Fu Yue really wanted to complain, but in the end, she remained silent, pursed her lips tightly, leaned on the chair and stared blankly.
As he was thrusting, his eyes drooped.
Zhou Qianyu looked at her and frowned, "Are you going to sleep again?"
Fu Yue was clever and woke up, looking outside, "Is it almost here?"
"There are two minutes left, Zi Yu will come to you later. Do you know what to say?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
Fu Yue's eyes flashed with a cunning look and said with a smile: "I told her that your former boyfriend is now my husband, you are now the secretary, I am the boss's wife, hehe."
Zhou Qianyu looked at her proud look, for some reason, and was not angry at all, and she felt quite happy, "Okay, just say that."
Fu Yue: "..."
"Zhou Qianyu." Fu Yue approached him, "Actually, you have a grudge against this Murong Ziyu, right?"
Zhou Qianyu glanced at her faintly and ignored her.
The car arrived at the company's door.
Zhou Qianyu got off the car first.
Fu Yue pushed open the car door helplessly and followed him.
Maybe they are not at the peak of work now, so there are not many people waiting for the elevator.
Zhou Qianyu entered the elevator and brushed his work permit with a scar.
Fu Yue asked Zhou Qianyu: "Do you have to use your work permit to get your elevator?"
"Intelligently identify which department you are in, on which floor you are on, you can't go to other floors unless you are taken in." Zhou Qianyu said lightly, putting one hand in his pocket.
Fu Yue understood, "I don't have a job certificate."
"So I'll bring you in today and have the affairs department get you a work permit later." Zhou Qianyu said.
"Yes." Fu Yue nodded and looked at the numbers on the elevator.
She remembered that when she left, Zhou Qianyu's company seemed to be the same club, and then she found a film and television company, which was just a thicker layer.
But now, the front desk is on the first floor, and the doorman is from his company.
In just one year, why is his company so big?
"You rented this building?" Fu Yue asked curiously.
Zhou Qianyu glanced at her, "Do I need to rent it? I bought it."
"You bought such a building, it's empty, it's so wasteful. The housing prices in City J are very high." Fu Yue was surprised.
"There are people on every floor, and every room has its own functions. They perform their own duties and the departments they are in charge are different. What do you think? I am a businessman, will I not make any money?" Zhou Qianyu said lightly.
Fu Yue felt that Zhou Qianyu was very rich, more rich than she had imagined.
"How many companies do you have?" Fu Yue was curious.
"Twenty or so, why do you want to manage it? Or I'll hand over the Film and Television Department to you. You're very familiar with this anyway." Zhou Qianyu said.
Fu Yue shook his head.
She also has to learn how to cook, do housework, help him with work, and be responsible for projects, so she is too busy.
She also wants to have more time to do her own thing.
Shake your head.
"I really don't want it? If you want, I can make you more brilliant than when you were Fu Yue. I have several private equity companies behind me. You don't have to worry about how many movies you make, and you will earn money. If you make money, you will give you the share you deserve." Zhou Qianyu said confidently.
"After marrying you, am I still worried about money? Zhou Qianyu, I have married you. Can you cancel the accusation against Fu Yue?" Fu Yue asked.
"It depends on your mood." Zhou Qianyu said quietly.
The elevator door is opened.
Zhou Qianyu went out first, and Fu Yue followed Zhou Qianyu to his office, "Zhou Qianyu, can your computer be printed directly, right?"
Fu Yue looked at the computer assigned to him.
"Yeah." Zhou Qianyu responded, turned on the computer, and placed his eyes on the computer.
Fu Yue didn't print too much, so he first selected some people's names and printed them out.
She stood up.
Zhou Qianyu frowned, "Where to go?"
"Hmm?" Fu Yue replied: "I just printed a copy of the information and wanted to get it."
"Do you know where to get it?"
"I don't know, I'll go out to ask later." Fu Yue said angrily.
Zhou Qianyu glanced at the location next to the door, "That."
"Oh." Mr. Fu raised his smile. "So it's so close."
She took the information and opened the door.
Zhou Qianyu frowned, "Where are you going?"
"I'll report to Murong Ziyu. She is my direct leader. I said I'll go in half an hour, and now half an hour has passed." Fu Yue explained.
"Go, don't run around. Come back after reporting on your work and have lunch together." Zhou Qianyu said.
"I understand." Fu Yue went out.
She felt that Zhou Qianyu always cared about her, and men kept in charge of women like this?
That day was so sad.
She went to Murong Ziyu's office.
Murong Ziyu glanced at the time, raised her smile, and asked, "Do you have no idea of time?"
"Something happened in the middle?" Fu Yue said softly.
Murong Ziyu sat on the sofa, looked at Fu Yue standing, and asked in a very arrogant attitude, "What accident?"
"Traffic jam." Fu Yue found a reason.
Murong Ziyu pulled the corners of her mouth without hiding the sarcasm, "Tell me what work you did yesterday? What work did you do today?"
"First of all, I think that to convince Xisli to hand over the exhibition activities to us, we must put forward more tempting conditions, such as this portal with a lot of traffic at the exhibition, for example, we will ask traffic stars to promote it to her, for example, we will also get commissions."
“What I want to know is what work you did yesterday and today?”
"I invited my friend to dinner, and then introduced my friend through my friend. I temporarily got some contact numbers for some celebrities and celebrity agents, as well as some platform contact numbers." Fu Yue handed the printed list to Murong Ziyu.
Murong Ziyu was shocked when she saw the list.
Many of the above are traffic stars.
"You can contact all these?" Murong Ziyu was surprised and couldn't believe it.
Fu Yue raised his smile.
If these people were Fu Yue from the past, she would come over no matter how busy they were.
But now, it takes a little effort.
Thinking of this, she should indeed continue to help Zhou Qianyu in film and television, so she doesn't have to work under Murong Ziyu.
"Do your best, and if an agreement is reached, I will report it to you."
Murong Ziyu looked at Fu Yue’s hippie smile and frowned, “Are you with Qian Yu yesterday?”
"I am his secretary, but I haven't been together for a long time, haha." Fu Yue smiled guiltily.
"Don't have bad ideas about Mr. Zhou. He is not a man you can covet." Murong Ziyu warned.
Can she say that Zhou Qianyu was coveting her?
She doesn't want to marry him.
"Thank you." Fu Yue said these two words.
"Next time you're out with him, send me a message?"
"Hmm?" Fu Yue was stunned. "Sometimes we do things outside, sometimes it may be more confidential. I think it would be better if you want to call Zhou Qianyu directly."
"Zhou Qianyu? What do you call him?" Murong Ziyu's voice became a little sharper.