Chapter: 162
She received two good news one after another last night, which made her too excited to fall asleep very late.
As a result, the old man woke up earlier than her.
The old man must think she is a lazy granddaughter-in-law.
Seeing Fu Xiaoyao's anxiety, Aunt Song covered her lips and smiled, "Ma'am, don't think too much, it's not that I don't call you, it's the master who doesn't let you. The master said to let you sleep for a while, and don't send him off."
"Is that so?" Fu Xiaoyao blinked in astonishment.
"Of course, alright madam, come and have breakfast." Aunt Song patted her on the shoulder.
Fu Xiaoyao nodded, followed her step by step to the restaurant.
After breakfast, Fu Xiaoyao came to the company. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she ran into Qiao Mu who came out of the other secretary's office.
Her eyes lit up, and she quickly called to him, "Assistant Qiao, wait a moment."
Qiao Mu stopped in his tracks, "Secretary Fu, what do you want?"
"This." Fu Xiaoyao handed him the document bag in her hand.
Qiao Mu took it over, looked at it, and smiled, "So it's visa documents, don't worry, Secretary Fu, Mr. Lu called me before, and I will help you with it."
"Then thank you." Fu Xiaoyao bowed slightly to him.
Qiao Mu quickly took a step back, "Secretary Fu, you can't do it!"
Although this woman is not liked by Mr. Lu.
After all, she is also Mr. Lu's wife.
He still can't bear this gift.
"By the way, Assistant Qiao, has Mr. Lu come to the company?" Fu Xiaoyao glanced at the direction of the CEO's office from the corner of her eyes.
Qiao Mu shook his head, "Not yet, President Lu went to the hospital."
Fu Xiaoyao's expression suddenly froze, and soon returned to normal, but her mood was much lower, "That's it, I know."
She bypassed him and returned to her office calmly.
As soon as she sat down, she grabbed the pillow beside her and hit it hard twice, muttering sourly: "I didn't go last night, but I went early today, you really can't let go of Qi Ya! "
After finishing speaking, she was so angry that she hammered the pillow again, and the hammered pillow was deformed, which made her feel better.
"Huh" Fu Xiaoyao let go of the pillow and let out a long breath, adjusted her mentality, picked up the landline microphone on the table, and made a call.
The call was to the old man, mainly to thank the old man. JrNovels.com