The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 65 Wang Luoqi's Melancholy
Qilixiang Group.

CEO's office.

"Tattoo."

"Tattoo."

Wang Luoqi, who was correcting documents, heard the hourly chime of the wall clock, and she looked up at the time.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Well, it's time for get off work.

Looking at the documents to be processed on the desk, Wang Luoxi frowned, his work efficiency dropped a lot.

At her usual speed, it should have been processed, but there are still twenty or thirty documents, and she has not even had time to read them.

"It's all to blame for that little girl Ruotong. If it wasn't for her delaying my time, I would have finished it."

Wang Luoxi whispered softly, blaming the vitality girl thousands of miles away for the decrease in work efficiency.

She would not admit that she was distracted.

Fortunately, she has already processed the more important documents.

She can leave the rest until tomorrow to correct it.

Well, she can definitely finish it tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Wang Luoqi got up and cleaned up the table, then picked up his handbag and left the office.

Walking to the secretary room, she said to Li Yiyi:
"I don't have much work today. I've already finished it, so I won't be working overtime today."

"You distribute the documents I have dealt with, and leave work early. I'm not here for the past two days, and you have worked hard."

"The main reason is that the cold was so severe this time that I only spent two days at home recuperating."

For some reason, Wang Luoqi explained to Li Yiyi why he skipped work.

It's not because of her guilty conscience.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, these are what I should do." Li Yiyi did not take credit.

She also said very thoughtfully: "Although work is very important, President, you should also pay attention to your body."

"Now is the peak period of influenza. You should also remind Wen Yan that children have poor resistance and can easily catch colds."

Li Yiyi felt that she was really a clever little ghost.

Wen Yan is now a celebrity by the president's side, and she is naturally incomparable.

But she can use this little guy to boost the president's favorability.

Well, tool people will also operate in reverse.

That little guy called her several times in succession, so she took advantage of it!

Wang Luoxi smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will tell him."

After speaking, she left the office.

Looking at Wang Luoqi's back, Li Yiyi was actually a little puzzled. The president hadn't come to work for the past two days, and there was a backlog of documents in the office.

But she dealt with it so quickly. Could it be that a cold can improve work efficiency?
With doubts, Li Yiyi entered Wang Luoqi's office, but looked at the two stacks of documents on the desk.

She seems to understand something, the president is degenerate!

She turns out to be a workaholic who doesn't get off work until she finishes her get off work.

But now she went home just like that.

I'm afraid it's not because of the cold, it's because of the family!
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Seven Mile Fragrance.

Opening the door of Room 601, Wang Luoqi saw Wen Yan in the living room.

Maybe it was because of one person, the little guy seemed a little lazy, his upper body was lying on the sofa, and his short legs were still on the coffee table.

It's very comfortable.

At this moment, he was holding the mobile phone between his shoulders and his small head, and he seemed to be on the phone with someone with a small pudding in his mouth.

Seeing her come in, Wen Yan quickly straightened his posture and whispered into the receiver:

"Auntie, Sister Luo Qi is back, let's talk next time."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Cough cough."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the living room was a little weird, Wen Yan took the initiative to open the topic, he looked at the girl and asked:
"Sister Luo Qi, leave work so early today, are you feeling better?"

"Whose phone number?" Wang Luoqi asked directly.

Naturally, she could see Wen Yan's intention to change the subject, but she wasn't going to let him do so.

Although the little guy's voice was very low, she still heard the two syllables "Auntie".

"The phone number from the supermarket downstairs, he said a new batch of seafood had arrived and asked me if I wanted abalone." Wen Yan had a strong desire to survive and did not want to reveal the contact person for the call.

Moreover, he is not afraid of being exposed. When he went to the supermarket to buy things in the afternoon, he did see a lot of fresh seafood in the supermarket, and the abalone inside was still very fresh.

Even if Wang Luoqi asked him to buy it, he would still be able to buy it back.

Wang Luoqi sat on the sofa expressionlessly, looking at the little guy in front of her, she frowned and said:
"I don't like lying children. I can give you another chance to organize the language. Who was the call just now?"

She has lived here for almost two years, but she has never seen a waitress in the supermarket downstairs.

Even the owner of the supermarket is a single young man without a partner. Will the little guy call a middle-aged uncle "Auntie"?
This, is this heard?Wen Yan lowered his head and said the answer: "It was Aunt Wu's call."

"Why did she call you and ask you to go to the amusement park again?" Wang Luoqi picked up the water glass on the table and took a gulp of water.

She wanted to suppress the anger in her heart, and when she heard the name "Auntie", she thought of her mother, otherwise she would not be so angry.

"Not going to the amusement park."

Wen Yan hesitated and said, "Aunt Wu wants me to go home, she said she wants to teach me how to swim."

Putting the water glass on the coffee table, Wang Luoxi asked, "Then do you want to go?".

"I don't want to!" Looking at the splashes on the coffee table, Wen Yan decisively shook his head and refused.

This is obviously a proposition, as long as he is not a brain watt, he knows how to choose.

Wang Luoqi said with a smile: "My mother lives in a big villa, and the swimming pool inside is very big. It must be fun."

"The weather is just right for swimming. You can also learn one more skill. I think you should go."

"No no no, I don't think I should go, I don't like swimming and I'm afraid of water."

"I don't want to get wet except for taking a bath." Wen Yan's desire to survive was very strong.

"Is that so?" As soon as Wang Luoqi was about to speak, he heard the phone ring in his pocket.

Seeing Mrs. Wen's mobile phone number, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

After adjusting her breath, she answered the phone and asked with a smile, "Dean Wen, what's the matter with you?"

"I have time tomorrow."

"Are you coming to visit Wen Yan at home?"

Having said that, Wang Luoqi glanced at the little guy opposite and said:
"Okay, okay, Xiaoyan told me just now that he misses you."

"You want to bring the students with you? It's the girl from that day."

"Yes, yes, no trouble."

"Okay, do you want to talk to Xiaoyan on the phone?"

"No, then you are busy first."

After Mrs. Wen hung up the phone, Wang Luoqi put down the phone, and the smile on her face gradually faded, replaced by a touch of melancholy.

Mrs. Wen is going to visit her home, so she must eat at home, but she can't cook, what should I do?

You can't let the little guy cook, it's too outrageous.

Those who didn't know thought she was a black-hearted boss who was abusing child labor.

As for eating out at a restaurant, that's not appropriate either.

After all, Dean Wen must have come to see the little guy's adaptation to the new family.

Without eating at home, how could she show the warmth of the family to the old lady, so as to reassure her?

"Grandma Wen wants to see me, aren't you happy?" Looking at the frowning girl, Wen Yan asked her doubts in her heart.

"No, I'm just a little worried, I'm afraid she thinks I can't take care of you well." Wang Luoxi stirred his fingers subconsciously.

"Is it because of cooking?" Wen Yan understood in seconds.

He asked hesitantly, "I have a solution, do you want to hear it, Sister Luo Qi?"

　Ask for votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)