Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 183

　　The photo is very clear pixel, in the pharmacy of Capttar Medical Shcool, Jessica took the initiative to tug Wilfred's sleeve, the two were raided by reporters, and the photo was taken without the feeling of a little affair, but rather like the feeling of a man and a woman, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

　　This story from a short time ago continues to dominate the top of the Hot 100.

　　"Jessica is simply a model of rebellion!"

　　"What do you mean by a paragon of rebellion, Jessica upgrades and fights all the way, never weak!"

　　"The white boy turned out to be THE Fletcher famiily, or Fretston's most prestigious medical late-bloomer, who became a member of the medical school at the age of 25!"

　　"It was unforgettable 　　when Mr. Wilfred and Jessica, together, worked together in serendipitous time to create a medical miracle."

　　"Fate makes it so, can't you even see that?"

　　"Fate makes it happen? Don't be ridiculous, Jessica has married Mr. Fletcher, that is the Fletcher family young master, can't develop feelings with sister-in-law, right?"

　　"You are right, but I feel that Jessica and Mr. Wilfred are more suitable, both of them are in medicine after all, and they are a good match."

　　"Haha, bold enough, watch out for Mr. Fletcher to clean you up!"

　　"We'll see what happens when we ride the donkey."

　　Lorenzor read the beginning of a 　　flurry of messages on the Internet and turned off the mobile page.

　　Lorenzo's handsome face seems to have no ripples, a group of participants are not stupid, each like a human being, bright eyes and a clear heart to detect their own president is not right, the whole body emits unpleasant cold feeling, the eyes become more severe.

　　Everyone is trying to reduce their presence, for fear that they are not paying attention and become cannon fodder.

　　The three-hour-long, high-intensity international video conference finally ended, although in the air-conditioned room, but many people's shirts are wet, someone pulled out a tissue, wiped the thin sweat on his face, heart finally relieved, the meeting is considered over.

　　Lorenzo was silent the whole time, not willing to leave a word, when almost finished raised his hand to slightly loosen his tie, tasting the espresso.

　　Everyone felt that today's work, finally can be over, fortunately the president of the Lord did not get angry.

　　"You will be given fifteen minutes to rest and prepare, and after fifteen minutes, you will go to the president's office to continue your work report, especially the finance department."

　　After Lorenzo finished, he raised his eyes and swept the crowd, got up and left the media room.

　　The corners of the mouth can not help but twitch, not to mention the normal end of the day, even go home early do not have to count on it.

　　Self-awareness of working late all night, the crowd has it all!

　　"Aiyo, finished, the second half of today, the president obviously mood index, plummeting."

　　"No, it's not, it's inevitable."

　　"Levi, what's wrong with the president today? We do not want to become cannon fodder, you show us a clear way ah."

　　"Levi, we didn't say anything wrong today either, what is this about the president?"

　　"It's not a good idea to die, hey."

　　A crowd of people surrounded Levi, as if they had grabbed a lifeline.

　　"Don't be anxious, it's not a work problem, Mr. Fletcher's matter, I'm not at liberty to disclose it to everyone, but if you work diligently, don't appear to be presumptuous, and don't make mistakes in front of the president, there shouldn't be any major problems."

　　"But ......"

　　Levi looked to the crowd.

　　"Go home is out of the question, prepare for an all-nighter."

　　After saying that, Levi stepped away.

　　Words to this extent, we are all smart people, no more nonsense, the implication is that you pay attention to the words and actions, is a blessing or a curse, all depends on the luck.

　　......

　　President's office.

　　"Mr. Fletcher, your coffee."

　　Levi carried a cup of black coffee and placed it respectfully out of the way on his desk.

　　Lorenzo turned his back to Levi, one hand in his pocket, standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking askance at the scene in front of him, black suit, will Lorenzo reflect the more cool.

　　The glass window reflects Lorenzo's excessively handsome face by the light, which is indeed God's favor.

　　"Hmm."

　　Lorenzo responded, lowering his eyes to the phone screen, his thin lips hooked down if there was nothing.

　　"Mr. Fletcher, since you have something to say, just talk to Mrs. Fletcher directly, I think Capttar Medical Shcool's side must also be after office hours, Mrs. Fletcher should be convenient to answer."

　　Not a crazy person who can easily have an emotional breakdown and lose control ......

　　"Jessica wants me to trust her more and she will be more perfect, and we will work together to improve and I trust her not to betray me."

　　Lorenzo finished, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, his mood seemed to be better.

　　......

　　Fifteen minutes later, the president's office.

　　"Is this the level of reporting that the CFO makes?"

　　Lorenzo put the cigarette in his fingers, took a deep puff, crushed it out in the crystal ashtray, raised his hand and threw a report in front of the CFO, his bony fingers, snapped hard on the desk a few times.

　　The finance director raised his hand and wiped his sweat, only fifteen minutes, a quarterly summary ......

　　He really tried his best to make a presentation, and he was already very serious.

　　But such words, the CFO only dares to mutter in his heart, not to say out.

　　"Fail, re-do your report until you have viable content!"

　　Lorenzo did not give any face to the CFO, and in front of a room of executives who were ready to report on their work, he severely reprimanded him and scattered the invalid financial reports on the table.

　　"......"

　　All the senior executives attending the meeting, looking at each other, the atmosphere is extremely depressing, clutching the hand of the report, can not help but shake, no one has the courage to look up at the president's face.

　　While the crowd was bursting with a sense of crisis, from the president's lounge not far away, came the sound of the door lock being opened.

　　The crowd was startled by the sound and subconsciously looked at the place where the sound came from.

　　White small hands half-hold in the door frame, the lounge door is not fully open, just open a gap, as if someone from the inside looking out, observing meticulous people will find that there are a pair of eyes inside, is curious to look at the president's desk position.

　　No?

　　How could someone hide in the break room of the president's office and eavesdrop on secrets?

　　Don't want to live?

　　When Lorenzo saw the wrong reaction from the crowd, he followed the executive's eyes in the direction of the break room and met Jessica's overwhelmed eyes.