Gu Shao and his wife are sweet

Chapter 695 750. I am her husband
As the hostess, Murong Nishang could give orders directly, but she didn't want to use coercive means.

Although Guan Yue is a subordinate, she should be respected.

"Me?" Guan Yue's eyes widened, she didn't expect his wife to entrust her with a heavy responsibility. "Of course I'd love to help you, but I don't have a college degree, and I haven't worked for any company..."

"In terms of experience and ability, you don't have to worry, the young master will arrange for Su Cheng to teach you." Murong Nishang smiled slightly, as long as she is willing to learn, everything else is just a matter of time.

"That's great, I promise. Brother Cheng is amazing, I can learn from him, and I'll make a lot of money." Hearing Su Cheng's name, Guan Yue was delighted.

"Well, then it's settled. For specific matters, you can contact Assistant Su yourself, can you?"

Murong Nishang's idea is that they contact each other on their own, come and go, the more contact they have, the deeper their relationship will be.

"No problem." Guan Yue assured, patted her chest.

"Well, then you follow Zhang Yi today and see what you are going to do in this position. I have already told her." Murong Nishang explained, and let her go to Zhang Yi.

Murong Nishang didn't take the matter of flowers to heart.

However, next, every one or two days, a bouquet of flowers will be sent over.

Murong Nishang began to take it seriously, and considered telling Gu Xi Jue about it.

In fact, she wanted to stop it, and asked the secretary to tell the flower shop not to send any more, but the flower shop also said that they were helpless, and they had no choice but to follow the customer's order.

She asked the person in the florist who ordered the flowers, and the florist said they placed the order online and had never seen anyone.

Moreover, since there is legislation to protect citizens' personal information, they dare not tell her the information of the flower orderer.

I don't even know who the sender is, otherwise I can tell the sender to stop sending flowers.

She also didn't want to embarrass the people in the flower shop. After much deliberation, she could only discuss it with her husband.

However, before she told Gu Xi Jue, he found out about the matter.

"I'll take you in." Gu Xijue got out of the car first, and took the umbrella that Su Cheng handed over.

It rained heavily today, and the temperature was much lower and very cold.

He opened the big umbrella, and then let Murong Nishang get out of the car, protecting the top of her head with his big hands.

Just after leaving the warm carriage and going to the ground, a gust of cold wind blew in, Murong Nishang couldn't help shivering, her fair face turned red all of a sudden.

Gu Xi Jue immediately put the hood of her cotton coat on her head, hugged her into his arms, and led her inside.

"It's too cold." Murong Nishang was trembling as she walked, but fortunately she listened to her husband and put on a thick cotton coat.

"Just go in." It was only ten meters away, her face and nose were red, Gu Xi Jue felt very distressed.

The Meteorological Observatory has issued a blue cold wave warning. The highest temperature in the city is only 7 degrees, which is low.

The husband and wife walked into the building with their arms in their arms. When Gu Xijue put away the umbrella and handed it to the bodyguard, a man walked over.

"Miss Murong, I have your flowers again today, please sign for them. I got wet in the rain, so I don't want to go in." Every time this uncle brings flowers, he also recognizes Murong Nishang.

"Take it back." Murong Nishang didn't want to take it, especially since her husband was by her side.

No, he squinted his eyes, staring at her and the bouquet of tulips in the uncle's hand for a moment.

"Ah, that's not okay." The uncle subconsciously refused. "Customers will think that we have deducted and did not send."

"I'll sign it, then there's no problem." Murong Nishang signed the form and handed it to him.

The uncle was stunned, and when he recovered, he gave the card on the bouquet to Murong Nishang. "I can take the flowers. This is your boyfriend's wish. You take it, and I'm leaving."

Boy friend? ? ! !

Gu Xi Jue's handsome face suddenly darkened, and the gaze he cast on the uncle was ten degrees colder than today's temperature.

With a hook of his long arm, he hugged Murong Nishang tightly, and shouted at the uncle angrily. "I am her husband!"

Fuck his boyfriend, he's not dead yet!

(End of this chapter)