The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 24: You Are the Wisest (2)

"You go first and I'll come soon." Olive said putting a good face onSomeone wanted her to make a fool of her, but she couldn't makeherself embarrassed. She needed to be calm, calm and calm again.Making herself calm down, Olive drank all the coffee remained lastnight. The cold feeling ran down her throat. She clenched her handsand then loosened them, picked up the minute book and went to theconference room.

Except for all members of the marketing department, the meeting roomwas full of employees who were respectively in charge of thepurchasing, production, public relations, finance and even personneldepartments

Olive glanced at Alan at the head of the table who looked calm andmade others stressed even if he said nothing. The conference room wasso quiet that she even could hear the sound when a pin fell to theground.

Everyone was sitting in earnest. Those women looked at Alan directly orsecretly from time to time. The scene was extremely funny.

On his right hand, sitting was Alan's close assistant.

In Sabrina’s words, this assistant was handsome and gentle, and lookedmuch more friendly than Alan who always showed an indifferent face.Olive didn't clearly point out that Sabrina had fell in love with thisassistant.

Alan frowned when he saw her coming in without nothing in her hands,"Assistant Steele, how about the materials I have asked you to preparefor the meeting?"

Olive lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I haven't got themready yet."

Immediately, the conference room became noisy. Some were takingpleasure in her misfortune, others were showing sympathy for her.Some looked despised, others looked indifferent.

However, Alan still looked calm without any emotional change. Butsuddenly his eyes glanced at the people at present and immediately theroom was quiet.

"Since Assistant Steele is not ready, today's meeting has beenrescheduled.”

He was so easy-going and his voice had a kind of unspeakable sense ofnegotiability. Other people couldn't help being surprised, even Olivewas stunned for a long time. She had prepared to withstand a storm,but why did he just let her go like this? Or was it just the eve of thestorm?

Olive saw that among the people at present, there was someone whognashed the teeth.

When Alan was about to get up, Olive regained her consciousness. Shecould not let others laugh at her. So she stood upright, said loudly witha smile, "If Mr. Hoyle doesn't mind, I can dictate it to you.”

She did not have many excellent abilities, but there was one that shehad from childhood, her extraordinary memory.

Alan's complicated eyes lingered on her face for several seconds andfinally he nodded.

Getting his consent, Olive went to the whiteboard, picked up the bighead neutral pen, quickly drew a ten-year vine map on it, and markedthe data. She explained slowly and clearly and analyzed the company'sstrengths and weaknesses from the whole market. She cited the data indetail, as if that material ruined by someone was invisibly presented infront of her.

Her eyes were bright and sharp and her every action showed herconfidence and grace.

There was a silence in the conference room, which also mingled withsomeone's incredible and hateful eyes.

Reclining on the chair with one hand idly turning the pen in his handand the other one resting on the arm of the chair to support his chin,Alan slightly raised his head and thoughtfully looked at the capable andconfident woman.

Why did she always make him feel familiar?

Closing his eyes to feel, except for her voice and her auric field, hecould replace out that, when she was close to him, the delicate fragrancecoming out from her body was also the same with the girl in hismemory.

However, he always felt that there was something more or less. Andthere was nothing special about her reaction to him.

It confused him.

Sometimes, he even had an impulse to ask directly if she was the girl inthe lotus pond five years ago.

But he was afraid of getting the negative answer.

It had been five year. He had looked for her for five years. There was noany news. During the five years, there had been many women whopretended to be her. So he looked for her more cautiously. Even if shemade him feel special, he also dare not reveal too much information.Would it be you? Olive Steele.

Olive's oral presentation won praise and applause from the bottom.Sabrina gave her a thumbs-up.

Susie snorted disdainfully, whose eyes clearly showed that Olive wasjust opportunistic.

Olive did not take it seriously and she understood if someone hated aperson, he or she couldn't like the person even if the person had donebest.

Looking around the whole conference room, there was only a vacancybeside Alan. She felt a little uneasy in the face of the man's gaze andsilence after others applauded.

"Mr. Alan, I have finished my statement.” Olive reminded him that shecould not stand there foolishly all the time.

Alan Hole retracted his thoughts, just nodded faintly and motioned herto sit down without criticism or praise. Then he glanced at others,"What other suggestions do you have? I want to listen to you.”

All the heads of departments want to make a good impression in frontof the new boss so they spoke one after another.

Olive felt that her underwear had been wetted by cold sweat, as if shehad been just fished out of the water. Just now, she was soconcentrated that her mind now was completely blank.

As soon as the meeting was over, Alan called her into the office andsaid in a cool voice, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Olive was conjecturing what was in his mind: Wasn't this to settleaccounts with me? The reason why he didn't blame her in theconference room just now, was just to wait for this chance to strictlycriticize her. So that he could not only give her face but also set up aprestige in front of her.

The boss's mind was the hardest to guess.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hoyle. I didn't finish the work within the time you set.”She looked down and did not intend to tell the truth and tell him hergrievances in front of him.

The boss was always concerned about the result and never cared theprocess. If she didn't tell the truth appropriately, not only she wouldn'tclarify herself, but she would make him disdain her.

Olive didn't want to take this risk yet.