The cute wife turned over and said No to the president!

Chapter 234 Main Palace and Side Room "Morning President." All the employees on the 66th floor stood up and nodded slightly to Moslow.

Wen Wan deliberately looked away from him, Moslow pursed her thin lips, and walked directly towards the office with a cold face.Secretary Shen immediately followed and reported the day's itinerary.

In the morning, when Moslow was meeting with guests, Zhuang Furong came.

Everyone was speculating whether the empress of the Zheng Palace had been captured or not.It seems that there will be a 'war' on the 66th floor, but I don't know which side their dear president will stand on.

Secretary Shen subconsciously looked at Wen Wan after receiving the call from the front desk. As Moslow's secretary, her duty is to help the boss clear up all troubles.

"Xiao Wen, send this document to the secretary's office." Secretary Shen picked up a document and handed it directly to Wen Wan, and ordered: "Hurry up."

"Okay." Wen Wan took the document and went straight to the elevator.

Wen Wan's speed is slightly faster than Zhuang Furong's, so when Zhuang Furong came up, Wen Wan had already gone down by another elevator.

"Boss Zhuang."

"Is Si Luo there?" Zhuang Furong asked directly.

"The president is receiving guests, please wait a moment in the office, President Zhuang." Secretary Shen said that she was going to take Zhuang Furong to the president's office.

"No need, you're busy. I'll go around on my own." Zhuang Furong politely declined, looking around, as if looking for someone.

"Yes."

Moslow was negotiating a contract with a client when he saw the secretary rushing in, bent over and whispered in his ear: "Miss Zhuang is here."

Moslow was slightly taken aback, and then motioned for her to go out and deal with it without changing her expression.

Secretary Shen thought to himself, the president is really calm, the backyard is about to catch fire.After leaving the reception room, Secretary Shen called Wen Wan directly, wanting to send her out for a walk, only to find that the other party didn't have her mobile phone with her at all.So he called the director of the secretary's office and told him, "No matter what method you use, let Assistant Wen stay with you for a while."

"However, Assistant Wen has already left."

Secretary Shen raised her hand to her forehead, with a exhausted expression, watching the elevator climb steadily, and seeing Zhuang Furong on the phone next to her, she was powerless and could only resign herself to fate.

With a sound of ding dong, the elevator opened, Wen Wan walked out from inside, and was slightly dazed when she saw Zhuang Furong standing a few meters away.

At this time, Zhuang Furong happened to turn her head to look at Wen Wan.

Secretary Shen lowered her eyes and finished screaming secretly.Several little assistants looked at each other in blank dismay, then stood up, looking ready to fight at any time.

"Miss Zhuang." Wen Wan smiled at Zhuang Furong, then raised her foot and approached.

Zhuang Furong smiled back: "You also came to see Siluo?"

The word Si Luo made Wen Wan feel a little harsh, but she was only stunned for a second, and then returned to normal: "I am now an employee of Mo's."

Zhuang Furong nodded with a smile: "Well, Mo's treatment is good, work hard."

Wen Wan replied, "Yes. President Mo is meeting with guests right now. Ms. Zhuang should sit in the office for a while. I'll make you a cup of coffee."

"Okay, trouble."

One of the two women entered the office and the other entered the tea room, leaving Secretary Shen and the others staring at each other.

"What is this scenario?"

"It's okay for the main room to see that the mistress doesn't fight and quarrel, but he's still so polite when he speaks."

"Damn it."

After Wen Wan made the coffee, she brought it into the office: "Miss Zhuang, please use it."

"Thank you. Ms. Wen will also sit down and chat with me for a while." Zhuang Furong pointed to the seat beside her.

Wen Wan was not shy, and sat next to Zhuang Furong.

"I'm a little surprised to see Miss Wen here." Zhuang Furong smiled at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan thought to herself that she finally couldn't help it anymore, so she replied: "It's not easy to find a job now, and I'm surprised to be able to enter the Mo family."

"..." Zhuang Furong was silent for a few seconds, and then asked softly, "Miss Wen, don't you hate Siluo?"

Wen Wan heard the words but smiled and said nothing, and directly changed the subject: "When will Miss Zhuang marry President Mo?"

Zhuang Furong didn't expect that Wen Wan would ask her this question suddenly, and after a daze, she replied: "It hasn't been decided yet, and Miss Wen will be notified when it is settled."

"I know Mr. Mo a little bit. He is very fickle, so you should pay more attention to your marriage, Ms. Zhuang." Wen Wan smiled and continued: "Ms. Zhuang must also know the truth about long nights and dreams. If I You will definitely determine the wedding date as soon as possible."

