Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Zhao Jiarong's face turned pale, and her eyes were red with anger.

She gritted her teeth and looked at the calm and composed Gu Xiaoman, but there was nothing she could do, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

"Gu Xiaoman!"

Gu Xiaoman was too lazy to bother with her, so he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the office.

Zhao Jiarong stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and walked in behind her.

Du Mingyu was sitting on the sofa, making tea, when he saw two people coming in, he pointed to the sofa.

"sit."

Gu Xiaoman nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Zhao Jiarong glared at Gu Xiaoman, snorted coldly, and sat down on the other side.

Du Mingyu made tea, poured two cups, and put them in front of the two of them one by one.

"This is the Yuqian Longjing tea sent by others during the Chinese New Year. How about the taste?"

"Thank you, Mr. Du."

Gu Xiaoman smiled politely, picked it up and blew on it, then took a sip.

She doesn't know much about tea, and she doesn't usually drink much.

The last time I drank tea was in the glass room, and Fu Wenyao cooked the tea himself.

Du Mingyu's cup of tea was obviously much worse than the cup of tea in the glass room.

She didn't show it on her face, and said flatteringly, "It's really good tea."

Zhao Jiarong gave her a cold look, and said in a strange way: "Who are you perfunctory, Director Gu has drunk too much good tea, doesn't he look down on you?"

Gu Xiaoman put down the teacup and ignored her.

On the contrary, Du Mingyu's face darkened, and he put down his teacup heavily.

The teacup collided with the table and made a "bang" sound.

He looked at Zhao Jiarong seriously, and reprimanded coldly: "Shut up!"

Zhao Jiarong couldn't hold back, her face darkened, but she didn't say anything.

Gu Xiaoman looked at Du Mingyu, and asked directly: "President Du came to me, do you have anything to tell me?"

Du Mingyu's complexion improved, and he pondered for a moment.

"Have you read the hot searches on the Internet recently?"

Zhao Jiarong glanced at Gu Xiaoman gloatingly, and took a sip of tea.

"Can I not read it? Once I open Weibo, it's everywhere, and I don't want to. Even the comments on my Weibo are now full of insults to Director Gu, and even I was scolded."

Du Mingyu looked at the silent Gu Xiaoman, then at Zhao Jiarong, his eyes darkened.

"The rising sun competition is very important to the company. You may not know that the headquarters has actually planned to cancel our branch company. This competition will determine whether the company can continue to operate..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jiarong's hand shook, and hot tea was spilled on the back of her hand. The back of her hand was instantly red, but Zhao Jiarong didn't seem to notice it.

Gu Xiaoman glanced lightly at Zhao Jiarong's flushed back of his hand, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

She couldn't guarantee that nothing would go wrong.

After all, Zhao Jiarong, a mad dog, obviously wanted to cause trouble in the competition.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have tried so hard to steal her plan.

Zhao Jiarong interrupted Du Mingyu uneasily, "President Du made a big fuss, this is just a competition, it won't happen."

Du Mingyu glanced at her lightly.

"This competition is the most authoritative in the country. The headquarters intends to evaluate the ability of our employees to infer whether the company can go higher."

Zhao Jiarong rolled her eyes, feeling guilty for a while.

Du Mingyu said before that the headquarters might disband the company, but she never thought that this competition would be so important.

She knew that Du Mingyu had put a lot of effort into the company. At the beginning of the company's establishment, in order to get performance, Du Mingyu even drank stomach bleeding and was sent to the hospital.

In the first year, I worked around the clock for the company.

Du Mingyu really regards the company as his own and is doing his best.

If Du Mingyu knew that the plagiarism was related to her, then...she and Du Mingyu might really be over!

It's a pity that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

You've come this far, and there's no way to turn back.

Now, one can only hope that this incident will not be the main reason for the dissolution of the company.

Seeing Zhao Jiarong's restlessness, Gu Xiaoman's lips curved into a slight smile.

Ah.

Knowing this earlier, why did it happen in the first place.

Du Mingyu sighed softly, and continued: "If something goes wrong in the Rising Sun competition this time, it will probably be the last straw that breaks the camel's back. I don't ask you to win the championship right now, but the plagiarism must not be contaminated. Up."

As he spoke, he looked at the two silent people with sharp eyes, and his voice was harsh.

"This is related to the reputation of the company. In particular, the AG headquarters cherishes feathers very much and has zero tolerance for plagiarism. You two tell me honestly, is there any plagiarism?"

"There is still a chance now. Let's find a way to work, and we can figure out a way together."

"When it comes to the finals, it will be broadcast live globally. If we think of a way then, it will be over."

Gu Xiaoman took another sip of tea, without making a sound, and looked up at Zhao Jiarong.

The more Zhao Jiarong listened, the more flustered she became.

Thinking in a panic that the headquarters should not disband the company so easily, as if she sensed Gu Xiaoman's gaze, Zhao Jiarong came back to her senses and met Gu Xiaoman's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

She glared at Gu Xiaoman viciously, and immediately put the panic in her heart behind her.

How could the headquarters dissolve the company so easily!
She had read last year's financial statement, and the performance in the first half of last year was indeed not that good, but in the second half of the year after that bitch Gu Xiaoman was airborne, the performance in the second half of the year was even higher than that of the previous year.

Moreover, Gu Xiaoman, a bitch, also talked about several good projects, how could the headquarters disband the company at this time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiarong felt relieved, and gave Gu Xiaoman a confident look.

"What are you looking at?"

Gu Xiaoman withdrew his gaze lightly, and smiled with an unclear meaning.

She turned her eyes to look at Du Mingyu, and said seriously and solemnly: "Mr. Du, don't worry, those people on the Internet are talking nonsense. I'm a copyright advocate, so naturally I won't commit such vile acts as stealing things."

She said, paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Jiarong, and pointed out: "Besides, my character requires me not to do such a bad thing as stealing things."

Zhao Jiarong was instantly blown up by her sight, and almost jumped up from her seat.

"Gu Xiaoman, what do you mean?! If you can't do it, can I do it?"

Gu Xiaoman lowered his eyes, his face calm and calm.

"If you can't do it, you know it in your own mind. Just be responsible for your own actions. Just have a clear conscience."

After finishing speaking, she was too lazy to entangle with Zhao Jiarong, and turned to look at Du Mingyu.

"Mr. Du, if I have nothing else to do, I'll go get busy first."

Du Mingyu nodded, and said again worriedly: "Go, the company will take care of those things on the Internet, don't worry about it."

Gu Xiaoman smiled faintly, "Mr. Du, don't worry, I will definitely not affect my work."

Du Mingyu nodded.

Gu Xiaoman got up and left.

After the office door closed, Zhao Jiarong immediately got up and sat down on the armrest beside Du Mingyu's chair, and said softly, "Mingyu."

Du Mingyu leaned back in his chair and looked at her deeply.

"do you have?"