The secretary's work speed is really fast.

The next day, before it was even afternoon, just before getting off work at noon, the secretary knocked on the door of Song Huaijin's office with the results of the investigation report and the collected data.

"Enter." Not surprisingly, the voice shouted in was "Ruan Yu".

The secretary pushed open the door, and saw that "Ruan Yu" was still sitting in the president's position, which was already a little strange. Anyway, it's been like this for the last few days, the president's wife sits in the president's seat and works, and the president doesn't know what to do in the lounge, and often can't see people.

Even the rest of the company was surprised by the scene.

There are even several rumors in the company: first, the president loves his wife too much, and now he brings his wife to the company every day and lets her sit in the president's office to work for the president in order to cultivate the president's wife's ability to manage the group, and divide the shares to his wife in the future; Second, the rumors that the president is afraid of the interior are more confirmed, and the president's wife is actually the Empress Dowager Cixi who listens to the government; The third is that the president has been too tired recently and is too lazy to work by himself; And so on and so forth.

Originally, everyone believed in the second rumor, but after the press conference to clarify the president's derailment, everyone gradually believed the first rumor.

Even the secretary and others who have been by Song Huaijin's side for many years can't help but have such a question. However, whenever I look at the face of "Song Huaijin", which can be said to be as cold as ice, and then think about his usual temper, the secretary didn't dare to ask why the president's wife came to work for the president every day.

In addition, the momentum of the president's wife "Ruan Yu" has become stronger recently, and even the secretary faintly saw the shadow of the president in "her", and the secretary dared not talk much, and even "Ruan Yu", who felt soft and amiable before, did not dare to talk.

Now looking at "Ruan Yu" sitting in front, the secretary still greeted respectfully first, "Mrs. President, good afternoon." ”

"Hmm. Good afternoon. ”

Song Huaijin looked down at the document in front of him without raising his head, "What's the matter?" The tone was cold and unwavering, which inexplicably made the secretary shiver.

After getting along with each other for a long time, will it really become more and more similar? Look at the president's wife, this tone is really cold.

The secretary paused, hesitated, and then said, "Madam, is the president in the lounge?" I have sorted out the report documents and data that he asked me to sort out yesterday, and now I am specially bringing them in for the president's purpose. ”

It was about the president's personal orders, and the secretary felt that it was better to give the president first.

As soon as he said this, Song Huaijin raised his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little puzzled, "What report documents and data?" "How he didn't know.

"Ah...... It is a research report on the thoughts of single men and women on Valentine's Day and marriage, as well as data collection on Valentine's Day designs of our clothing companies and other similar companies in recent years. I don't know what's going on, as soon as "Ruan Yu" looks at him with oppressive eyes, the secretary said everything in one go.

After speaking, he bowed his head slightly, the secretary was a little complicated in his heart, and he blamed himself for speaking too fast.

Looking at the reaction of the president's wife, I knew that the president hadn't told his wife about it, and I didn't know if I would be blamed by the president if I said it all by myself. After all, the Valentine's Day design is also related to Chu Yunshan, a new designer.

Everyone doesn't say it, and the press conference seems to have been clarified, but everyone's hearts are like mirrors. No matter how good and loving the relationship between the president and the president's wife is now, Chu Yunshan doesn't seem to have a simple relationship with the president, and I don't know what kind of relationship the three of them have.

Song Huaijin's focus is still on this report document.

Looking at the kraft paper bag in the secretary's hand, Song Huaijin stretched out his hand, "Take it, I'll take a look." ”

"Then, madam, don't you have to let the president take a look at it first?" The secretary hesitated a little, and looked at the door of the lounge as he walked towards Song Huaijin.

As everyone knows, Ruan Yu is now embroidering in the lounge to the point of forgetfulness, and she didn't notice the movement outside at all.

Song Huaijin looked at the secretary like this, and his tone was a little cold: "If you want to bring it, you will bring it." "This woman's body is really inconvenient, and now she has to say a few more words in the way of her identity for everything, which is really troublesome.

Why doesn't she usually have any prestige at all? There is no need to emphasize it in one sentence.

Song Huaijin, who was dissatisfied in her heart, also forgot that in the past three years, before she exchanged bodies with Ruan Yu, she usually didn't bring her to the company much, let alone introduce her to employees. Therefore, in the eyes of the employees of the Song Group, the president's wife is transparent at all, not to mention any prestige.

The only bit of prestige he has is that he Song Huaijin saved up for Ruan Yu's body after swapping bodies.

Obviously, Song Huaijin's voice was not loud, but the secretary was so frightened that he almost trembled, instantly retracted his gaze looking at the lounge, walked a few steps quickly, and handed the kraft paper bag to Song Huaijin.

After getting the kraft paper, Song Huaijin's eyes on the secretary moved to the kraft paper bag again.

While reaching out to open the kraft paper bag and take out the contents of it, Song Huaijin spoke, "Okay, you go down first." The tone is familiar.

Let the secretary have another moment of trance.

It's too much like it, it's too much like the president. The secretary didn't know why, and the idiom "husband sings with wife" suddenly popped up.

But he didn't dare to stay any longer, and he didn't dare to say anything more, the secretary nodded and said yes, and withdrew from the president's office. Song Huaijin continued to look at the documents in the brown paper bag.

In the lounge, Ruan Yu was still unaware of the arrival and departure of the secretary, and she was even happier with her head buried in embroidery.

After a recent period of contact with the ancient embroidery books in Song Huaijin's mind, Ruan Yu can say that the embroidery skills have even improved by leaps and bounds. Although Ruan Yu also thought that her embroidery skills were not bad, even better than the embroidery skills, techniques and skills of many peers in the industry, but she could not reach the real master level. After all, his age is here, although he has embroidered since he was a child, but his embroidery skills for more than ten years are not as good as the masters who have embroidered all his life.

But now, Ruan Yu believes that with this ancient book, he will be able to carry forward embroidery one day and revive the declining Ruan Group.

Thinking about it, Ruan Yu, who was embroidering, couldn't help but feel a little more happy and joyful on her face.

When Song Huaijin pushed open the door of the lounge, he happened to see Ruan Yu, who was embroidering with a smile on his body, and the conspicuous orchid finger.

"......" Song Huaijin's hand holding the doorknob of the lounge tightened a little, and his teeth tightened a little.

However, thinking that after all, he personally agreed to let Ruan Yu practice embroidery in the company a few days ago, and finally took a few deep breaths to endure this urge to roar.

"I said you, embroidery is embroidery, what's there to laugh at." Song Huaijin tried her best to make her tone appear calm and not so angry.

Ruan Yu found that the door of the lounge was pushed open by Song Huaijin.

"What's the matter, it's time to have lunch after work, isn't it?" Ruan Yu subconsciously looked at his watch, completely ignoring Song Huaijin's previous words.

Song Huaijin: "......" What if he really wants to scold?