Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Fu Yuan pressed his forehead, still feeling a little dizzy. He got up, washed up, and walked out of the lounge, holding his phone to call his assistant.

Get something to eat. My stomach is cramping from hunger.

The alluring fragrance became stronger and forced its way into Fu Yuan's nose. He twitched his nose and looked outside in surprise. The smell was the same as what he smelled in his dream.

Could it be that someone was cooking in the company? No, that was impossible. They didn't have the guts to do that. They put down their phones and walked out.

Seeing this, everyone in the office looked over here. The secretary noticed something was wrong and quickly stood up and raised his voice a little: "Hello, President, who are you looking for?"

Fu Yuan raised his hand to signal her to be quiet, and strode in the direction of the fragrance, which was Assistant Zuo's office.

Everyone: It’s over, the assistant is completely finished now. The president found out that he was working for free in the company. He has no hope of getting a job now. It’s a pity because the assistant is a nice person.

Everyone watched nervously.

Fu Yuan pushed the door open with a cold expression. He was startled when he saw the two people, but his expression quickly softened. "Su Chen, why... are you here?"

"Hmm? You asked me to come."

"No, I mean why are you in this office? I'm sorry I overslept and took up your time. How about I treat you to dinner tonight to make amends?"

When the assistant heard this, he was completely dumbfounded. This is still the president, when did he stop being human?

Su Chen smiled and said calmly: "Let's talk later, you are very busy, so I won't delay you..."

Fu Yuan stared at him and said, "I'm not busy. I'm almost done with work. What are you cooking? It smells delicious, like chicken."

"It's a medicinal meal. I took your pulse and found that your stomach problem is a bit serious, so I thought of teaching your assistant to prepare a medicinal meal for you every day to nourish your stomach."

"Oh, so that's it. Thank you very much."

"Sun Tianyu, have you learned it? If you have, get out. I have something to say to Su Chen."

Assistant Sun looked a little confused. Ah, isn't this his office? Where should he go? Could the president be protecting his food? He had been waiting for more than an hour and couldn't get a single bite to eat.

Seeing that he didn't move, Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

The temperature around him suddenly dropped. "Why, do you have any objections?"

"No, no, no, I just remembered that the CEO asked me to wash the car. How could I have forgotten? I'm going to get in line for the car wash now."

Sun Tianyu smiled awkwardly, then quickly got up and walked out.

He closed the door carefully, turned around and met the gossipy faces that were all looking at him, raised an eyebrow and coughed lightly: "What are you looking at? Go and do your own thing."

"Who is that person? The CEO doesn't even treat the Second Young Master this well, and he really hates people coming to the office to see him."

The secretary asked curiously in a low voice.

Sun Tianyu hissed and waved his hand: "I don't know, I don't know him either. I think he's Mr. Fu's friend. Anyway, that's not something you should be curious about."

"I'm leaving. I have things to do. Goodbye."

"If the president doesn't come out, don't bother him. Do you understand me? Don't gossip."

After people got on the elevator, they gathered in groups of three or four and gossiped in low voices. It is human nature to gossip, let alone gossiping about the boss. As long as you are careful, what's the problem?

"That person, do you think it could be that person? The president has never been so kind before. It's like he's an emotionless robot."

"The human-machine suddenly has emotions, like a completely different person. The most likely possibility is that they're in love. No wonder the CEO has always been so averse to women. So that's why."

When these words were spoken, many people gasped.

GAY?

They never thought that such a strong and domineering boss would actually be gay. This is too disillusioning.

There was a little girl who had a crush on the president. Her heart was broken when she heard this. She looked incredulous and said, "No, that's impossible. The president doesn't look like that kind of person."