C874 Sell the poor in front of the old president

When they heard the old CEO's voice, Xian Wen and Sala were both startled. He quickly stopped what he was about to say and looked at the old CEO who had just returned from his morning practice with a stiff smile on his face.

"Why did you come back so early today!" Madam Pi Wen didn't know how much the old CEO had heard, so she could only change the topic.

"Early? "Why aren't you looking at the time? What's wrong with Sala? He's not going to work, why is he back?" The old president was clearly unhappy when he asked about Sala.

He had finally managed to arrange for Salad to be sent to the palace with great difficulty. If she was so carefree, even if the palace saint dismissed her, he wouldn't go and say a word about it.

"Shara wasn't injured. The company allowed her to rest before she came back." Siwen pointed to Salad's swollen ankle. As for the last sentence, she didn't know if the company would allow Salad to rest, but she would deal with the old CEO first.

The old president looked in the direction that Xian Wen was pointing and saw that he was indeed injured. Only then did his dissatisfaction disappear. "Have you seen a doctor?"

"I've already seen it. The doctor said it's nothing important, just pay attention and it'll be fine. Thank you for your relationship, Uncle Gong." Sala answered obediently.

"Oh, that's good. Pay more attention in the next few days." The old president said. Then, he turned his head to look at Xian Wen and continued with his previous question. "You still haven't told me what disappearing is!" He did not intend to give up on this question. After all, he had truly heard what she had said just now.

Sala looked nervously at Siwen, hoping that her answer wouldn't leak anything.

Siwen was also very nervous. She quickly searched for an answer that she could evade. She thought of a good answer, "What else could it be? It's not like Sala said he would be bored at home these days and wanted to go out for a walk, so I wanted to tell her that we would go together when the wound on her ankle disappeared. You came in before you even finished talking, that's all. "

The old president looked at Xiwen with disbelief. When he saw that she didn't avoid her gaze, he thought that she was speaking the truth. He also nodded in agreement. "Mn, I'll go out after my injuries have recovered." With that, the old president got up from the sofa with a cane and left.

After the old president left, both Sara and Xiwen simultaneously let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had been able to avoid this calamity. If the old CEO found out about their plan, they wouldn't have let them do it, let alone whether it could be implemented or not.

The two of them looked at each other, and the previous conversation stopped.

The plan had already been decided, all she needed to do was start what she needed to do, and she would be prepared for the upcoming battle. Once the plan was completed, she would be able to bring An Xin away without anyone noticing, never to return to the palace.

Taking advantage of this injury, Sala rested at home for a few days. She should be able to go to work at the company, but the surface layer of the salad that Mrs. Pine used was only made, and the interior layer was still incomplete. She should rest at home for a few more days, so by the time the salad was ready, it was already the weekend.

Shara, who had been resting at home for a few days, felt bored. The days here had already gone according to Madam Pine's plan, and she had already informed her parents to help her.