When she heard Fu Yanshen's voice, Wen Yu quickly withdrew the strength in her hand,

If Fu Yanshen had been a few seconds late, he might have seen a different scene, and the person who was fired was probably her, okay, okay.

"Isn't it usually very powerful, but it's bullying people now?"

Fu Yan said sarcastically. It's just that there's something else in the words.

"Aren't I under the eaves and have to bow my head?"

Wen Yu was secretly glad that she had resolved a crisis, and her attitude towards Fu Yanshen was much better.

The redness, swelling and damn eye-catching, as well as the soup on her clothes, doesn't this woman know how to deal with it?

Seeing Fu Yanshen's disgusted expression, Wen Yu knew that his turtle hair problem had come again.

Sure enough, she is a person who grew up shouting a golden spoon, which is different from a child like her who grew up in the wilderness.

"I'll go to the bathroom, you give me a new sweet and sour tenderloin, it's cold, it's not delicious......"

"You let me fetch it for you, are you crazy, Wen Yu!"

"Oh, you see that I am so pitiful now, you sympathize with me, President Fu is so tall and domineering, handsome and handsome, how can he refuse my little request?"

Wen Yu looked at Fu Yanshen pitifully, and blinked her smart eyes.

"Hmph, no way!"

Wen Yucai didn't care whether he would agree or not, and had already run to the bathroom.

"Hit the ...... more"

Looking at the plate placed aside, Fu Yanshen's face darkened.

When Wen Yu came out, she saw Fu Yanshen near the window, as the top boss of the company, most of the employees were full of awe, and they fired themselves just now, and the coercion belonging to the president instantly radiated within a radius of ten meters.

Therefore, the scene Wen Yu saw was that Fu Yanshen was sitting alone by the window, surrounded by an empty space, and Fu Yanshen's popularity was also a little worse.

"Where's my loin?"

Wen Yu was a little disappointed when she saw that the cold loin was still on the plate.

"Do you think I'm going to cook for you?"

Near the window, the sunlight poured in slightly, infiltrating his cold and hard eyebrows, making Wen Yu lose his mind for a moment.

"Fu Yanshen, you look so good!"

Fu Yanshen paused as he lowered his head to eat, and the tips of his ears turned unnaturally red, and he was the only one who knew the ups and downs of his inner emotions.

"Needless to say."

"You're a stinky fart, not cute at all......"

Wen Yu poked the cold loin in front of her, not knowing whether to eat it or not.

"President, I'll bring you the food."

The person who spoke was the owner of the tenderloin window in the house, and he looked a little excited.

I didn't expect that one day I would have the opportunity to get the president's name, which was his honor, and it would be enough for him to blow for a while when he went out in the future.

"Hmm."

The sweet and sour loin on the plate is hot, steaming, fragrant, and the gluttonous worms are about to be hooked out.

"In the future, I will be the director of the cafeteria."

"Huh? Yes, yes, thank you for the promotion, thank you ......"

The middle-aged man who was a little blessed kept bowing to Fu Yanshen, this was an opportunity that others couldn't get for eight hundred years of cultivation, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

"Let's go down."

"Yes, thank you, President, thank you......"

"Fu Yanshen, it's really yours, you rich people, it's just different, tsk tsk......"

Saying things that are out of tune, but the chopsticks are holding the largest piece of meat, this person must be happy in life, eating meat and drinking wine is the joy of life.

Wen Yu's optimism is cultivated from the polishing of life, and her tenacity and understanding of softness leave room for her survival.

Therefore, even if Wen Yu has an unreliable mother, she still grew up with her own strength.

Seeing that Wen Yu was fascinated with satisfaction because of a plate of sweet and sour tenderloin, Fu Yanshen felt that this woman was really unproductive.

"It's like I've never seen meat......"

"How can a son like you understand the hardships of those who grew up in our slums......"

Wen Yu has never had an inferiority complex because of her background, as long as people work hard to live, they are already very good, after all, there are only a few lucky people, most people are like this, running for survival, hard work is also fulfilling.

"Hiccup...... Full"

Wen Yu patted her belly without an image.

"Are you still a woman?"

Fu Yan couldn't stand Wen Yu's imageless demeanor, and said with a frown.

"I'm not a lady, what kind of elegance do I pretend, but you, Master Fu, have eaten the food to your mouth."

Wen Yu glanced at Fu Yanshen teasingly, and left with her plate.

"Today's sweet and sour tenderloin, thank you!"

Fu Yanshen didn't move, his mouth?

Subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, there was nothing, and his face was cold.

His upbringing and etiquette would never allow him to eat to his lips!

This damn woman actually lied to him!

Under the sun, only Fu Yanshen was left with a calm face.

"Hahaha, let him pretend to be so elegant, it's not too tired......"

Wen Yu hid in the bathroom and laughed wildly, thinking that Fu Yanshen's expression was like eating a fly, Wen Yu held her stomach and squatted on the ground, unable to stand up.

She didn't know that Fu Yanshen had always been a grudge.

How happy I laugh now, how ugly I cry after that.

Wen Yu was in a good mood, and her work efficiency in the afternoon was also very high, and she rarely hummed a little song.

Sun Jiajia also heard about the canteen, but she didn't expect this woman to be the president, she turned out to be the president's mistress!

Thinking of this, Sun Jiajia's attention has always been focused, and she couldn't help but start looking at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu's little song is humming a little meaningful, the gentle and gentle voice makes people's tense nerves rarely soothed, and Sun Jiajia can't help but immerse herself in such a voice.

"Jiajia, let me tell you, Fu Yanshen's expression today is like a ghost, just because I said that he ate the food to the corner of his mouth, hahahaha......"

After humming a little song, Wen Yu couldn't help it, but she still said it, and hearty laughter resounded throughout the office.

"This ......"

Sun Jiajia was also surprised, is their relationship already so familiar?

In her impression, the president is always high-minded, unapproachable, and untouchable like a god's mansion.

"No, I'm going to laugh for a while, it's funny......"

Wen Yu buried her head in the crook of her arm, laughing wildly, her hair hanging to the side, her face was ruddy, compared with the cold and serious atmosphere here, it was like a flame, burning fiercely, and the sparks in the burst of vitality flashed people's eyes.

In the office, when Fu Yanshen read the documents, his brows were tightly locked, and the secretary on the side was so frightened that he thought something was wrong, and he trembled all afternoon, and he didn't dare to ask.

Wen Yu, this woman, is really becoming more and more lawless now, dare to joke with him!