The wife dominates the workplace, while the president takes care of the children behind the scenes

Chapter 18

Yan Qing watched the elevator doors slowly closing in front of him, feeling a little confused, but he didn't care too much.

She took the elevator alone, facing the bright mirror that could reflect her appearance, raised a bright smile, silently cheering for herself.

Ding dong! The 23rd floor is here in a blink of an eye.

Yan Qing put on her business attire again, this time her attire was more refined and dignified than the previous ones.

Inside is a chiffon folded shirt, matched with a high-waisted champagne-colored satin skirt, and a well-tailored off-white small suit on the outside, making the figure even more upright.

She took a deep breath, straightened her back, and walked out of the elevator calmly.

The calf that stepped out first was slender and charming, and the high-heeled shoes of the same color stepped on the wooden floor, making a rhythmic and soft "da da" sound, like an inspiring battle drum.

And He Lan, who had just received the call from the front desk, was already waiting at the elevator entrance.

Seeing the woman coming out of the president's special elevator, she was taken aback. She didn't expect this Miss Yan to be so...beautiful.

Even though she has seen countless people, she will still be dazzled by the appearance of the person in front of her.

But soon, she regained her professionalism and greeted with a smile, "Are you Miss Yan? I'm He Lan."

"Hello, Manager He! I'm Yan Qing, nice to meet you." Yan Qing showed a decent smile and shook hands with He Lan generously.

He Lan led the way and introduced gently, "Our interview will be held on the 23rd floor later."

The 23rd floor is the office floor dedicated to the president, and Yan Qing was a little surprised that the interview was going to be held here.

Yan Qing followed her, and asked her doubts in a low voice, "Manager He, as far as I know, the conference room on the 23rd floor is reserved for the president. Is it suitable for us to interview here?"

The venue on this floor is very spacious, and there are many meeting rooms.

After turning a corner, He Lan stopped at the door of a large conference room, and directed her with gestures, "This way please."

She went on to answer Yan Qing's question just now, and said to her kindly, "This floor is indeed dedicated to the president, but it's just right, because today we will directly conduct the final interview, so we will hold the interview on this floor. You wait in the reception area first." Let me go and ask the interviewers to come over."

Is it the middle or the end?

Yan Qing opened her mouth, and swallowed back the words she wanted to ask. Seeing He Lan's leaving figure, she turned her head, presumably it was in the middle.

I thought it was just the first meeting, but I didn't expect that there would be a surprise. Maybe seeing her previous experience as an intern at Zhiheng, Ting Rong went through the round first.

She had never been to this meeting room before, Yan Qing looked at the surrounding environment.

There is also a special bar in the reception area, with a wide variety of drinks such as tea, coffee, and juice, as well as various seasonal fruits, exuding an attractive fruity fragrance. blanket.

It can be seen that Zhiheng Group is not only the first in terms of business level, but also has the same office environment and humanistic care, which is also the top in the industry.

At the same time, on the same floor, the president's office was bright and clean.

The sunlight reflected a tall and slender figure onto the large floor-to-ceiling windows. Yan Huaiwen looked the same as usual today, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed his good mood, as if he was expecting something.

"President Yan, Ms. Yan has arrived and is waiting in the reception area, you can."

He Lan hadn't finished speaking when there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

"You can't go in now." It was the secretary's voice.

She continued to persuade, "The president is discussing matters with Manager He, please wait."

"Say it again, let me in." The visitor's tone was a bit arrogant.

The secretary saw the approaching figure, a capable woman in black business attire. She seemed to have grasped at straws and said eagerly, "Sister Fang, you are here! This lady insists on going in, I told her , Mr. Yan is discussing important matters inside."

Shen Fang naturally recognized Yun Heng, she looked at this young lady who was overly spoiled and ran to Zhiheng to act wildly, looked her straight in the eyes, and said coldly, "Miss Yun, you are so unruly."

Yun Heng tilted his head, seeing the dissatisfaction with her hidden under the cold face of this woman, he snorted coldly, his eyes were full of provocation.

"It's against the rules? Then I want to go in, so what can you do?"

Shen Fang stretched out her arm and tried her best to stop him at the door, but was pushed aggressively by Yun Heng. She was unsteady and knocked to the corner of the table, and accidentally knocked down the coffee that was just prepared for the president on the table.

The scalding coffee liquid splashed onto Shen Fang's hands, instantly turning red.

Yun Heng didn't even look at Shen Fang, and pushed open the office door regardless.

As soon as he entered the door, after meeting Yan Huaiwen's eyes, Yun Heng lost his sternness just now, and immediately became compliant.

She fiddled with her long hair and called out in a sweet voice, "Huaiwen, I'm here."

There was a hint of grievance in the voice, "But they wouldn't let me in, saying you were busy."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, my negligence."

Shen Fang walked in with her head down, covering the reddened wound with her other hand.

As the chief assistant, she was duty-bound to be forced into the president's office.

Yan Huaiwen glanced at Shen Fang's injured hand first, and said in an indiscriminate voice, "Go and deal with it first."

Then, he looked at Yun Heng who insisted on barging in with a blank face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared at this moment.

Yun Heng stood at the door, looking at the man he was thinking about, but was overwhelmed by his cold aura, and did not dare to approach him.

The always good-tempered person stopped laughing, which was naturally a little chilling.

She changed her mind and said coquettishly, "Huaiwen, then I'll go out and wait for you first, okay?"

Yan Huaiwen looked at Yun Heng who was pretending to be obedient, and didn't intend to let her go like this. He first scolded her coldly, "When did this place become a place where you can come if you want?"

"Huaiwen, I'm not." Yun Heng wanted to explain, but was stopped.

"Yunheng, this is not a place for you to mess around, go back quickly."

Yan Huaiwen looked at the time on his watch impatiently. With 2 minutes left, he gave the order to evict the guest.

Her face suddenly turned pale, and she looked at him in disbelief, "Huaiwen, it's my fault, I shouldn't have rushed in, but I want to see you so much, I promise I will never do this again gone."

"I won't make trouble anymore, okay?"

"Can you stop being so indifferent to me, we were not like this before."

Yan Huaiwen didn't respond to her words, but stood up and walked towards the door.

Seeing him walking towards him, Yun Heng's eyes were filled with anticipation and longing. Seeing him stop in front of him, he explained softly, "I"

"Please go back, I have more important things."

Yan Huaiwen indifferently issued the order to evict the guest again, and was about to lift his feet to go out, but unexpectedly, the people behind him hugged him tightly from the back.

"Huaiwen, I'll listen to you. I can do whatever you want with me. Please, don't abandon me."

These begging words, coupled with Yun Heng's appearance of crying pear blossoms with rain, are enough to make many men feel affectionate.

But Yan Huaiwen was not among these people.

He Lan, who didn't know whether to avoid it at this time, or to wait for the president's instructions, felt a little embarrassed, wishing she could become a transparent person, and hurriedly fled the scene.

Yan Huaiwen closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already made a decision, "You guys start the interview first, and I'll be there in a while."

　Yan Qing: What's your matter that I, a distinguished interviewer, can't listen to?Um? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)