Wang Weixi never thought that he would have a capable and beautiful secretary with a curvaceous figure like other general managers. Even if Yi Duanfang said so, he didn't think of recruiting Xiao Mi to his name, because at this moment he still felt that as long as Chen Kexin was by his side, he would be satisfied.
It's just that before a man sees a woman, they will swear to be loyal to another woman. What if they meet her? Then the result will vary from person to person.
Although Wang Weixi was not extremely surprised, he still felt incredibly shocked when he saw the girl named Lan Ling sitting quietly opposite him.
A fair and tender face, delicate facial features are as cute as Chen Kexin, but also has Chen Keren's faint indifference, and a pointed chin is very cute. A waterfall of black hair is scattered on the chest, and a black long skirt outlines a perfect figure, full of charm.
In the huge private room, everyone was noisy and chattering, which was in sharp contrast to the quietness of the girl named Lan Ling.
Yi Duanfang stood beside Wang Weixi with a smile on his face. Lan Ling was chosen by him and the president together, so naturally it would suit Wang Weixi's taste.
"Hey, Weixi is here." Seeing Wang Weixi coming in, a woman in a blue skirt said, her name is Jiang Ming, she is Wang Weixi's direct supervisor, that is, a small designer. But she has always been very nice to Wang Weixi, and Wang Weixi has always called her "Jiang Jie".
Wang Weixi came back to his senses and quickly withdrew his gaze from Lan Ling. He greeted everyone with a smile: "Sister Jiang, Sister Li, Sister Wang, Little Wolf, Little Tiger, Leopard, thank you for coming." Then he and Yi Duanfang walked over and the two of them sat in the reserved seats.
Wang Weixi sat down next to Lan Ling. As he walked over, the faint fragrance of flowers hit his nose, intoxicating his heart. Wang Weixi half-closed his eyes, somewhat intoxicated, but also somewhat concerned, and did not dare to look at Lan Ling beside him.
"Weixi, don't just greet us. Look at the person next to you. Do you know him?" Sister Jiang said gently.
Wang Weixi pretended to be calm and turned away. Lan Ling also turned her head away. When their eyes met, she lowered her head a little embarrassedly and said shyly: "Hello, Mr. Wang, I am your secretary..."
Wang Weixi was surprised. She looked cold and indifferent when she wasn't smiling, but full of charm when she was talking. This woman looked really charming.
"Hello, don't be so restrained. I just took office too, haha..." Wang Weixi obviously didn't know how to deal with women.
Yi Duanfang rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "You're just a fool."
Everyone laughed. Wang Weixi adjusted his glasses awkwardly.
At the dinner table, Wang Weixi was surprised that everyone did not distance themselves from him at all. Instead, they were sincerely happy for his promotion. He felt a little guilty. It seemed that it was not that people did not trust him, but that he had judged others by his own standards. Thinking of this, he refilled his glass, raised his glass, and said to everyone: "Weixi has been here for such a long time, and you are the only ones I can make friends with. The promotion was very sudden. I know that many people outside may have opinions about me, but you guys don't have any opinions. Weixi is really happy. Come, I'll toast you all!"
Everyone smiled at each other, raised their glasses, and clinked them together. Wang Weixi's eyes
At this moment, there is a layer of fog in the middle.
Seeing that everyone had finished their drinks, Lan Ling drank up the wine in his glass without saying a word.
Wang Weixi said with some concern: "Lan Ling, you don't have to drink so much. Just drink according to your ability."
Unexpectedly, Lan Ling just smiled, and her smile was very sweet. "Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I can do it."
Wang Weixi forced a smile and quickly looked away. In addition to being amazed at Lan Ling's beauty, Wang Weixi actually had another feeling, which was that he was very uncomfortable. It was indescribable discomfort, as if Lan Ling was not a simple person.
Xiaolang and a few others looked at Lan Ling infatuatedly, thinking that Wang Weixi was so lucky.
Yi Duanfang just grinned, smiling charmingly. He even persuaded Lan Ling to drink several times. Wang Weixi was really angry with his good brother.
But if Yi Duanfang was the one I liked, it would be fine. I was afraid that this unfaithful guy was also thinking of dragging me down. Thinking of this, Wang Weixi ate his food in a depressed mood, listening to what happened in the past few days.
In this way, the atmosphere was harmonious until nine o'clock.
Wang Weixi took out his cell phone and suddenly thought of Chen Kexin. He wondered if she was home alone or with Chen Keren. Wang Weixi always felt weird about leaving Chen Kexin with Chen Keren.
Putting down his phone, Wang Weixi took a sip of wine, and the worry on his face was obvious.
"What's wrong, Weixi? Are you missing your little wife?" Sister Jiang suddenly said with a smirk on her face.
