.
Du Cheng: Xiao Yuan, I heard you're taking care of Wen Yao now? Would it be convenient to take a few photos?
Du Cheng: It's fine whether it's for work or rest.
Du Cheng: Don't let her find out yet.
Xiao Yuan was eating when he suddenly received a message from Du Cheng, and he almost spat out his food.
Du Cheng is no ordinary employee; he is not only the president's office manager with real power, but also the big boss's most trusted confidant.
Even senior executives address him as "General Manager Du".
Although he was very approachable and added almost all the company employees on WeChat.
But in reality, it's still a relationship that she, as a lowly employee, couldn't possibly reach even through a roundabout route.
Xiao Yuan's pupils dilated in shock as she looked at the message. What earth-shattering secret had she discovered?
Could it be that Wen Yao's backer is President Du?
That's truly remarkable; no wonder they were parachuted in.
But……
Gongde Yuanyuan: Mr. Du, isn't it a bit inappropriate to take photos without permission?
Du Cheng: I'll give you 500 performance points for each one.
Xiao Yuan was overjoyed. It's just taking a few photos, right? No problem!
She glanced at Wen Yao across from her, who was eating with great relish, her attention completely focused on her plate, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He subtly took out his phone and snapped the first photo of 500 yuan.
Then the second, third, fourth... were gradually produced.
"Assistant Du, what are you doing?"
Fu Jinzhi was already in a bad mood, and to make matters worse, Du Cheng, who is usually serious and meticulous, kept looking at his phone all day.
He frowned as he looked at Du Cheng, his voice slow and deliberate but his manner extremely imposing.
Although he had followed Fu Jinzhi for many years, Du Cheng was still afraid of him getting angry.
Assistant Du wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stepped forward with an air of sophistication:
"I was worried that my wife might not be used to working here for the first time, so I had some of my staff take a few photos of her."
"My husband looks to be in good condition. Shall I send it to you for a look?"
While asking the question, he sent all the photos without hesitation.
But instead of picking up his phone, Fu Jinzhi reached out to him – meaning he wanted his phone.
Assistant Du quickly handed over the phone, and saw Fu Jinzhi leaning lazily against the leather office chair, slowly flipping through the photos and deleting them.
Assistant Du was both amused and exasperated: he had known Fu Jinzhi for ten years, and this was the first time he had seen him in this state when he was in love.
Domineering and selfish, like a vicious wolf guarding its bones, it bares its teeth fiercely at every covetous person, and no one is allowed to give it a second glance.
After a long while, Fu Jinzhi finished looking at all the photos and returned the phone to Assistant Du.
He remained expressionless, but his assistant, Du, who knew him well, knew that his mood had improved.
The subtle changes in her eyebrows and eyes have softened.
Du Cheng: "Should we let Xiao Yuan continue filming?"
Fu Jinzhi didn't reply, but directly opened a document and started working.
Not answering is itself an answer.
Du Cheng lowered his eyes and made it a daily routine to send President Fu a photo of his wife.
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