My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1096 - 785: Bo Zhi 36_2

Bo Zhi walked into the hall and clapped his hands.

Everyone moved from sneaky glances to openly staring, and when they looked, they thought the two looked like a perfect couple.

Their chemistry was evident everywhere.

As everyone’s attention shifted over, Bo Zhi simply introduced, "Let me introduce everyone, this is my wife, her name is Mou Wen."

Pfft...

Many were shocked, those drinking water spat it out, everyone was just speculating up until now, constantly guessing, and now, Bo Zhi dropped a bomb right in the water.

It left everyone’s minds blank.

Some researchers just couldn’t hold back and stammeringly asked, "Director, is this your wife?"

"Yeah, do you have any questions?"

The researcher shook his head, certainly, there were no questions, just disbelief, they hadn’t heard of any dating, and suddenly they were married.

The steps jumped too fast.

"Hello, Director’s wife."

"Hello, Director’s wife."

Mou Wen always thought researchers should be aloof, strict, and serious.

But she didn’t expect the staff at Bo Zhi’s institute to be so lively and theatrical.

She smiled warmly, greeting everyone, and from somewhere came a voice, "Director, how about treating us to a meal next? Shall we plan it?

Our projects are nearing the end, we can find some time to give a welcome dinner to our sister-in-law."

Everyone agreed.

Bo Zhi asked for Mou Wen’s opinion, and naturally, she had no objections.

There weren’t many people at the institute, just over thirty.

A single large private room could manage it.

Mou Wen smiled, "Of course, it’s only right to treat everyone to a meal, you decide the time, and we’ll decide the place."

"Oh yeah."

Everyone was satisfied.

Determined to take full advantage of the meal with Bo Zhi.

Bo Zhi laughed, "Once you’ve figured out the time, just email me, and I’ll send the place to the group chat later, then everyone can see it."

"Thank you, Director."

Bo Zhi took Mou Wen into his office.

After settling Mou Wen in, he was about to head to the research lab, and Mou Wen looked at him with a smile, "You go ahead, don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself, I know how to order food delivery."

Bo Zhi laughed, "No, I just feel like I want to hang out with you a bit longer, doing anything."

Mou Wen was taken aback, her face turning much redder, "You should get to work, Mr. Bo."

"Alright then, if you need anything, just find the front desk."

"I know."

Bo Zhi came over and kissed her on the cheek before leaving it at that.

Watching him leave, Mou Wen felt a bit unreal, thinking that after marriage, there might be more friction between them, but surprisingly, Bo Zhi managed to remove it all.

He said there’s no time to be angry, that it was a waste of time.

Come to think of it, it is true.

She fiddled with her laptop, suddenly bursting into laughter.

Bo Zhi’s charm was undeniable, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so infatuated for so many years. She opened her laptop, intending to write something, but suddenly felt it fade away.

She typed a few words and deleted them all.

Then she made some detailed designs in a notebook, preparing to write a unique piece.

With that in mind, she opened the door and stepped out.

Their curiosity about her hadn’t faded, and seeing her come out, everyone gathered around, "Sister-in-law, do you need anything?"

Mou Wen smiled, explaining her purpose.

Everyone realized, Mou Wen was a writer for a WeChat public account, wanting to write an article about researchers, with a fresh perspective, hoping to break the stereotype perceptions of researchers.

To explore from various angles, helping everyone better understand this group.

Along the way, to analyze their values, life, and worldview horizontally and vertically, seeing how they view the world and their profession.

Everyone was happy to cooperate, as this didn’t involve revealing any research details, just sharing some personal life and views, and they trusted the boss’s wife.

Mou Wen’s questions didn’t make everyone feel annoyed or impatient, she could control the pace and boundaries well, if there was a slight change in expression, she’d immediately stop the questioning.

This sensitivity moved many people.

Everyone felt Mou Wen was genuinely invested in this matter, so they shared a bit more.

And after going around, the impression of Mou Wen improved greatly, Bo Zhi, worried about her at noon, came out planning to order her some food, but didn’t expect to find her chatting happily with his staff, holding a notebook.