Chapter 2 — Pregnant with the President's child

Putting on his most expensive vest - a shirt bought on Taobao for 138 yuan with free shipping. It was extremely rough to the touch, but when worn, he looked like an office elite. Inside, he wore a white shirt, with black pants underneath. You can't wear a skirt, if the security guards chase you, you won't be able to run in time. I took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in. The hall's ceiling is 20 meters high, and the floor is so shiny that it clearly shows my dark eye circles. There were two girls sitting at the reception desk, with exquisite makeup as if they were on a magazine cover, and their skillfully tailored uniforms were more expensive than the total value of my assets combined. I go.

"Hello, I'm looking for Bui Dien."

The receptionist raised her head, her industrial smile unchanged.

"Hello, have you made an appointment yet?"

“Not yet.”

"So may I ask, which company are you from? Is there any commercial cooperation work that needs to be discussed?"

I pondered.

“It's not commercial cooperation, it's private business.”

The curve of the receptionist's smile remains the same, but her eyes have changed, turning into a look like "another internet hotgirl coming to suck up the fame".

"It's so embarrassing, ma'am, boss Bui does not accept guests without an appointment. If you have private business, you can send the information via official email and we will forward it."

Official email. What's the difference between sending and not sending this email? I stood still. Comments flew by again. 【See, I told you I couldn't meet you. The scenario of the female passerby here is over, prepare to step back and give way to the stage.】 【Normal, normal, people on the same level as the male sidekick, I don't know how many women bump into each other every day, the receptionist looks so used to it.】 I gritted my teeth.

“That, I really have something very important to do.” I lowered my voice, "It's about Mr. Bui Dien's... personal health issue."

The receptionist's smile finally showed a crack.

“Sister, if you don't have an appointment, I really have no way—”

“I'm pregnant.”

I said. The voice is neither loud nor soft, just enough for the receptionist to hear clearly. The two receptionists were simultaneously stunned. Quiet takes about three seconds. Then the corner of one girl's mouth twitched and she picked up the intercom. The other receptionist's eyes looking at me changed from "hot girl sucking fame" to "another mother who came to harass me". Comments are crazy. 【Hahahaha this woman blatantly said she was pregnant!!】 【Receptionist's heart: What number is this this year?】 【I'm dying of laughter, receptionists of large corporations like this probably have to welcome a few cases every month who claim to be pregnant with the CEO's child.】 I stood there, feeling the scrutiny from all directions. The office workers walked in and out of the lobby, and some people began to secretly look at me. A feeling of humiliation rose from the soles of my feet. But it's okay, To Duong I'm thick-skinned. For 2400 yuan, this little scene is nothing. About five minutes later, a man stepped out of the elevator door. Black vest, gold-rimmed glasses, about 30 years old, cold expression as if someone owes him 8 million. He walked in front of me, sizing me up and down.

"Are you the lady who said... pregnant with boss Bui's child?"

“Yes.”

“Follow me.”

He turned and walked towards the elevator. I followed, commenting on the top of my head running like crazy. 【Wait, are you really letting her up?!】 【That person must be Bui Dien's assistant Tan Bac.】 【Probably wants to send it up for confirmation and then send him away, Bui Thi definitely has a process to handle these things.】 In the elevator, that man - Tan Bac - didn't say a word the whole way. Up to the 58th floor, the elevator door opened. The hallway is wider than my room. Tan Bac led me into a meeting room.

“Please sit down, boss Bui will be here shortly.”

He poured me a glass of water and left.