My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

The next day, Yang Chen finally went to work as usual. After a leisurely morning, he had lunch together with Zhao Hongyan and Zhang Cai at the staff restaurant. As a minister, Liu Mingyusheng was reluctant, but since everyone in the company was doing this, she had no choice but to go to a private area to eat with other executives.    

    

After Zhao Hongyan became single again, the problems at home were solved and she was in a good mood. Although her salary was halved, she was not a member of the family of moonlight, so it didn't have much of an impact. She chatted and laughed with Zhang Cai. The time it took to eat a meal wasn't short at all.    

    

Yang Chen buried his head and ate, only eating a little bit when he saw the two girls. He couldn't help but say with a wry smile, "It's fine if you guys go back to the office to talk. You're delaying your afternoon nap."    

    

"Hmph, just for your nap, we work in the office," Zhang Cai said discontentedly.    

    

Zhao Hongyan picked up a chicken leg from her plate and gave it to Yang Chen, "Eat it!"    

    

"I have enough, eat it yourself!" Yang Chen said.    

    

"Do you want me to bring it back?" "If I tell you to eat, then eat." Zhao Hongyan rolled her eyes at him and continued talking to Zhang Cai.    

    

Yang Chen enjoyed the faint warmth of daily work, so he stopped talking about the two young women and went back to eating.    

    

When he returned to his office, Yang Chen found that Yuan Ye had called him on MSN.    

    

This brat recovers pretty quickly, Yang Chen thought to himself as he opened the dialog box.    

    

"You can go online now?" Yang Chen asked.    

    

Yuan Ye sent a laughing emoji, "I'm still in the hospital, but the wireless network is pretty fast. I was just bored and wanted to find you to fight a magical beast."    

    

"You have a gunshot wound on your chest. The doctor said you can play games?" Yang Chen was worried that his wound would split open.    

    

"Don't worry, the doctor said that as long as I don't have a lot of physical work to do, there's no problem at all. I don't know why, but once the bullet is removed, my wound will heal even faster than others. He said that he would be able to recover in less than a month. " Yuan Ye said in a good mood.    

    

Yang Chen laughed in his heart, it seemed like the Memory Deriving Scripture s that he left in his body were still effective. Due to his special physique, he was still unable to feel the effects of the power of the Obscure Scripture on the recovery of ordinary people.    

    

Since Yuan Ye had no problems, Yang Chen was bored and fought a few games with Yuan Ye online.    

    

After waiting for more than two hours, Yuan Ye said, "I've just recovered from a serious illness. I'm a bit tired, so I'll call until here today. I have to take care of some club matters."    

    

"Then take care, I'm taking an afternoon nap."    

    

Without waiting for Yang Chen to log off, Yuan Ye suddenly sent a message, "Wait a moment, my mom is beside me. She said she has something to tell you."    

    

"Your mother?"    

    

Yang Chen was stunned. Yuan Ye's mother was, of course, Yang Jieyu, the woman who made him uneasy and didn't want to think about it too much.    

    

"My mom said she wanted to buy you a cup of coffee and ask you something, okay? It's fine if you don't want to do it, but she's also very curious about you. You know, I don't have many friends, and she didn't formally thank you for saving me this time. " Yuan Ye said.    

    

Yang Chen thought about it and felt that there was no reason to refuse, "Alright then, what time and place?"    

    

"At the Dream Blue Cafe near Yu Lei, you should be going to and from work, see her there in an hour."    

    

Yang Chen did know that coffee shop. Its location was pretty good, but because of the high consumption, there weren't many customers.    

    

After agreeing to Yang Jieyu's invitation, Yang Chen felt a little apprehensive. He didn't know what Yang Jieyu would say to him. He felt a little scared, a little hopeful, and a little complicated.    

    

After staying in the office quietly for half an hour, Yang Chen headed to the blue coffee shop.    

    

Since they were in the city, parking the car wasn't convenient, so Yang Chen didn't plan to drive there himself. From Yu Lei's bus stop in front of the company's entrance, they could take the 10 minute bus ride.    

    

After waiting for five minutes, a large bus filled with red advertisements stopped. Because it was after noon, many white-collar workers returned to the company after eating lunch outside. There were quite a lot of people on the bus, and there were no seats either. The bus was packed to the brim with people.    

    

Yang Chen didn't care, after returning to China for so long, he had already experienced the population problems of China.    

    

After getting on the bus, he took out a stack of cash from his pants pocket, took out two boxes and stuffed them into the cash register. Then, he walked among the standing passengers.    

    

Since they were going to get off after two stops, Yang Chen directly knocked down a spot slightly closer to the back of the car.    

    

Yang Chen held onto a railing and the stuffy smell of the car filled his mouth and nose. He frowned and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He might as well walk over himself since the temperature wasn't high enough and he wouldn't sweat.    

    

Just as Yang Chen was feeling depressed, a clear voice beside him said, "Big Brother, you're not feeling well. Are you squeezed?"    

    

Yang Chen turned around and saw a petite young girl about eighteen or nineteen years old. She had black hair that hung down to her shoulders, a pure white skin, a small oval face with delicate features, especially big eyes and thick, delicate, curved eyebrows. At this moment, she was looking at him with an apologetic look, making people feel pity for him.    

    

The girl was wearing an old tan jacket, tight black jeans, and a large plastic tub of something that looked like vegetable oil.    

