The ceo's doting wife

She stepped in with her head held high and her chest held high. Her high heels were in the quiet lobby, making a' kick'sound, causing her to not reach the front desk. The lady at the front desk had noticed her a long time ago.

"Miss, may I ask who you are?" The receptionist consulted her about her identity.

She pulled down her glasses, looked at her sideways, and said very rudely, "Zhang Zijun, I'm here to see Li Boss."

That haughty tone was very uncomfortable to hear.

The receptionist - while registering, her heart was on the line. After a few seconds of pause, she secretly observed her.

The name tag, the diamond necklace on his chest, was about to dazzle people.

She didn't dare to be hasty. The first time she called Zhang Jian, she reported that a miss named Zhang Zijun came to see president li.

Zhang Jian confirmed again. "Is the name Zhang Zijun?"

"Yes."

"Then take her up the vip elevator."

After confirming the miss's weight, her gossipy mind returned and she quietly added a question, "Special assistant Zhang, who is she?"

"Then you don't need to know." Zhang jiancheng was Li Hanchuan's left arm and right arm. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Led by the front desk lady, she finally arrived at the legendary vip elevator. "Miss Zhang, if you take this elevator to the top floor, someone will pick you up."

Zhang Zijun was careful. After comparing several elevators here, she knew that it must be Brother fourth's elevator. After holding the frame, she smiled and didn't look at the receptionist, "Okay, go back to work."

Looking at the closed elevator door, the receptionist curled her lips and snorted disdainfully. "What's so proud of this woman? Her eyes are all over her head."

Up to the top floor, the door opened.

The first to step out was a pair of pink high heels that were ten inches tall, and then Zhang Zijun's small face appeared.

I have to say, she looks really good in sunglasses.

The harsh sound of high heels was finally absorbed by the carpet here.

But such a flamboyant Zhang Zijun, the group of women in the secretarial room, all of whom were looking at her at the same time.

Everyone, you look at me and think the same question. Who is this woman?

Zhang Jian walked up to her and said, "President li is in a meeting. Miss Zhang, wait in the office."

"Yes." Only then did Zhang Zijun take off her sunglasses, revealing her big, round eyes. When she saw the women's eyes in the secretarial room, her smile became even more intense.

After entering Li Hanchuan's office, she immediately chased Zhang Jian away.

He closed his eyes and sucked in the air. This was where Brother fourth worked, and the ambergris that belonged to him wafted in the air.

When she noticed the dark brown coat on the hanger, she immediately ran over, took it off, hugged it tightly in her arms, closed her eyes, and rubbed her cheek against the texture of the fabric. All sorts of fantasies had already appeared in her mind.

She was being held tightly by Brother fourth, her skin touching his clothes, and she could feel his strong muscles. Such a broad chest was really fascinating.

Then she fantasized that she was being pressed against the sofa by Brother fourth. She looked into his charming eyes and kissed him voluntarily...

"What are you doing?" Just then, when li hanchuan came back from the meeting, he saw Zhang Zijun lying on the sofa, rubbing his coat with a spring face.

Zhang Zijun was startled. He sat up reflexively with his head short-circuited for a moment and stared at him blankly.

Li Hanchuan took off the coat she was holding in her arms in disgust and meditated cleanly. He dusted it down and his deep voice sounded. "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Zijun looked at his behavior, and although he felt blinding, he could at least imagine it just now. Forget it. He tilted his head and said to him, "I just miss you, Brother fourth!"

The voice was so soft that it could not move Li Hanchuan's cold heart. He hung up his coat again and glanced at her coldly. "Go back."

That look of disgust, how much not to see, how not to see.

Zhang Zijun worked so hard to get here. How could she leave so easily? She pouted and replied willfully, "No, I don't want to go back."

She stood up and slipped around the huge office. She couldn't help but sigh, "Brother fourth, the place you work in is really similar to your style, simple but not simple."

Li Hanchuan ignored her, went back to his seat, looked down at the document, his voice still cold, "After the tour, leave immediately."

Zhang zijun wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue. "Brother fourth, I don't want to leave so soon. I want to have lunch with you."

"No time." Li Hanchuan rejected coldly.

"Brother fourth, I will be very sad if you do this to me." She walked over and tried to put her hand on his shoulder, but was frightened by his eyes and could only withdraw her hand in a coquettish manner.

Zhang Zijun rolled his eyes and said, "Brother fourth, I'm thirsty."

