Quick Wear: The Charming Girl Plays with Everything

Although Fu Jinwen said this, he got off work on time every day and went home for dinner in the following month.

Even his assistant Liang Yu sensed something unusual.

"Mr. Fu, there is a meeting today. It might be late, at seven o'clock."

Liang Yu reported as he took the document to Fu Jinwen for signature.

"Turn it off." Fu Jinwen said mercilessly.

Liang Yu adjusted his glasses and understood.

I agreed, but then refused. This is the eighteenth time this month.

A gossipy heart is ready to move.

Liang Yu asked tentatively: "Mr. Fu has been in a hurry to go home recently. Is there something going on at home, or someone?"

Fu Jinwen threw the pen on the table, leaned back in his chair, and said to Liang Yu, "You haven't been working overtime much lately, so you're free now, right?"

Liang Yu swallowed his saliva and laughed, "No, no."

He knew that asking further would be like pulling hair from a tiger's butt.

"Okay, get out if you have nothing to do." Fu Jinwen impatiently drove him away.

"Yes, yes." Liang Yu quickly retreated.

As soon as the door was closed, the curious employees outside, who were listening carefully, gathered around.

"What's going on? Assistant Liang."

Liang Yu sighed helplessly and smiled bitterly: "You don't know what kind of personality our president has. As soon as I opened my mouth, he wanted to swallow me alive."

"What? I thought I could hear gossip about the Grim King of Hell!"

"Hey, what do you think? Could it be the little wife of Mr. Fu?"

A girl with long wavy hair immediately said disdainfully, "It's been so long. If it was because of her, how could Mr. Fu start going home now!"

"Then who else could it be?" someone asked.

"This..." The girl choked, "Maybe Mr. Fu has another woman!"

"Oh, could that be the movie queen from before?"

"That's enough!" Liang Yu gestured to stop, "Stop gossiping. If President Fu hears about it, you'll be fired. Let's go, let's get back to work!"

Hearing what he said, everyone became a little scared and left and went downstairs.

After everyone left, Liang Yu looked back at the president's office and muttered to himself:

They are all too young. How could a man like Mr. Fu be because of a woman?

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[Dai Dai, what do you think of the braised prawns I made today? ]

In the kitchen, a small robot was using a spatula that was twice as big as its body to stir-fry shrimps in a pan. Its movements were so skillful that many people would feel inferior to it.

Qian Dai, who was supposed to be cooking in the kitchen, was leaning lazily against the table, shaking a glass of red wine in her hand, and perfunctorily praised: "Not bad, Xiao 77 is good at cooking."

After receiving the compliment, 777 worked even harder and said happily:

[Dai Dai, you know, I was one of the first to get a certificate in the system cooking class]

But then my mood became depressed again, [But this is the only course I passed. 】

Qiandai tilted her head back and took a sip of red wine. Her plump red lips soaked in the red wine became wet, looking seductive and sexy.

She stared at 777 with tender eyes and said in an intoxicating voice: "Our little 77 doesn't need so many certificates. A certificate in cooking class is already great."

Qiandai felt that 777 was inexplicably suitable for her.

She can do everything except cooking.

777 is useless except for cooking.

The two of them complement each other perfectly.

777 was so moved that he covered his chest with his hands. It seemed like many angels were circling around his head, shooting arrows at his heart.

777 feels it has fallen.

Wow, how could there be such a beautiful and considerate host in the world.

777 swore that it would live for Daidai, die for Daidai, and bang its head against the wall for Daidai!