Zhuang Furong stared at Wen Wan suspiciously, as if trying to figure out what she meant by saying this: "Thank you Miss Wen for reminding me."

"Did Ms. Zhuang really agree to marry President Mo just for the benefit?" Wen Wan suddenly asked after a long silence.

The smile on the corners of Zhuang Furong's lips froze slightly, and then returned to normal: "What does Miss Wen mean by that?"

"Don't you like President Mo?" Wen Wan asked again.

Zhuang Furong replied with a smile on her face: "Is there any woman who doesn't like such an attractive and outstanding man like Si Luo?"

"That Miss Zhuang is really magnanimous." Wen Wan pointedly said: "So generous that I can indulge my fiancé to find another woman."

Zhuang Furong was slightly embarrassed, and then replied softly: "I said before, I will not interfere with his private life before marriage."

"Do you not want to interfere? Or are you incapable of interfering?" Wen Wan asked in a slightly raised voice.

"Miss Wen doesn't need to provoke me. To me, the process is not important, all I care about is the result." How could Zhuang Furong not understand Wen Wan's meaning.In fact, she knew very well that she couldn't control the man Moslow at all, even if he messed around outside after getting married, she would have nothing to do.However, she firmly believed that he was not that kind of person, so she was waiting, and when the two actually got married, he would belong to her completely.

"Miss Zhuang doesn't seem like the kind of woman who is willing to compromise. It seems that you really love him." For some reason, Wen Wan suddenly affirmed: "I love you so much that you can lower your posture and wait. Actually, you There's no need for that at all."

Outside the door, Moslow had just sent off the client when he turned around and heard Secretary Shen report: "Miss Zhuang and Xiao Wen are inside and have been there for a long time."

Moslow frowned slightly, and then hurried towards the office.

"Slow." Seeing Moslow push the door in, Zhuang Furong got up from the sofa immediately.

Wen Wan also stood up slowly, without looking at the man, she just smiled and nodded at Zhuang Furong: "You talk, I'm going out first."

"Passing by, stop by to see if you have time, let's have lunch together?" Zhuang Furong smiled at Wen Wan, and then shifted her gaze to Moslow.

Moslow raised his wrist and glanced at the time, then nodded: "Okay."

Wen Wan brushed past the man, but Moslow's eyes subconsciously fell on the woman's stupid light, just one glance, and his Adam's apple rolled down.

When eating together at noon, Zhuang Furong asked the man: "You are not curious, what did Miss Wen and I talk about?"

"What else can we talk about besides me?" Moslow smiled slightly.

Zhuang Furong also couldn't help laughing: "She asked... when will we get married?"

Moslow's hand cutting the steak froze for two seconds, without raising his eyelids: "Don't worry, I will cut off contact with her after I get married."

"I'm not worried about that." Zhuang Furong chewed the beef ladylikely.

Moslow raised his eyes slowly: "What are you worried about?"

"You haven't been sure about your next wedding date, do you still have some hope for her?" Zhuang Furong said frankly, "Or, do you still have some hope for your relationship?"

Moslow frowned tightly when he heard the words: "Why do you think so?"

"Why do you lie to yourself?" Zhuang Furong was betting.

Moslow doesn't like others to figure out his own thoughts, and it's the thoughts he doesn't want to admit: "If you don't feel safe, the two families will get together this weekend, and let's set the date of the wedding."

Zhuang Furong smiled slightly, she bet right: "Okay."

After eating, Moslow went back to the company directly. It just so happened that Wen Wan's pen fell under the table. She was facing the man and bent to pick up the pen. Her round buttocks were slightly raised, and the stupid light inside looming.

Moslow was very annoyed, and shouted directly at the woman: "Wen Wan!"

Wen Wan was startled, and almost bumped her head against the corner of the table. After standing up straight, she turned to look at the man: "What's your order, President Mo?"

"Change this suit for me immediately!" Moslow's temper was inexplicable: "It's ugly!"

The assistants thought to themselves, when will the president start to dictate the clothes of the employees!

Wen Wan knows what the man is for: "There is only one way."

"Then go buy it!"

"Reimbursement?" Wen Wan's final voice raised.

Moslow pursed his thin lips tightly and said angrily, "Come in!"

"Crazy." Wen Wan mumbled something, and then followed Moslow into the office under the gaze of everyone.

When the lock of the office was locked, Wen Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately took a few steps aside warily: "What are you doing?"

"You dress up like this, isn't it because you want me to fuck you?" Moslow frowned, very angry, and with long legs, he approached the woman step by step.