When Lin Zhilu got home, she heated up a packet of Chinese medicine and drank it. It was so bitter that she grimaced, but there was nothing she could do about it; this stuff could help her strengthen her body.

After finishing the drink, I immediately popped a candy into my mouth, and my mouth gradually felt sweet.

She didn't want to do a live stream today, so she simply cleaned the house.

She doesn't need much space to live alone; a one-bedroom apartment is enough for her. However, there's hardly any sunlight here after 10 a.m., and it's cold in winter and hot in summer.

She currently has a million in savings; even if she can't buy a house, she can still rent a decent one.

Looking at her clean and tidy home, she felt much better, and then went out carrying three full garbage bags.

As she passed the third floor, Sun Qiao's door was tightly closed. She had been slapped three times and really wanted to call the police, but she didn't dare. What if they contacted her husband? Wouldn't all her years of hiding be in vain?

She knew very well that after her affair with Li Kangning was exposed, Li Kangning could continue to live his glamorous life, but she could not.

So she could only endure the three slaps, but she would definitely complain to Li Kangning the next time she saw him.

As she applied ice to her face, she cursed Lin Zhiluo in her mind with vicious words.

Poor Lin Zhiluo, the other party didn't even know her name and yet already harbored resentment towards her.

Lin Zhiluo's fans were all waiting for her to go live, but when they saw that she didn't go live in the morning or afternoon, they all sent her private messages asking why she wasn't going live.

Lin Zhiluo doesn't have the habit of watching short videos; she doesn't watch those apps except for live streams.

She was curled up on the sofa watching TV. Her favorite type of drama was palace intrigue. In the few days since her rebirth, besides eating, sleeping, and live-streaming fortune telling, she had spent most of her time watching TV.

She was introverted and didn't have many friends at school. She was also busy working, so she had even fewer classmates to keep in touch with.

Even though there was a class group chat on her phone, she never posted anything. She would drag her blanket onto the sofa so she could sleep there whenever she got sleepy.

As the New Year approaches, all the big companies are working themselves to the bone in order to have a peaceful holiday.

Qi Zhiyang checked his phone eight hundred times during a meeting today; everyone thought something was wrong.

Qi Zhiyang is the unattainable beauty of their company. He has a face that could dominate the entertainment industry, but he rarely smiles. His aura is too powerful, and even a casual glance from him can make people tremble with fear.

It's not that he's unpopular; many heiresses in his circle are infatuated with him, some even coming to his company to confess their feelings, but he rejects them all harshly.

Now, everyone assumes that Qi Zhiyang's unusual behavior is because he has something important to do, rather than because he has someone he likes.

Their boss has a face that looks like he's devoid of emotion and love.

Cen Qi noticed his boss's actions, but he didn't dare to say anything. If his boss allowed it, he could secretly investigate what Master Lin was doing, but his boss had said that he was not allowed to investigate her casually, much less monitor her.

He couldn't quite understand what his boss meant, and could only watch as his boss became anxious.

Qi Zhiyang knew Lin Zhiluo's abilities and thought there shouldn't be any problems, but he couldn't help but be a little worried.

His hand tapped slowly on the table without making a sound, but the way he was thinking still made the supervisor, who was giving a presentation, tremble. This was the most satisfactory solution they had come up with this week.

If things really don't work out, he might jump off a building tonight.

After he finished his report, he looked at Qi Zhiyang expectantly: Boss, please say something.

"It's alright. Optimize the plan carefully and send it to my office tomorrow."

The supervisor breathed a sigh of relief and sat down happily.

He was lucky, but others might not have been. When Qi Zhiyang heard about another department's proposal, he snorted coldly and only said two words: "Rework it." He didn't say anything else, which showed that he had no interest in the proposal from beginning to end. If the proposal was acceptable, given Qi Zhiyang's personality, he would have pointed out what was wrong with it.

After the meeting, many people followed Cen Qi, asking if their boss had something on his mind.

Cen Qi smiled and brushed it off, and they didn't get any information from him.

Some people spat as they watched Cen Qi's retreating figure: "Pah, he's not just a dog by the boss's side, he thinks he's something special."

But he didn't expect Cen Qi to suddenly turn around and hear all the cursing he had just said.

“I’ve remembered what Minister Li said.” Cen Qi flashed a perfect eight-tooth smile.

Minister Li's face was stiff. He only muttered a curse under his breath, wondering why Cen Qi could still hear him.

Those around looked at Minister Li with sympathy. You can curse someone all you want, but the person involved heard it. Who is Cen Qi? He's the boss's confidant. Even if you can't please him, you can't afford to offend him.

Qi Zhiyang noticed that his assistant was late in returning, assuming that he had been stopped and questioned by some department again. This project was always mentioned at company meetings.

But this time his expression was not good, and Qi Zhiyang raised an eyebrow.

Cen Qi knew he wasn't a good person, and the only person he could rely on in this company was the boss.

He sadly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Boss, Minister Li said I'm just a dog by your side, and I've treated myself like a dish."

Qi Zhiyang didn't know what to say.

Cen Qi asked somewhat helplessly, "Boss, do you eat dog meat?"

Qi Zhiyang rolled his eyes, a rare occurrence for him. Was he a dish of dog meat on the table?

"Work hard, get promoted and get a raise." He knew Cen Qi wasn't sad.

"Forget about the promotion, boss, please give me a raise." Cen Qi perked up again at the mention of a raise.

“Minister Li isn’t very capable, but he has my second uncle as his backer. Over the years, he has embezzled a lot of money in the group. If you can get rid of him, I’ll give you a raise.”

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