    

Although the girl looked pretty and pretty, it was obvious from her attire that she was a working girl from outside the city. Her body smelled like groceries, and most people chose to keep their distance from her at first glance.    

    

Yang Chen smiled and shook his head, "No, I'm just a little annoyed. It's none of your business."    

    

The girl nodded timidly. "Oh, then I'll take the barrel away."    

    

The girl still thought that Yang Chen was unhappy because she was holding onto the oil barrel, so she moved the white oil barrel slightly to the side.    

    

"Aiya! My pants! " A white-collar lady with heavy makeup was standing there. Her light-yellow pants were rubbed against the barrel of oil, and although there were no traces of it, it still made her go into a rage as she scolded loudly, "Damn girl! Where did this wild child come from! Is there anyone who can get into the car with their stuff scattered around like this!? If my pants are dirty, can you afford it!? Wretched girl... I'm so unlucky! "    

    

"Sorry, sorry …"    

    

The girl was so scared that her whole body was trembling. She kept apologizing and even bowed towards the woman, but the car only braked slightly and the girl hit the railing beside her with her heart!    

    

"Ah …"    

    

The girl was in so much pain that her eyes turned red from covering her head, as if she would cry at any moment.    

    

"Retribution, for touching my pants with that filthy thing of yours! "How about a few thousand yuan, can a sour girl like you afford it!?" The white-collar lady seemed to be in an extremely bad mood. She hit the gun again and said a few more words of ridicule.    

    

Yang Chen sighed, silently pulling the girl's arm and said, "Stay close to me, stand behind me."    

    

The girl quickly waved her hand, "It's fine, big brother. You're already depressed. I'll just stand here."    

    

"If you touch her pants again, she'll stab you to death. Come here!" The girl approached him and bent down to pull her heavy oil barrel to her feet.    

    

The girl looked at Yang Chen gratefully and said many words of "thank you".    

    

Yang Chen smiled warmly, "Why are you taking so much oil, is it for cooking?"    

    

The girl blushed a little and whispered, "It's for a small business. There was a grain and oil store there that was cheap, so I took the bus there to buy it."    

    

"Oh, it's not easy for you to come out at such a young age to do business." Yang Chen said.    

    

"Mm …" The girl softly replied. Her expression was gloomy and she didn't speak anymore.    

    

Yang Chen turned his head around and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up into a playful and helpless smile.    

    

Five minutes later, the car stopped at a station. The girl bent down to pick up the barrel and waved at Yang Chen, "Big Brother, thank you. I got off."    

    

"Oh, I'll get off too." Yang Chen jumped off the car with the girl.    

    

Since there was no one else at the station, Yang Chen and the girl walked to the side of the road and the bus drove away slowly.    

    

Seeing Yang Chen come down, the girl looked a little unnatural. She smiled and said: "Big Brother, are you here too? "Where are you going?"    

    

"Do you want to follow me wherever I go?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.    

    

The girl's pretty face turned pale, and the timid and innocent smile on her face faded away. Her expression became somewhat cold and helpless …    

    

"Uncle, you really have some skills." The girl suddenly sounded like she was a different person as she spoke straightforwardly.    

    

Yang Chen touched his pants pocket and gently flipped it open, revealing a hole underneath.    

    

"Little girl, give me back my money and phone. I'm still in a hurry, so I won't trouble you anymore." Yang Chen said with a faint smile.    

    

The girl was straightforward. She took out Yang Chen's phone and a stack of cash from the pocket of her big coat and gave it to Yang Chen.    

    

"So straightforward?" Yang Chen was a little surprised and asked as he took it.    

    

The girl snorted, "You saw through me in the car and didn't hand me over to the police. It was I who owed you and now we owe each other back."    

    

"Ya ya ya, little sister, you're so cute." Yang Chen felt that this little girl was quite interesting.    

    

Just now, in the car, this girl tested Yang Chen's sympathy and went to provoke other people's dislike, so Yang Chen took the initiative to accept her approach. After that, she cut open Yang Chen's pants without anyone noticing and stole his cash and cellphone through skillful means. All of this could have been perfectly arranged and manipulated. Unfortunately, Yang Chen's senses were much higher than the average person's, so he was able to easily perceive the girl's true thoughts.    

    

"Don't call me little sister, I am already twenty years old and can get married according to the law. Let me ask you, you knew from the beginning that I was a pickpocket? " The girl was obviously confused by her own failure, so she asked in confusion.    

    

Yang Chen shrugged and winked at her, "Secret."    

    

"Tch, if you don't say it then forget it, I will never see you again!" The girl was as straightforward as ever. Without any hesitation, she turned around, picked up the huge barrel of oil and left in large strides. Her strength was not weak at all, and she did not feel the slightest bit of strain when she lifted the huge barrel of oil. Clearly, the situation on the carriage was also loaded.    

    

Yang Chen looked at the girl's back as she walked into the distance and smiled. In this world, there are all kinds of talented people. If you touch more, you will always find something interesting.    

    

There were still 10 minutes before the appointed time with Yang Jieyu. Yang Chen didn't want to waste any more time on this small incident, so he quickly walked towards the blue coffee shop in his dreams.    

    

There were still about two minutes before Yang Chen entered the coffee shop on time. He asked the waiter and sure enough, Yang Jieyu had already booked a place.    

    

Yang Chen walked to the southernmost window of the opulent coffee shop. Yang Jieyu, dressed in a dark red suit and a white sweater, looked fashionable. She already sat there and drank the coffee with a dignified posture.