Originally, Gu Huaiyuan wanted to personally send Mu Qinghuan to the presidential palace, but Mu Qinghuan refused.

Because Mu Qinghuan still thinks that it is better not to make such a big move, it is better to keep a low profile.

Just let Fang Chi send it.

But when he arrived at the place, when Mu Qinghuan was about to get out of the car, Fang Chi spoke: "Madam, I'll wait for you here, if you can't stay in it, you can come out, and I'll take you away." ”

Mu Qinghuan was unhappy when she heard Fang Chi's words, why did they all think that she would be bullied.

So Mu Qinghuan felt the need to talk to Fang Chi and said: "You don't have to worry, I'm not a so-called White Lotus, you must know that the entertainment industry is not a simple place, I have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, have I seen fewer winds and waves?" ”

Although this may seem like a problem, it sounds powerful.

But as Gu Huaiyuan's secretary, how could Fang Chi not know Mu Qinghuan's information.

He knew that Mu Qinghuan had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he was just doing chores in Hengdian Film and Television City, but could he dismantle the stage, obviously not, so Fang Chi could only pretend to sigh: "We are worried, but we also care about Madame, Madam, don't worry, no matter what happens, Mr. Gu will be behind you, so don't worry about what goes wrong." ”

Mu Qinghuan nodded casually: "I know, I'll be fine." "She didn't want to waste time here with Fang Chi.

After all, no matter how much you say, it's better to speak with facts.

When Mu Qinghuan walked to the gate of the presidential palace, someone opened the door.

When the servant of the presidential palace brought Mu Qinghuan to the president's wife, the president's wife was holding a pair of scissors to repair flowers and plants: "How are you feeling now?" ”

Mu Qinghuan laughed softly: "Madam, what do you think I am in the mood." ”

"You are in good shape now, and now your husband is the darling of politics, but you also know Huaiyuan's temperament, so there will definitely be people who want to start with you, Qinghuan, you should understand what I mean." When the president's wife said this, she cut off a branch and leaf.

Mu Qinghuan didn't speak, but stood obediently in place.

Soon a servant said that the guest had arrived.

The president's wife put down the scissors in her hand, glanced at Mu Qinghuan, and left, and Mu Qinghuan naturally followed her obediently.

Then, Mu Qinghuan followed her to a slightly larger room.

"Ma'am." When the president's wife entered, several people greeted her.

The president's wife smiled and motioned for them to sit down: "Why are you so formal, how many times have I told you, don't be so formalistic in front of me." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mu Qinghuan: "This person behind me, I think you should all know her, she is younger than us, and everyone will take care of her a little more in the future, after all, our husbands are colleagues." ”

The ladies present all said yes.

Then the president's wife began to introduce Mu Qinghuan, this is Mrs. Huang, this is Mrs. Zhao, and this is Mrs. Qian.

Mu Qinghuan obediently greeted the president's wife, no matter what those ladies thought, the face of the president's wife was put here, they couldn't care about it, after all, the kung fu on the surface still had to be done, plus Gu Huaiyuan was so hot now.

Just follow the words of the president's wife, say some flattering words, and the scene can still be seen.