Nonsense! Long Aotian Can't Be a Sweet Bean Cub

As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...

Chapter 338 "Let's Settle the Accounts"

Wen Shuqiao looked at Cancan from inside the room. Cancan was still sleeping very soundly. The little one had changed from sleeping upright to sleeping sideways, with one leg on the pillow.

What kind of sleeping position is this?

Wen Shuqiao gently straightened him up again. Can Can groggily opened his half-closed eyes and saw that it was his aunt's hand. The soft arm naturally wrapped around her neck: "Auntie."

Wen Shuqiao glanced at him: "Hmm? Did I wake you up? You can sleep a little longer."

Can Can was still half asleep when he mumbled, "I want my aunt to sleep with me..."

He held onto Wen Shuqiao tightly, refusing to let go.

Wen Shuqiao turned her head and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was only 7:20. She could lie in bed a little longer until the nanny came back, then she could get ready to go out.

Both she and Shen Jiazhou had to go to work these past two days, so Aunt Zhang had to stay home and look after him.

She said softly, "Okay, Auntie will stay with you for a while, let go of me now."

Can Can hummed in agreement, lowered her arm, and kept her eyes closed, looking like she could fall asleep anytime, anywhere.

Wen Shuqiao lifted the covers and lay down. Cancan slowly moved over and into Wen Shuqiao's arms. Holding her, Cancan smelled the comforting scent of her aunt and fell fast asleep again.

Wen Shuqiao turned slightly to hug him, gently patting his arm with her hand. As she patted him, she fell asleep herself.

I didn't sleep well last night because I drank alcohol, and I woke up again this morning because of my biological clock. Now, I'm leaning against the bed with a soft, warm hand warmer against me, and my sleepiness has returned.

This is what Shen Jiazhou saw when he came in.

He wondered why Wen Shuqiao had come in without making a sound; it turned out she had fallen asleep with Can Can again.

Shen Jiazhou walked over quietly, and found the two children, one big and one small, both asleep on their sides.

He glanced at the two of them, bent down slightly to tuck the blankets around them, and then looked up at the sleeping Wen Shuqiao and Cancan.

With a smile playing on her lips, she quietly left the children's room.

After preparing the milk and cake food and water, and scooping the litter box, Shen Jiazhou left home with his laptop.

On the first day back to work, everyone was clearly still caught up in the festive atmosphere of the Lunar New Year, and each of them returned to their workstations with more resentment than ghosts.

But upon seeing the red envelopes at their workstations, they perked up again, and their resentment, which had been immense, transformed into motivation for work.

Miao Yi knocked on the office door, and only went in after hearing "Come in."

Shen Jiazhou had been sitting in his office chair since he arrived, without moving. He wore frameless glasses and shifted his gaze from the computer to Miao Yi as he entered: "Is everyone here?"

Miao Yi nodded: "Yes, everyone was very happy to see the red envelope you gave, President Shen."

Shen Jiazhou is undoubtedly generous. Other bosses might give a few hundred as a token, but Shen Jiazhou put 1288 in each red envelope. Who wouldn't be happy with that?

Miao Yi placed the documents in his arms on Shen Jiazhou's desk: "These are the current progress reports for the project, Mr. Shen, please take a look."

"OK."

"The project team is having a meeting this afternoon. Mr. Shen, are you coming?" Miao Yi is now the project general manager. Although she was initially hesitant to take action when dealing with problems, she had been Shen Jiazhou's secretary for several years. After a period of adjustment, she completely changed.

Shen Jiazhou trusted Miao Yi completely. He said, "I won't go. Just have your secretary send me the summary later."

Miao Yi nodded: "Okay."

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and turned back: "President Shen, there's one more thing. The Su family started withdrawing investment from some projects at the end of last year. I heard that the eldest son of the Su family, who has been overseas, is also coming back."

She learned this from a business partner who had a project with the Su family and mentioned it briefly when having dinner with Miao Yi.

However, everyone in the industry is well aware that the Su family is now on the decline.

Now that the young master, whom we haven't seen for so long, has returned, it's probably too late to turn things around. Besides, how many years has it been since this young master last came back?

It seems he only returned for that welcome banquet, and then hurriedly flew abroad again, so Shen Jiazhou didn't have a deep impression of him.

He hummed in agreement: "Okay."

He then asked, "What about the Qin family?"

He remembered very clearly how the Qin family had come to cause trouble for Wen Shuqiao before, and if he remembered correctly, Shuqiao used to like the one from the Qin family.

Shen Jiazhou felt a little uncomfortable and planned to go back and "settle accounts" with her later.

Miao Yi said, "I haven't heard anything big from the Qin family. I'll keep an eye on things later."

Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement, indicating that he understood.

After Miao Yi left, Lin Yan came in again to report on his work.

As Shen Jiazhou listened to Lin Yan's work summary, he couldn't help but wonder, it's already 10:30, has Wen Shuqiao arrived at the studio yet?

*

Wen Shuqiao arrived and even placed her resignation letter on the HR desk.

After submitting her resignation, Wen Shuqiao actually had nothing to do.

She's just an assistant, and there's not much she can hand over; she just needs to wait for the process to be completed.

She hadn't forgotten how her colleagues had shown concern for her after she got drunk the day before, and she had even gone downstairs to order coffee, intending to treat everyone to afternoon tea.

After doing all this, Wen Shuqiao's phone rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was Xie Jingbei calling.

I found a quiet corner in the coffee shop and answered the phone.

"Hello, Teacher Xie?"

Xie Jingbei asked on the other end of the phone, "HR told me that you submitted your resignation letter today."

"Yes," Wen Shuqiao said, "I mentioned it to you yesterday, have you forgotten?"

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