"You are my wife, my things are yours, and what I use is yours only. Of course you can take the special elevator." He pinched An Chuxia's nose in an affectionate manner, in this super ambiguous scene. When it happened, the elevator suddenly stopped at a certain level of employee office.

Several employees waiting for the elevator were dumbfounded after seeing this scene.

An Chuxia hurriedly turned her head and glanced at the elevator. Seeing that the elevator door was about to close automatically, she hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the open button again. The other side also smiled friendly and said: "You guys come in quickly! It's very empty inside."

Those people were in a panic, but quickly calmed down. They took a step back and looked at her with horror.

An Chuxia didn't understand. Why not come in? She touched her face, could it be that there was something terrible on her face? There should be no...

"Closed." Han Qilu was much calmer than An Chuxia. Secretly smiled that An Chuxia is an idiot. He is a big boss standing in the elevator. Which employee who is not afraid of death dares to break in?

The elevator doors closed automatically again. This time, An Chuxia didn't press the door open button again, thinking that they might all have to go up. But why did they ignore her? She was so embarrassed to stand inside.

The elevator stopped several times. The employees standing outside looked inside in horror. No one dared to move forward. Some even screamed and passed out.

"How could you die?" An Chuxia glanced at Han Qilu: "Do you often abuse your employees? They seem to be afraid of you."

"..." Han Qilu did not speak. At this time the elevator door opened and the first floor arrived.

"Peng—" Someone held a stack of folders in his hand. After seeing An Chuxia and Han Qilu stepping out of the "ordinary employee elevator" side by side, the folders they were holding fell to the ground. A series of noisy sounds.

"President..." The lady at the front desk called out in surprise, her eyes falling on An Chuxia.

Thinking that she was so miserably trained by this front desk lady just now, An Chuxia smiled in her heart. Instead, he smiled and hugged Han Qilu's shoulders: "No need to send me away, I can go back by myself."

Han Qilu was taken aback, and noticed that she was looking at the lady at the front desk. Looking at the horror of the lady at the front desk, he probably guessed that An Chuxia had some conflict with the lady at the front desk before arriving at his president's office. Reaching out his arms over An Chuxia's slender shoulders, his smile dyed his cheeks: "Be careful, I will let the company people take you home."

"Okay." An Chuxia nodded obediently: "Go back to work obediently."

A certain man leaned over and put a soft kiss on her lips, and asked in a soft voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you need me to fire her?"

An Chuxia knew that Han Qilu was referring to the lady at the front desk who looked like she had seen Sadako. While admiring Han Qilu's IQ, she shook her head again: "No need."

Lifting his foot, some distance from Han Qilu: "I'm leaving."

After watching An Chuxia walk out of the hall, Han Qilu's expression returned to his indifference, which made people feel like Han Qilu without realizing it.

Walking straight to the lady at the front desk who was sweating coldly, he glanced at her lightly: "Call her Mrs. President from now on."