Everyone suddenly fell silent and looked at Wang Weixi with the same eyes. Wang Weixi smiled embarrassedly, his face slightly red.
Yi Duanfang threw down his chopsticks and said unhappily, "Oh my god, just come out to drink, why are you acting like a woman, always thinking about the woman at home, you have no future."
When these words were spoken, the men all laughed, but the women looked unhappy.
Sister Jiang gently hit Yi Duanfang and said unhappily, "Director Yi, you are really a man. What, do you look down on us women or do you have any objections?"
Yi Duanfang waved his hands awkwardly and said, "Sister Jiang, I didn't mean that. I was wrong. Sisters, I'll drink a penalty drink, okay?" After that, he drank the wine in the glass.
Wang Weixi laughed secretly in his heart, you are so good, Yi Duanfang, I let you mock and ridicule me, now you are getting retribution.
"It's so late and she's home alone, I'm a little worried." Wang Weixi added.
Sister Jiang nodded and praised: "Look at Wei Xi, he is definitely a good man. Duan Fang, you should learn from him."
Yi Duanfang snorted coldly, expressing his disdain. However, Lan Ling, who was standing next to Wang Weixi, had a flash of emotion on his face, but no one knew what it was.
"Lan Ling, look at your President Wang. His mind is always thinking about his wife. If you follow him, you will suffer." Yi Duanfang caught the emotion on her face and said quickly.
Wang Weixi was a little surprised. He turned around and looked at Lan Ling with embarrassment and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, haha."
Who knew that Lan Ling just shook his head and said gently: "No, I think it's good for Mr. Wang."
As soon as the words came out, everyone in the room was shocked.
A hint of surprise also flashed across Wang Weixi's face.
Yi Duanfang quickly added
"Is this true? I thought you would like a man who puts his career first, but I didn't expect you to say that Wang Weixi is good. What's good about him? Tell me, why can't I see it?"
…Wang Weixi really wanted to explode on the spot and beat Yi Duanfang until he vomited blood.
Yi Duanfang just smiled even more coquettishly.
Lan Ling's face flushed, and she said lightly: "A truly good man should be one who is successful in his career and values his wife. If a man only knows how to work, how boring would it be to marry such a man?" As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Weixi, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
That's right, it was love. Even the most wooden-headed man could understand that Lan Ling didn't hide anything this time. The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Wang Weixi was not a wooden fish. He knew what Lan Ling's eyes expressed, and he felt a little disappointed. Because since he knew that he had a wife, in his eyes, a woman should not make such an expression to him.
If Yi Duanfang knew what Wang Weixi was thinking at this moment, he would definitely scold him for being abnormal.
Wang Weixi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Thank you Lan Ling for the compliment. Okay, Duan Fang, stop making trouble. Let's chat for a while, then I'll go back. Everyone, I'm sorry, Weixi really wants to get drunk with you, but I can't let go of Ke Xin."
Lan Ling lowered his head, a hint of disappointment flashing across his face.
Everyone nodded, and Sister Jiang gave a thumbs up and said, "For Weixi to miss her so much, she must be very cute. I haven't spent any time with her except on your wedding day. Weixi, I'm looking forward to the party next Saturday more and more."
Hearing the word "party", the corners of Wang Weixi's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
Yi Duanfang was not interested in listening any further, but at this point, his plan was halfway done. However, Wang Weixi's slowness was beyond his expectations.
Speaking of Lan Ling, she actually knew Wang Weixi a long time ago. When Wang Weixi gave her graduation speech as a senior, Lan Ling was still a freshman, and she fell in love with Wang Weixi at that time.
Lan Ling's family is well-off, and she is from City A. When she came to the company to apply for a job and saw Wang Weixi's photo, her excitement was self-evident.
Yi Duan was very sensitive to gossip. When he saw Lan Ling staring at the photo on the bulletin board, and considering that Lan Ling was a legendary beauty in her freshman year at the time, he recognized her immediately.
Although Lan Ling did not tell anyone that she loved Wang Weixi, Yi Duanfang saw something and made her Wang Weixi's secretary.
While sipping red wine, Yi Duanfang thought smugly, Chen Keren, didn't you say you would find a good man for your sister? Let me tell you, we have one in Vichy too, hahahahaha~
Wang Weixi looked at Yi Duanfang, who was smiling to himself, curiously and asked, "Duanfang, what's wrong with you?"
Yi Duanfang rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's okay."
Wang Weixi shook his head helplessly. Outside the window, the stars flickered and the lights were dim, but Wang Weixi missed Chen Kexin and just wanted to go back home quickly.
But he didn't know that at this moment Chen Kexin was happily eating food cooked by another man, a man who was several times better than him.