Back in her office, Jiang Yimei immediately locked the door, not wanting to see that scoundrel Lin Congzhi.

Sitting in the chair, she was fuming and restless.

She recalled the ambiguous scene Lin Congzhi had shown her in the elevator, and the question he had asked her.

To be honest, if it weren't for the seven years that had passed, she would have rushed into Lin Congzhi's arms without any hesitation.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

Growing angrier by the thought, she pulled her hair down from behind her ear and angrily cursed, "What a bastard!"

After taking a while to calm herself down, she began to take out the documents she hadn't finished reviewing the night before and began to carefully examine them.

The office was silent and deserted; yet for some reason, the room felt like a powder keg, constantly expanding and poised to explode at any moment.

Lin Congzhi, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was a little scared, so he left and returned to his seat.

Fortunately, he only touched his hair, and Jiang Yimei's anger should dissipate quickly.

As employees arrived one after another, the number of documents submitted to him also increased.

Looking at the thick stack of documents, Lin Congzhi felt genuinely sorry for Jiang Yimei.

The girl hadn't even finished approving all the documents from last night, and now there are so many more. I wonder if she'll just have to wait and see how many more pile up.

To be honest, he wanted to help Jiang Yimei, but he wanted her to be humble and not be arrogant.

About an hour later, he dared to call Jiang Yimei.

The landline rang, and Jiang Yimei, who was at work, didn't know whether to answer or not.

She felt that the call wasn't meant to tease her, but to tell her something serious.

Remembering that she hadn't received the documents for today, she hesitated for a moment and answered the phone.

As expected, Lin Congzhi came to deliver documents.

"President Jiang, all the documents for today have arrived. Would you like to take them?"

Jiang Yimei remained expressionless, like a machine, devoid of any color: "Take it to the door, I'll come out and get it myself."

"President Jiang..."

Lin Congzhi wanted to say one more word, but he couldn't get his wish.

Jiang Yimei hung up the phone with surprising speed, catching him completely off guard.

After a wry smile, he had no choice but to organize the documents and deliver them to Jiang Yimei's office door.

"Tap tap!"

The door opened as soon as I knocked.

Jiang Yimei, with a cold expression, reached out and took the document from his hand.

Staring at her face, for some reason, Lin Congzhi tightened his grip on the documents.

Seeing Lin Congzhi gripping the document tightly, Jiang Yimei's usually icy face immediately hardened with anger: "Lin Congzhi, what do you want to do?"

Lin Congzhi apologized sincerely again, trying to gain forgiveness: "President Jiang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to this morning, please forgive me?"

"You wish! I will never forgive you in this lifetime!"

After speaking harshly, Jiang Yimei forcefully snatched the document from Lin Congzhi's hand and slammed the door shut.

The sound of the door slamming shut was deafening, startling Lin Congzhi: "This..."

After a long while, he finally smiled brightly.

The more Jiang Yimei hates him, the more she cares about him. If he can't get Jiang Yimei's love, it's good that Jiang Yimei will hold a grudge for a lifetime.

After his initial disappointment, he returned to his seat and went about his other business.

He owns far more than just one company.

A business prodigy like him can't succeed without owning several companies.

In addition, he pays close attention to emerging industries, and he will definitely invest in those that are suitable for investment.