Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

He put down his coffee with a smile, looking very kind.

"Hello, ma'am, what's your name? Please try the coffee I just made."

"My name is Tong Yao, thank you for the coffee."

Secretary Gao's eyes fell on the silver box on the table, and he was a little curious: "Miss Tong, is this something for the president? What is it? It's a very important document."

Tong Yao shook her head: "No, it's fried fish. Grandma Fu asked me to bring it to the young master. I don't know when the president will be back."

"Oh, the president is in a meeting and will be here soon. If you're in a hurry to leave, you can leave your things here."

"No, Grandma Fu said that I need to get the photo of the young master eating the fish and edit it. I must complete the task assigned to me."

Otherwise, what should she do if her salary is deducted? She is supposed to listen to her employer during working hours, do her job honestly, and then get her salary with peace of mind.

Secretary Gao was sensitive and her eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the words "Grandma Fu". How could someone who could call her so intimately be an ordinary person? She was so beautiful, lively and lovely, and a perfect match for the president.

She might become the president’s wife in the future, so it’s definitely a good idea to please her.

"Okay, Miss Tong, please wait a little longer. The president has some important matters to attend to today, so the meeting will be delayed. If you need anything, please open the door and call me at any time."

Tong Yao smiled and thanked: "Yeah, I understand. Thank you."

Secretary Gao left with a smile, and couldn't wait to tell the others his guess. Seeing their stunned expressions, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm sure the president has a close relationship with her."

"How could she call Old Madam Fu grandma so naturally? Think about it, how could she be a nanny? A nanny would never call her employer that. I knew she was not simple at the first guess."

"Oh, my fantasy is shattered. How can the president's wife be so down-to-earth? Shouldn't she be a little more aloof and queenly?"

"You don't understand. This is what we call complementing each other. One is cool and the other is cute. One talks less and the other talks more. That's how we can get by."

Secretary Gao nodded and agreed, "I think so too. The CEO is already a strong robot. If he finds a queen, then the two of them will get along like program code."

"One is mechanical, the other is lively and cute. This is more suitable. I think the president's wife is easy to get along with. It's better than having someone who is difficult to get along with."

"Shh, the president is about to finish the meeting, please disperse."

The crowd dispersed, and Fu Yuan came out of the meeting room with a cold look, followed by dejected shareholders, their eyes filled with a bit of dejection.

Tong Yao saw this scene through the glass, her eyes sparkling with sympathy. It was indeed not easy to work in the workplace, even if you got to the management level.

There were criticism and denunciation meetings anytime and anywhere. Fortunately, she was freed from this. She felt so happy that she didn’t have to attend meetings anymore.

Fu Yuan walked into the office and was stunned when he saw her before he spoke: "Bring the food here. When I'm done eating, take a picture and send it to me."

Tong Yao looked behind him and didn't see anyone coming in. She asked in confusion, "Assistant Sun, where's the president? Grandma Fu said she wanted to take a photo while he ate fish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that his gaze suddenly became sharp: "Didn't you hear what I said? Come over here and take a picture and send it over. Then you can go back quickly."

“…Oh, okay, okay.”

Oh my god, this is so scary. An assistant has so much authority that he actually sits in the president's chair openly.

Soon the secretary came in to put the documents down and said respectfully, "President, please take a look at this document. If there is no problem, please sign it and I will send it to the planning department."

Fu Yuan opened it, glanced at it, signed it quickly and handed it over.

Tong Yao was dumbfounded watching from the side, her head buzzing. President, how could he be the president? She must have recognized the wrong person, and why didn't the young master correct her?

That's right, he is the young master. If you want to correct him, then correct him. If you don't want to, then forget it. He is so fierce. He quickly completed the task and went home.

He opened the silver box and placed two plates of fried fish on the table. Fu Yuan picked up the fried fish with chopsticks and tasted it. His frown relaxed a little and his depressed mood improved a little.

Tong Yao saw him eating one piece after another and said cautiously, "Master, can we take a picture now?"

"Well, take the photo. Remember to edit it and send it to grandma."

"Ok."

After snapping a few pictures, he quickly fixed it and pointed the phone screen towards him, saying, "Master, take a look. Is this okay?"

Fu Yuan looked at the photo. The sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the golden light looked beautiful.

“…Send me another copy of this photo.”

"Okay, add me on WeChat."

Ten minutes later, everything was handled. Tong Yao couldn't stand the man's low pressure, so she lowered her head slightly and said a little stiffly: "Master, it's almost four o'clock. Can I go back now?"

Fu Yuan glanced at her and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll tell grandma. You wait until five o'clock and go back with me. I want to go back to see grandma."

"Assistant Sun went to get his car repaired. I'll take your car back."

"……okay, I get it."

Tong Yao was about to cry. How could her entire afternoon of vacation be gone just like that? This person didn't keep his word. He said the meeting would last half an hour but it ended up lasting more than an hour.

She had clearly said that she would leave after taking the photos, so why did she have to wait for him to get off work now? There was still an hour before get off work, so she might as well go buy what she wanted.

"Master, you still have an hour to get off work. Can I go to the nearby mall to buy some things so that you don't miss your return to the old house at five o'clock?"

"What are you going to buy?"

Fu Yuan asked casually.

Tong Yao was a little embarrassed: "Just snacks and things for girls, all daily necessities, I will be able to buy them back soon."