"Bai Yuyan is really brave. Does she really think that with the support of Gu Tianmu and Gu Zhenjiang, she can cover the sky with one hand?" Gu Juexi sneered.
Obviously, this incident has completely aroused Gu Juexi's fighting spirit.
He has been silent for so many years and is going to fight back because of this incident.
Assistant Wen silently felt that he finally met the president of that year again.
"Perhaps this is what the chairman and the old man meant. After all, they know that the Sacred Heart Orphanage is actually very important to the president." Assistant Wen reminded.
Gu Juexi returned to his desk and sat down, turning on his phone to check the current situation of the orphanage.
"I just contacted Dean Ou, and she said that Miss Nalan, who has been abroad, has also contacted her and is handling the matter."
"Miss Nalan?" Gu Juexi looked up at Assistant Wen. It was obvious that he had not remembered this name before.
"Yes, Nalanwei is currently one of the donors to the Sacred Heart Orphanage. She is also the financial director of Qianfeng Group. She is known as the Iron Lady in the mall." This is not the first time that this humanities assistant has spoken to his president, but his president I don't seem to remember it.
Iron lady
Nalanwe
Gu Juexi expressed his disdain at this name.
In finance and big data, there is only one woman who really does well, and her name is Ye Yuwei.
Assistant Wen naturally heard the snoring from his own president. In the president's heart, the best president's wife in the world is the best.
It's a pity that it's too late.
"By the way, there's one more thing. The chief came to see you again today." After Assistant Wen finished speaking, he subconsciously took a step back.
Gu Juexi raised his head with cold eyes.
"Next time when I'm on the phone, tell him directly that I'm dead." After Gu Juexi said that, he stood up and left the office.
Assistant Wen: “…”
You are dead, but your people are still alive.
Assistant Wen sighed, there are ancestors here and there, so why doesn't anyone feel sorry for him
He'd better pack up and go home from get off work.
A certain country.
Ye Yuwei is packing things, and Xixi's child needs to bring his own toys.
Ye Yuwei looked helplessly at her daughter who was holding the doll and wouldn't let go, "We're only going there for a few days, this is too big."
"I don't." Child Xixi hugged her doll tightly, as if her mother would cry if she disagreed.
Ye Yuwei couldn't do anything about her daughter's stubborn temper, she was exactly the same as a certain man.
"Child Xixi—"
Ye Yuwei was about to get angry when Ye Xicheng's child had already taken the doll from his sister's hand and put it into his small suitcase.
Child Xixi walked to her brother with a smile, knelt down and looked at him.
"Xixi loves her brother the most."
Child Ye Xicheng stretched out her little hand to touch her sister's head, and then continued to fold the doll in.
"Mommy, I don't have many things, so let my sister carry them. She will hold them to sleep when we go to a strange place." Ye Xicheng, a child, was talking to her mother while packing.
Ye Yuwei stood by her suitcase and looked at her son who was loading toys for his sister. This son's good temper made her suspect that he had a genetic mutation.
"Children Ye Xicheng, you will spoil your sister rotten by doing this." Ye Yuwei reminded her.
Child Ye Xicheng looked up at her mother, then frowned, then looked at child Xixi who was about to cry because of her mother's words, and touched her little head again, "My sister is the best."
Ye Yuwei: "..."
Okay, she has nothing to say.