"... Li Hanchuan ignored her.

Reluctantly, she walked across the table and put her hand on the table. She repeated, "Brother fourth, I'm thirsty. I want coffee."

"The second cabinet on the far left of the dark red cabinet at the door. There are coffee beans I bought privately. Take them back and cook them yourself." After flipping through the document, he signed his name on the last page and then looked up at her coldly.

"What the hell?" Zhang Zijun had no idea what he was referring to. He pulled out his chair and sat down. He propped up his chin and looked at him. "Brother fourth, I'm here if I don't come. Even a guest can enjoy a cup of tea!"

After so many "Battles," Li Hanchuan ordered an insider to brew a cup of coffee in order to send her away quickly.

The secretary was very efficient. In less than three minutes, she came in with a cup of mellow coffee. "Li Boss, the coffee you need."

"For this lady." He replied without raising his head.

Zhang Zijun was contented with his coffee. After seeing the secretary leave, he slowly stood up and walked to Li Hanchuan's side. He took a sip of it himself. After taking a look at the coffee on the table that was already cold, he said, "Brother fourth, why don't you drink this?"

"No need." Li Hanchuan refused coldly.

Zhang Zijun did not stop. He held the coffee in one hand and the coffee on the table in the other.

"I said I didn't need it." Li Hanchuan could not bear it any longer and suddenly roared.

Zhang Zijun's hand trembled. The new cup of coffee he brought in, poured to the right, not only stained the carpet, but also his shirt and tie.

"Ah!" Zhang Zijun pretended to be surprised and shouted. Looking at Li Hanchuan pitifully, he bit his little finger innocently and said weakly, "Brother fourth, I'm sorry."

Li Hanchuan's tolerance for her was already at the bottom of the line. His handsome face was taut, and his sharp eyes were more like a sword. Just as he was angry, Zhang Zijun immediately walked over to the sofa, took out his prepared shirt and tie, and went over to apologize. "Brother fourth, I didn't mean to. Why don't you change into this one? I'll take this one for you to dry clean and return it to you after washing it?"

Li Hanchuan glanced at the dress in her hand, feeling a little conflicted. She unbuttoned her tie and rejected her mercilessly. "No, I have a spare dress."

"Ah?" Zhang Zijun paused and suddenly remembered that there was indeed a lounge here.

As Li Hanchuan walked past him to the break room, Zhang Zijun felt that his plan was going to fail and frowned nervously.

But then again, just as she thought that everything she had done was going to fall apart, Li Hanchuan opened the door and was still wearing the dirty shirt.

Reaching out to her, "Give me the clothes."

It turned out that all the spare clothes in his lounge had been dry-cleaned, and the secretary hadn't brought them back yet.

Zhang Zijun was so happy that he walked over with a smile and handed him his tie and shirt.

It was done, and there was no reason for her to stay. As soon as she left the office, she met Shen Yaxin.

Zhang Zijun's eyes lit up. He greeted her voluntarily and said deliberately, "So Miss Shen works here too?"

Shen Yaxin saw the shirt she was holding in her hand on purpose, and her heart sank into a haze, but her face was still as calm as a mirror, and she raised it gracefully and smiled. "It seems that Miss Zhang really has nothing to do. He's bored here, but I advise you - this is a place to do serious things, not something you can play with."

The two of them - opened their mouths and confronted each other.

The flames of war - the lower part of the room opened, and the secretaries with their sharp ears - were all focused on them.

Zhang Zijun wasn't a pushover either. She was already under stress. She chuckled. "I'm here for business, too." She changed her tone and continued, "By the way, Miss Shen has to work hard. I'll get Brother fourth to give you a raise."

Shen Yaxin lowered his eyes and shook his head helplessly, "Should I thank you, or Hanchuan?"

Everyone present could not help but admire Director shen, - a name called Brother fourth, - a name called nickname. The meaning of the two names could be separated by a hundred thousand miles.

Devil's height - ruler's height - zhang, this woman, is still young!

But for someone as brainless as Zhang Zijun, he couldn't understand the meaning at all. He happily put his shirt in the bag in front of her and said, "As for who to thank, just think for yourself. I have work to do. Let's go."

Shen Yaxin stopped looking at her, her beautiful eyes darkened, and walked straight into Li Hanchuan's office.

When she came in, Li Hanchuan put down his pen and walked over to meet her. He used to wrap his arms around her waist and secretly wanted to kiss her.