On Monday morning, Jiang Yimei came to work very early.

She had a feeling that today would be a busy day with lots of documents.

The man who was so considerate and eloquent yesterday has already arrived.

As always, he dressed himself up in a sunny and handsome manner, impeccably dressed, the kind of person who would make anyone fall in love at first sight.

At this moment, the man was flipping through a document with a slight smile on his face.

The morning sun shone on him, casting golden glints, making him look like a prince draped in divine armor, radiant and spirited.

Men who work diligently are always so charming.

Time seemed to have turned back seven years. That summer, that proud boy, full of youthful vigor, was also studying diligently in the classroom, in the library, and under the swaying trees on campus, immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge.

Even though she was only watching from afar, she felt very satisfied and genuinely happy.

If he had turned back that day, perhaps she would be a mother of several children by now?

"Pah, pah, pah! How could you have such a filthy thought?"

Jiang Yimei was furious, feeling that her previous thoughts were somewhat unrealistic and filthy.

Seeing her spitting and stomping her feet in frustration, Lin Congzhi, who was diligently reviewing documents, frowned slightly, then put down the documents and asked curiously, "President Jiang, what's going on...?"

Jiang Yimei argued illogically: "Can't I stretch my muscles here?"

Lin Congzhi's lips twitched involuntarily: "Why spit when you're stretching your muscles?"

Jiang Yimei: "This is a fitness exercise I created myself!"

"Uh... okay!"

Lin Congzhi broke out in a cold sweat, sensing that Jiang Yimei was acting strangely today.

After getting through the formality, Jiang Yimei straightened her clothes, strode over, and asked in a superior manner, "Have all the documents arrived today?"

Lin Congzhi took it lightly and replied calmly, "We've reached a part of it; there's probably still a lot to come."

Jiang Yimei's brow furrowed suddenly: "This is equivalent to a day's worth, is there more to come?"

The files piled on Lin Congzhi's desk were as high as usual, but little did anyone know, there were even more at the back. How unexpected!

Lin Congzhi leaned back, lazily resting his hand on the back of his head: "There's no way around it. Yesterday's press conference was a great success. New and old customers and the media all recognized the new product. With their promotion, toy merchants have expressed their intention to buy it. So, in just over ten hours, we accumulated a lot of orders, and various contracts have come in one after another."

Jiang Yimei couldn't help but groan, "Oh my god, I should have known better than to go yesterday."

This mentality made Lin Congzhi somewhat dissatisfied: "President Jiang, you are now the head of a company. You can't just think about yourself. You also have to think about the wallets of all the employees and the survival of the company. I hope you won't say these things again in the future."

Jiang Yimei's face darkened, her morale plummeted, and she couldn't help but complain: "They're so eloquent when criticizing people, but they fall silent when it comes to other things."

Lin Congzhi leaned forward, his questioning eyes meeting Jiang Yimei's resentful gaze: "I'm very curious, what aspect of this do I not understand?"

Jiang Yimei opened her mouth and began to speak fluently: "Do you understand women's thoughts? Do you understand women's preferences? Do you understand the way women express themselves?"

Lin Congzhi was sweating profusely and looked embarrassed: "This... I really don't know."