Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"It seems that Mr. Si got what he wanted." Wan Qiqi was lying at home, shaking her feet leisurely. Her style of handling things is different from that of Mr. Gao Ya. She likes to control more behind the scenes, so that even if there is anything, she will be held accountable. Why not do it if you can make money without reaching her head?
"It's still early, but I charged some interest in advance."

As soon as he heard the news of the accident in the printing factory, his first reaction was to contact his own resources. It was Wan Qiqi who called to persuade him not to act rashly, and let Wen Qian resolve the quarrel between her and Fu Yicheng.

As expected, the person staring at Fu Zhai reported that Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian hadn't commuted to get off work together these days.

"You don't need to thank me, I'm helping myself too, it's up to President Si next."

If the rumors of Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng's marriage change were to become even bigger, she would know what to do without her reminding Si Yue.

After Fu Yicheng hung up the phone, he contacted the company's headquarters to promote the sale of the magazine overseas. The magazine was sold out within two hours of its launch.

The person in charge who has been staring at the data is stunned, and the orders are still increasing rapidly: "Shut it off!"

The programmer urgently closed the purchase channel, which has never happened before.

"Hurry up and notify the printing factory to reprint." He expected that the magazine would be popular online, but he didn't expect that it would be sold out so quickly. Too many people clicked to buy, which led to reprinting.

"Editor-in-chief, the order number exceeded [-] by the deadline." It was twice as many as they had prepared, which is a rare occasion.

"It's too late even if the current printing factory does additional printing."

"Notify the postponement of the late order, since they bought it, they can afford to wait."

The chemical effect of Si Yue and Wen Qian's combination is different, and his bonus this month will be doubled again.

Si Yue has been monitoring the status of the magazine in real time, and he is also responsible for the short sale. He has used a little resources to sell the magazine overseas.

Overseas markets are also looking forward to the combination of him and Wen Qian.

This led to the results seen by the head of the magazine.

Fu Yicheng was caught off guard when he saw the magazine's publicity, and it was double sold out as soon as it went online. Naturally, it deserves a good report by the marketing account. In addition, Wen Qian cleared a batch of marketing accounts that transferred black money before, and the current atmosphere is almost all positive.

Press the shortcut key to call the administrative assistant: "Come in."

The administrative assistant was looking at the photos in Wen Qian's magazine. They were so beautiful. When she thought that she was the proprietress of her company, she couldn't help being proud.

After receiving the call from the president, I reluctantly closed the page.

"Mr. Fu, the meeting is in one hour, and the meeting with the bank is in two hours..."

The administrative assistant reported on the upcoming itinerary, and Fu Yicheng interrupted impatiently after he said two items.

"I didn't ask you to come in to ask about work."

"What is that asking?"

Fu Yicheng turned his mobile phone in front of the administrative assistant, and it was the cover of Wen Qian and Si Yue's two-person magazine. This is not the largest one, but the largest inside page, so you can't see it if you don't buy the magazine.

The assistant was even more confused. It's not that he didn't know the people above, so he didn't understand why Fu Yicheng asked him to come in.

"Hasn't the printing factory been rectified? Why are magazines still published?"

The assistant finally realized, yes, something happened in the printing factory, how did the magazine go online?
"Forget it, you don't know if I ask you." Fu Yicheng called again and called all the people he ordered to do this matter that day.

"I asked you to fix the printing factory just because I don't want the magazine to go online. Is this how you do things?"

Outside the office, everyone was trembling. He was busy with his work, but he wanted to stick his ears to the door of the CEO's office.

"Boss Fu, this is not the only printing factory." Maybe there really was someone who disregarded Fu Yicheng's authority and accepted the magazine's order under pressure?
Fu Yicheng dislikes people who make excuses for not being able to handle things the most: "You're still sophistrying, give me all to go to the foreign branch to train!"

It happened that the branch was short of manpower.

The newly established branch is economically backward in the hottest region in the world, and it is simply two extremes with the domestic one.

The most important thing is, after staying there for a year or so and coming back, I don’t know what kind of black has become, how can I find a girlfriend?

But it was a fact that they were ineffective in handling affairs, and there was no reason to refute Fu Yicheng's words.

"Master Fu, next time we will definitely not make such mistakes again, just let us go this time." Compared to being assigned, losing face is a trivial matter.

Fu Yicheng threw the pen in his hand and hit the tie of one of them, there was a storm in his deep eyes.

The subordinates knew that there was no room for negotiation: "Let's go now."

Just about to go out, Wen Qian opened the office door first.Almost collided with the one who was walking in the front.

When the people in the secretary's office saw Wen Qian's sudden visit, their work was no longer good. Wen Qian was Fu Yicheng's switch, as long as she came, it would be fine even if they missed work.

The subordinates' eyes lit up when they saw Wen Qian, and saw that the savior was no different: "Madam, you are here."

"I found the magazine's printing house, and it's none of their business."

Fu Yicheng frowned and waved his hands, telling his subordinates to go out first.

"Mr. Fu, what about the branch?" One of them boldly expressed his opinion on behalf of everyone.

"Get out!" Fu Yicheng lowered his voice, and the low air pressure permeated his body.

The subordinates didn't dare to do it again, and rushed out one by one with their heads down.

Only Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian were left in the office, and the air was so quiet that the sound of the air conditioner penetrated into their ears.

"Why did you find a printing factory?" He said that there is a printing factory in J City who dared to take the risk of offending him to accept the order from the magazine, and it turned out that Wen Qian was the one who found it.

Because of this, he was even more puzzled: "What position do you put me in by doing this?"

Wen Qian also returned a puzzled look: "It's just a magazine, and you were present from the signing to the filming, so why did it involve the question of where I put you?"

If the company hadn't been suppressed by Lan Jun now, Wen Qian wouldn't be in a hurry to get the magazine online, but didn't Fu Yicheng think it was too much to clean up the printing factory?

"You know in your heart what those readers will think when they read the magazine." Fu Yicheng emphasized his tone with anger on his face.

"That's all temporary, and Si Yue and I won't have any intersection in reality."

It's not that Fu Yicheng is jealous, but because he is too possessive. Wen Qian feels that it is necessary to change Fu Yicheng's mind.

"Don't just believe what you say on the Internet. You can ask me in person, or do you say that I am not worthy of your trust?"

Once there was a quarrel, the topic would become more and more serious, and Wen Qian unconsciously spoke out what was in her heart.

Fu Yicheng remained silent. It wasn't that he didn't trust Wen Qian, it was because he was worried about her and worried that she would be cheated, so when something happened, he would use his own relationship investigation. Wen Qian was usually the one who was notified, and some even have no idea.

His silence Wen Qian already had the answer.