Upon seeing the message from Yan Zhi, Leng Linli's expression instantly hardened, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes as he glared at her with murderous intent.
[Yan Zhi, I advise you to know when to stop. Provoking me won't do you any good.]
Should we quit while we're ahead?
Yan Zhi smiled.
What did she see that was good?
How should we collect it?
Yan Zhi replied quickly: [President Leng, is speaking politely affecting your life?]
At that moment, Leng Linli's face turned incredibly grim: [Yan Zhi, do you want me to kill you right here and now? How? I think you know!]
Yan Zhi instantly understood the meaning behind the knife.
on the spot?
Among the dozens of people present, did Leng Linli really want to do a live broadcast?
Yan Zhi did not believe that Leng Linli, a man of noble character, refined manners, and self-discipline, would do such a thing!
Yan Zhi guessed that what Leng Linli did with her in the office yesterday must have been the craziest thing Leng Linli had ever done in his life.
After a month of getting to know each other since getting married, Yan Zhi discovered that Leng Linli's life was actually so regular that it was boring. He didn't smoke, drink, stay up late, or play around with women. He was more self-disciplined than a high-ranking monk. He never even crossed the line with his childhood sweetheart.
Aside from work, Leng Linli's only pastime was probably verbally abusing her. If one had to add a personal hobby to Leng Linli's boring life, it would be punishing Yan Zhi and indulging her personal desires during his few off-work hours.
The rare times he wasn't boring were probably when he was particularly wild in bed, with no taboos.
Yan Zhi even knew that Leng Linli's demands on her clothing were not necessarily out of concern for her, but rather out of selfish and dark possessiveness.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly: "President Leng, you're very confident in your knife skills, aren't you? Why don't you switch careers and become a chef?"
Leng Linli: [Yan Zhi!]
Yan Zhi replied casually: 【Hmm... I'm here, Mr. Leng.】
Leng Linli: [You'd better listen to what I just said!]
Yan Zhi automatically filtered out the cold, sharp words: 【May I ask, Mr. Leng, which sentence were you referring to?】
Leng Linli's knuckles turned white as he gripped the phone tightly; he almost smashed it on the spot.
Is that woman not listening to him?!
There's a burning anger inside me with nowhere to vent it.
Leng Linli's thin lips pressed into a straight line as he looked up from his phone and glanced at Li Minglang, who was giving a report.
It's been so long and the report is still not finished?
Li Minglang's long-winded speech was so noisy that it annoyed Leng Linli!
The next second, Leng Linli's brows furrowed, his gloomy eyes seemed to be ready to kill, and his voice was icy: "Get rid of all the lengthy reports and get to the point."
The atmosphere in the venue was extremely tense, as if covered by a layer of ice, chilly and unsettling. No one dared to speak. Sure enough, President Leng was in a bad mood today... no, a very bad mood!
The meeting has only been going on for a short time, and two colleagues have already been publicly executed without any mercy. The innocent one is Secretary Su Rao. She just wore a beautiful black stocking to work, and she was completely crushed by President Leng in the meeting. When did beauty become a sin?
It has to be said, Mr. Leng is very good at taking his anger out on people!
Li Minglang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "President Leng, regarding the work plan for the next quarter... do you have anything to add?"
His cold, sharp eyes shot towards Li Minglang, and his words were full of pressure: "I'll give you a plan? Why don't you just take my seat?"
"No, no... Mr. Leng, our team will definitely improve the proposal as soon as possible." Li Minglang was terrified.
After finally getting through the meeting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stretched their bodies, which had been sitting stiffly for two hours.
It's not that they don't want to move, but... they dare not move, they dare not move, they simply dare not move!
I'm terrified that even the slightest movement will attract the attention of the ruthless tyrant! Then I'll be the next one to be publicly executed...
It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy at all!
Everyone rushed out of the meeting room, afraid that staying even a second longer would lead to some unforeseen disaster.
Yan Zhi followed the crowd's lead. She didn't want to stay and be alone with Leng Linli, nor did she want to save Leng Linli's increasingly distorted values, so it was best to leave first.
Leng Linli wanted to call Yan Zhi back to discuss her clothing issue, but just as he was about to call her back, he saw Yan Zhi walk out of the conference room as if avoiding a fierce ghost or snake.
His cold, sharp eyes darkened as he watched the retreating figure flee, a strange sense of unease rising within him.
He runs so fast, does that make her hate him?
His brows furrowed, but he caught a glimpse of a light green notebook about a meter in front of him.
A cold, sharp, and profound gaze fell on the notebook, which Yan Zhi had probably left behind when she was collecting the planning documents for the next quarter from the heads of various departments before the meeting ended.
His brows gradually relaxed, and Leng Linli stood up nimbly, picked up the notebook from the ground, and revealed a confident and determined smile on his lips.
Where can she possibly escape to?
Her long, slender legs seemed to fly as she chased after him.
Outside the conference room, Yan Zhi had only taken a few steps when she was stopped in her tracks.
Li Minglang's face showed a hint of shyness as he said with delight: "Secretary Yan, thank you so much for helping me out of that awkward situation at the meeting."
Yan Zhi stopped, subtly stepped back while holding a stack of proposals, smiled faintly, and said politely, "Passing on the proposals is part of my job. Picking them up was just something I did on the spur of the moment; I didn't really help you much." You deserve to be scolded by President Leng, not a word less.
"Even so, I'm very grateful. It's lunchtime now, how about I treat you to a meal?" Li Minglang scratched the back of his head, his face showing a shy and inexperienced expression.
Yan Zhi glanced at the conference room door. If she said a few more words, Leng Linli would probably come out. Yan Zhi really didn't want to meet Leng Linli and hear a bunch of hurtful things.
Yan Zhi declined, saying, "My quick action only takes a few seconds, which is not worth a meal. You don't need to take it to heart."
Li Minglang lowered his head in disappointment, forced a smile, and sincerely extended his hand: "Then let me help you carry this pile of proposals back to your workstation."
Yan Zhi deftly and subtly avoided Li Minglang's enthusiastic hand, smiled gently, and nodded meaningfully: "There's really no need for you to trouble yourself. These proposals aren't heavy, and the conference room is actually quite close to the president's office."
"Let me help you carry it. It's hard for a girl like you to walk while carrying it..." Li Minglang was about to insist when he suddenly saw the figure appear at the door of the conference room. Li Minglang seemed to be silenced instantly and could not finish a sentence.
Yan Zhi followed Li Minglang's gaze and looked up, and sure enough, she saw Leng Linli's cold and ruthless face at the entrance of the conference room.
Yan Zhi suddenly felt a dull pain between her eyebrows.
Yan Zhi glanced helplessly at Li Minglang. Thanks to him, Leng Linli had already strode over with his head held high and stood beside her with a fierce aura.
Leng Linli glanced at Li Minglang with a cold, indifferent gaze, his tongue brushing against his back teeth, his tone carrying a chilling murderous intent: "Aren't you leaving yet? Have you come up with the proposal?"
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