Wen Ran quickly explained, "I made you a light lunch at ho this morning, the kind Dr. Liang said you should eat yesterday. Have you forgotten?"
Fu Chenlie glared at her but said nothing and lowered his head.
Wen Ran had been getting along with him for a few days now.
At this mont, she understood that his look just now was an acknowledgnt; he had accepted that he would eat the lunch she made.
She breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to the driver’s lounge.
Since there was no driving practice in the morning, she stayed in the driver’s lounge reading a book. Halfway through, she rembered the lighter she bought on Taobao yesterday and picked up her phone to check the app.
The seller had already shipped it, which was quite efficient.
In order to apologize to Fu Chenlie sooner, she had even added ten yuan to the shipping yesterday to upgrade to SF Express.
Wen Ran put down her phone and prepared to continue reading when the door to the CEO’s office was knocked on.
Driven by curiosity, she looked over.
What a sight!
She actually saw sothing valuable.
The woman who walked in was the one who had been turned down by Fu Chenlie when she invited him for a al last ti.
Right, Fu Chenlie had said she was the financial director of Fu Group.
When Wen Ran looked at this woman with the gaze reserved for the financial director, she realized she was indeed very beautiful, probably in her thirties, with a unique charm that was a mix of youth and maturity, very captivating.
While she was staring, the financial director suddenly looked towards the driver’s lounge!
Wen Ran quickly averted her gaze and pretended to read her book nonchalantly.
Then, she noticed from the corner of her eye that the financial director had looked away and walked up to Fu Chenlie’s desk and stopped.
Wen Ran raised her head again and stared intently in that direction.
Fu Chenlie was her husband!
Having such a beautiful and capable financial director who liked her husband in the company was bound to draw extra attention.
The financial director spoke up quickly, "Mr. Fu, are you busy?"
Fu Chenlie didn’t look up, his tone indifferent and slightly aloof, "Has CEO Zhou’s eyes gone bad, asking about things that are obvious?"
Wen Ran rolled her eyes and couldn’t help criticizing internally—
Can’t he speak properly?!
But it seed CEO Zhou didn’t mind and looked at him concerned, "I heard you were injured, is it serious?"
"Not fatally."
"How did you get a head injury? Did you go to the hospital for a thorough examination?"
Snap!
Fu Chenlie put down his pen and looked up at CEO Zhou, his eyes cold, "Are you here because there’s an issue with work?"
"No, I was just concerned about your injury."
"There’s no need, if there’s nothing else, you may leave."
CEO Zhou clearly wasn’t ready to give up, "Mr. Fu..."
She tried to say sothing, but Fu Chenlie didn’t give her the chance, his tone carrying a slight threat, "Or, should I have my office staff escort you out?"
CEO Zhou was not to be underestimated, not faltering at his words.
She spoke softly, "Mr. Fu, you misunderstood, it was soone who saw you in the underground parking lot who told , not your office staff."
The man did not comnt, rely asking her, "Anything else?"
CEO Zhou turned her head to glance at the direction of the lounge.
Wen Ran quickly lowered her head.
However, she still heard CEO Zhou questioning Fu Chenlie, "How co there’s a new driver’s lounge in your office? Are we pioneering a rest area for drivers in our company?"
His voice turned cold, clearly impatient, "CEO Zhou, why are you so talkative today?"
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