novelraw Chapter 811: Think you are Mrs. Mu, but you can't?
Chapter 811: Think you are Mrs. Mu, but you can't?
Zhuo Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her expression as usual, without any signs of suspicion.
Just downstairs, although he was very calm, he was actually very nervous.
Because part of what the lady at the front desk said is true.
Among the people sent by the Presidential Palace, there is indeed a young woman, and she has indeed been in Mu Yichen's office for three full hours.
However, when Mu Yichen took her to visit the company, he did not hold hands, but kept a proper distance.
However, considering that the young lady and the young master were arguing, Zhuo Feng worried that letting Luo Chenxi know about these things would cause unnecessary trouble. Therefore, he wisely chose to be silent, pretending not to notice it at all.
Luo Chenxi sat at the secretariat for a while.
Those who can work in the secretariat are Mu Yichen's henchmen. Naturally, it is clear that Luo Chenxi's position in the minds of their president will not believe the gossip outside.
Therefore, the secretaries rushed to please Luo Chenxi, serving her tea and water later, and snacks later, taking care of her very well.
Luo Chenxi politely thanked the secretaries, while drinking tea, he wondered how he would talk to him when he saw Mu Yichen.
Time passed by every minute.
Seeing that it is about to a point, I have missed the lunch meal.
Luo Chenxi was worried that the food he brought over would be cold, so he found Zhuo Feng and asked about the situation.
"Zhuotezhu, is Mu Yichen still discussing with guests from the Presidential Palace?"
Zhuo Feng nodded, "Yes, grandma, it is estimated that the Presidential Palace has encountered a problem and needs the help of the eldest master, otherwise it will not take so long. However, the guests also have to eat, and it is estimated that it will end soon... …"
Before he finished speaking, he heard anxious footsteps coming from the door of the Secretariat.
A young female secretary wearing an A-line tight skirt walked in quickly.
"Quick, quick! Help me think of a solution! The Miss Fu at the Presidential Palace has always been dissatisfied with the coffee we delivered, saying that our coffee beans are not authentic. What can I do? The Blue Mountain coffee I just made The bean is already the best, and the second master sent it specially!"
Hearing this, many secretaries followed suit.
"Isn't it? Miss Fu has too many requests!"
"It's just that I came to discuss with our president, and I was so picky about a drink, thinking I was Mrs. Mu?"
"After all, they are the ladies of the presidential palace. I guess they think they are quite remarkable, right?"
The people had been complaining for a long time, and they started talking in a low voice.
Zhuo Feng couldn't help coughing and interrupted them, "Okay, Ms. Fu is a distinguished guest of Young Master. How can you talk about her behind your back? Do your job well, don't talk nonsense all day, and be careful to provoke them. Things are coming!"
The young secretary was accused by him and looked a bit wronged.
"But, Zhuote help, Miss Fu is too much! We can't meet her request..."
"If you can't, don't do it! Ms. Fu is very demanding, but she is not someone from Muhsi. As long as the president knows your problems and doesn't hold you accountable, why not?
Hearing this, the secretaries were finally comforted.
One by one closed their mouths, lowered their heads, and continued to do their work.
As soon as Zhuo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a suspicious voice from his side: "Miss Fu? Who is that?"