Sweet little assistant, CEO's sweetheart

"Humph! If Mr. Shen wants her to take care of it, that's her blessing! Just like the maids in ancient times, they were thrown away after use. With her humble status, how could she be Mrs. Shen's turn? Not only does she have to work like a slave, but she also has to take care of Mr. Shen. How low-class."

Listening to the whispers of those socialites, Fu Qingya's expression remained unchanged, but she was very happy in her heart.

This is the consequence of scolding her.

She glanced at Kuang Weiwei, and the look in her eyes seemed to be protesting to her to pay more attention to her identity.

Fu Qingya's status is higher than Kuang Weiwei's. What Kuang Weiwei should do is to please her instead of going against her. Kuang Weiwei should be aware of this.

How could Kuang Weiwei not know that her identity was different from theirs?

They come from wealthy families, have rich fathers and good mothers, so they don't have to work hard. They have much more than ordinary people when they are born.

However, she does not work for them, she does not need to bow and scrape to them, and if they want her to submit to their will, I'm sorry, it's impossible.

She stood up.

"Please don't spread rumors. What Mr. Shen said didn't come from me, but was deliberately misleading.

If you believed the rumors and spread them everywhere, it has nothing to do with me. It's just your prank. I believe that after Mr. Shen investigates the matter, the reputation of you celebrity daughters will be affected."

After she finished speaking, she left gracefully.

She made it very clear that what they did had nothing to do with her.

After hearing her words, all the rich girls were very disdainful.

What a person, he really thinks he is so important.

Kuang Weiwei walked to the terrace, feeling tired both physically and mentally.

She looked at the stars in the sky.

I felt a little more comfortable when I smelled the breeze blowing in the night.

After standing for a while, she walked back to the inner hall.

As soon as she left, those rich girls also left the rest area one after another.

Looking at the soft and spacious sofa, Kuang Weiwei no longer wanted to sit down.

She asked the waiter if there was a rest room as she needed to rest for a while.

The waiters here are all professionally trained, and those who can come to the dinner are people who need their sincere service.

The waiter was very polite and pointed to the location. "Go inside from the corridor. That row of rooms is open for rest. When you rest, just lock the door from the inside."

That row of more than a dozen rooms is enough for banquet guests to rest.

Kuang Weiwei was very grateful. At this moment, she really needed a safe place to rest.

Entering the first room, she fastened the inner lock, threw herself onto the big bed, and closed her eyes comfortably.

There will be a sign saying "Resting" hung on the door, so as long as someone is resting inside, people outside will see the sign and will be tactful enough not to knock on the door and disturb them.

Shen Jianli and those people sat in a large room, discussing from time to time. Soon, more than an hour passed in a flash.

Finally knowing everyone's wishes, Shen Jianli stood up and left the room. At this time, there were still many people sitting inside, smoking cigars and drinking foreign liquor.

Kuang Weiwei was not seen in the hall.

He walked to the beverage area and the rest area, but still didn't find anyone.

Could it be that this little assistant got impatient and slipped away alone?

Shen Jianli rejected this idea again, but Kuang Weiwei didn't have the courage.

The clubhouse was quite large, and if she wanted to hide somewhere, it would take her a long time to find it.

He took out his cell phone.

It really doesn't make me feel at ease at all.

He sent a message, [Where? ]

A minute passed, no reply.

Three minutes passed and there was no movement.

Five minutes...

Seven minutes...

Shen Jianli became impatient and dialed her number.

Kuang Weiwei was sleeping soundly when her cell phone suddenly rang, like a death song.

This ringtone was specially set for Shen Jianli.

She quickly sat up and wiped the corners of her mouth. Fortunately, she was not drooling.

"Mr. Shen?"

She was still dazed, and her voice was hoarse from not fully waking up.

Shen Jianli was no fool. Hearing her voice, he asked in disbelief, "Are you sleeping?"

Kuang Weiwei fell down. The pillow was so soft and the bed was so big and comfortable that she didn't want to get up.

"I was so sleepy that I took a nap."

Shen Jianli, such a serious person, almost couldn't hold it in and was about to laugh out of anger.

"Kuang Weiwei, your boss is still busy, and you dare to sleep soundly?"

Kuang Weiwei closed his eyes and said, "You are talking about something, and I can't do anything at the banquet. Isn't it good to get some sleep and refresh yourself?"

Shen Jianli: ...

She made such a lot of sense that he couldn't refute her.

"Where do you sleep?"

"Come down the corridor, the first room."

Shen Jianli didn't hang up the phone and walked into the corridor. Sure enough, there was a row of rooms.

There was a sign above the first room saying "Closed."

There are so many rooms, but this is the only one I am using for rest.

Kuang Weiwei is really amazing. Those people are eager to meet more celebrities. Many people can't get into such high-end banquets even if they try their best. But she uses such a good opportunity to sleep.

I don’t know whether to say she is stupid or not.

He approached the door of the first room and turned the doorknob, but it didn't open.

"Kuang Weiwei, open the door."

Kuang Weiwei sat up, rubbed his eyes, and walked over to open the door for him.

Seeing Shen Jianli at the door, she yawned.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Jianli had several black lines on his forehead.

What a big heart.

This is a club, not her home.

Shen Jianli didn't let her out, but asked her to move aside. He walked into the room and closed the door casually.

Kuang Weiwei finally became much more sober.

My heart skipped a beat.

Oh my god, what good thing did she do?

She held her face in her hands. Would her hair be messy when she slept? What about her skirt? Was there anything inappropriate about it?

Why did you just open the door and let Shen Jian in?

Shen Jianli sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, like an emperor.

Kuang Weiwei was at a loss. Where was the mirror in the room?

"Um, Mr. Shen, I... accidentally fell asleep. It was really an accident."

She didn't come here to sleep on purpose, don't misunderstand her!

Shen Jianli snorted. Her little face was red from sleeping, which was not very convincing.

After staying with those people for more than an hour, with smoke everywhere and the air in the room was stuffy, his head and chest felt a little stuffy.

He rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the heaviness in his head.

While rubbing, he leaned against the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

He was an extremely handsome man. He closed his eyes, hiding the gleam in them, which reduced a lot of the oppressive feeling.

At this moment, he looked gentle, harmless and warm.

Kuang Weiwei knew that this was an illusion.

Just like a napping tiger or a lion with its eyes closed.

However, as a subordinate, seeing that her boss seemed unwell, she had to show her concern.

"Mr. Shen, are you...unwell?"

She was just asking out of politeness.