She turned around to express her doubts, but another receptionist quickly answered her question.
"Sorry, Mrs. Gu, we will notify the president immediately. Can you please sit over there and wait for a moment?"
The woman called Mrs. Gu nodded and walked to the sofa in the lobby to sit down.
"Ah, she is our president's wife?"
"Have you not read the newspaper?"
The former's face turned slightly red, "I didn't look carefully, and her clothes are too ordinary. What should I do if I offend her? Can I ask Sister Linda for a favor?"
"If you don't find Sister Linda, call the president's internal number immediately. This is what Vice President Lin and Sister Linda have already promised."
"Sister Linda, is it you? Where is the president? Is he in a meeting? Great news, Mrs. Gu is back!"
"Are you going to come down and pick her up right now?"
Both the person talking on the phone and the person next to him were all excited.
After all, the president's wife is back.
During the days when she was away, few people dared to say a few words to Gu Yebai. It is common for Vice President Lin to be cannon fodder.
After putting down the phone, the two of them didn't even have time to take a breath. They immediately looked at each other, and a wave of cold air rushed up from the soles of their feet.
"Where are the people?"
On the sofa in the lobby, the beautiful woman with a haggard look on her face was no longer there.
They said he was in the conference room.
Although she doesn't come here often, Youyan knows which floor the conference room is on.
I looked at the elevator next to me and saw that there were people waiting in line outside.
She bit her lip, glanced at the innermost elevator, and moved over.
Not many people had noticed her originally, but now, everyone was paying attention.
That is the exclusive elevator for the president of Art Consulting Club.
"Who is that woman?"
"It's Mrs. Gu!"
Someone suddenly exclaimed, and the sudden scream was completely inconsistent with an elegant designer suit and beautiful makeup.
The elevator door closed quickly, and Youyan could no longer hear the commotion behind her. She stared at the ground blankly, holding her thin skirt in her little hands until the elevator door opened.
"Youyan, it's really you!"
A gentle and kind female voice came to my face, with excitement and joy in her tone.
"Sister Linda." She was still in a daze, but she was helped out by the other party.
"They said you were back. I still can't believe it." Linda held her hand tightly, "Thank God you are finally back. You don't know that the president is going crazy."
"How come this person who is pregnant with a child has lost weight?" Soon, Linda frowned, looking worried.
"Is he still anxious now?" she murmured.
Linda's eyes flickered and she said softly: "Look at your nonsense."
"You also saw that photo, didn't you? As his number one secretary, you should know it very well." She said sadly.
Linda sighed, "You should ask the president yourself."
She said "hmm" and said, "Is he in a meeting now? I'd better wait for him. I was in a hurry just now and didn't think too much."
In front of this sister-like person, she didn't hide her feelings much and just said what was on her mind.
Linda smiled and said, "It's okay."
She was still wondering, but Linda pulled her forward, passing through the busy cubicles.
She bit her lip, and the staff in the cubicle stood up one after another like a domino effect. One after another, dark men and women in neat suits smiled at her.
She was a little embarrassed and nodded at his employee.
A sense of oppression arises spontaneously.
This was just one level, and it was then that she realized what a large team her husband managed.
He will also have a lot of pressure, just like every office worker, or even more than them. But when he came home every day, he just smiled slightly at her and never mentioned any of this.
And she seemed to only cause trouble for him.
The pictures of her published in magazines and the pictures of him hugging other women rushed towards her head at the same time!
"Youyan, he's inside. He doesn't know you're back yet." Linda smiled lightly, suddenly pulled her to a standstill, and pushed the front door open.
She was still hesitating, afraid of disturbing his work, when a force behind her pushed her in.
The conference room, which had only been filled with whispers, suddenly became quiet.
Dozens of people in the spacious and gorgeous conference room all turned their attention to her, except for the stern man in the chair.
"Mrs. Gu."
I don’t know who started the conversation first, but then everyone stood up and said hello to her. They were all surprised and happy.
"Hello."
She responded uneasily, biting her lip again and looking at the calm man in front of her.
I haven't seen him for more than two months. His face has become thinner, and his indifferent and cold lines are deeper.
He pursed his lips and looked forward casually, not looking at her. Even his eyelids didn't even move a little.
As if something hit her heart hard, Youyan bit her lip until it bled. When the tip of her tongue unconsciously slid over it, she noticed a fishy taste.