Purchased A Mr. Right

Tina and her female colleague came here for official business.

The Chin Group had a wide range of business and was well-known in Ice city. As it developed, it was also involved in many public benefit activities. Tina came here at this time to broadcast a program for public good.

After showing their employee's card and reporter's certificate at the front desk on the first floor, they were brought to the elevator.

The building inside was as imposing as the outside. Even the decoration was majestic. The elevator was spacious, and the red number on the LCD screen was changing at a constant speed.

This was Tina's first visit to the Chin's Group.

Thinking of that Wilson was working here, she couldn't help holding her breath.

The female colleague was obviously very excited. As soon as the door of the elevator closed, she said excitedly, "Tina, we are so lucky! Many people fought for the chance to come to the Chin's Group, but we got this opportunity!"

Tina smiled but did not reply.

For her, this was just a job. She would only do what her leader told her to do.

The female colleague continued, "Tina, will us be more lucky to have a chance encounter with President Chin?"

Tina shrugged.

Seeing her calm reaction, the female colleague could not help but say, "Tina, why are you not excited? When we gossiped about President Chin, you seemed not to be very interested in it. Don't you want to have an indescribable relationship with President Chin?"

Tina was silent.

It seemed to have already happened...

The elevator door opened slowly after reaching the top floor.

The public relations department of Chin's Group was responsible for receiving them, so they were directly led there when they came out.

There was no chance encounter that the female colleague expected, but they did see Wilson. When the door of the president's office opened and closed, they could see the figure of the man inside through the gap.

The sleeves of the new white shirt were rolled up to the elbow, revealing the sturdy and strong arm muscles.

There were rimless glasses on his face, and the eyes behind the glasses were deep. He was reading over the documents at a desk, exuding an innate sharpness and unfathomableness of a high-ranking person.

Just a glance was enough to attract people.

When Tina and her female colleague passed by, Irene, the secretary of the president's office, was reprimanding a staff unhappily. "Why did it take you so long to buy the medicine I asked you to buy for President Chin?"

"I've bought it!" The other side said repeatedly.

After taking it and checking it out, Irene quickly went to the tea room to pour some water.

After Irene walked away, the female colleague leaned close to Tina's ear and said, "I didn't expect President Chin to get sick. In my heart, I have always regarded him as an otherworldly Prince Charming. I almost forgot that he also eats the grains, and will get old, sick and die!"

Tina was amused.

She couldn't help thinking of the scene of Wilson lying in bed when he was ill last time...

She bit her lips gently. "Is he sick again?"

The public welfare program was a special report and the focus of the TV station. And it was a win-win situation for the parties that cooperated with each other.

There were too many relevant information. By the time they finished the interview, the sun had already set and it was time to get off work.

Tina and her female colleague were about to leave after they packed up the machine.

After work, more than half of the staff on the top floor had left. Only many secretaries in the president's office were busy. It seemed that they were all ready for a long-term battle.

Working in such a large group was a symbol of ability and identity. The workload was naturally more than that of ordinary people, but at the same time, the salary would be several times higher. While they were waiting for the elevator, the President's office door opened.

The secretary came out of the room with a cup of coffee and a meal in her hand.

However, the food seemed to have not been eaten at all and seemed to have been set aside for a long time.

Other staff came forward and asked, "Irene, didn't President Chin eat?"

Irene frowned and shook her head. "No. He probably has no appetite due to illness. He only drank coffee!"

"How can he not eat? He has to work overtime tonight. Can his body take it..."

The elevator arrived at this time.

Tina did not continue to listen to the conversation. She stepped into the elevator, but her mind was wandering.

She remembered their previous agreement.

Tina didn't want to get involved in other things. Although she agreed at that time, today was not the weekend, and she actually had no obligation. However, when she hesitated, she couldn't help but recall that two days ago when she was hit in the waist, he applied the medicine for her.

"I'll just consider it as a return of a favor!"

Tina came out of the elevator and took out her mobile phone to call the hospital.

The evening lights were lit.

Wilson personally drove the black Mercedes home. The night of the city were lit up by neon lights. There were numerous large buildings in the distance, like crystal boxes.

The Mercedes-Benz logo flashed out of the neon light, and there were shadows and fatigue on his face.

When he waited for the green traffic light, he took out a cigarette and lit it up.

The smell of tobacco spread.

When he stayed in Chin's Mansion that night, he caught a cold and didn't feel well. He only took two puffs before his throat became uncomfortable and he coughed. Wilson had to put out the cigarette.

The green light lit up again, and he merged with the traffic on his way home. For some reason, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness in his heart.

The Mercedes entered No. 1 Luxurious Residence.

The buildings nearby were all developed by Chin's Group. The security guards saw him and greeted him.

When he stopped and got off the car, Wilson took the medicine bottle off the workbench.

In the daytime, when Irene saw that he was ill, she asked someone to buy him medicine. Then he asked them to buy the medicine he had taken last time. Irene dared not neglect and the medicine they bought was the same as what Tina gave him before.

The corners of Wilson's mouth lifted and he snorted.

"D*mn it, she's not a doctor!"

Wilson entered password and opened the door. There were lights inside the room. When he saw that, his face suddenly darkened.

He thought of Mona, who often came to the company in the name of having a meal together but was blocked. At this time, the first thought in his mind was that Mona was so bold that she came to his house! The most annoying thing for Wilson was that others stepped into his private territory.

There seemed to be a faint smell of food in the air.

Wilson looked over with narrowed eyes. Due to the ground glass door, he could vaguely see the back of a woman in the kitchen.

He couldn't see clearly. He could only recognize that her figure was very thin and slender.

His face was sullen, and there was obvious anger in his voice. "Who allowed you to come! The figure inside froze.

Then, the figure walked out of the kitchen with hesitation.

When he saw Tina's palm-sized face clearly in sight, Wilson was stunned for a moment.

It was not Mona?

Wilson pushed his glasses slightly with his middle finger, and he couldn't hide his surprise. "It's you? Why are you here?"

When he saw the woman in the kitchen, he didn't think it would be Tina because she never appeared except on the weekend night. This was the first time.