"Let's go then." Su Rao felt an indescribable joy and took Yan Zhi's arm as they entered the elevator.
"Um... are you free after get off work? I'd like to treat you to dinner!" Su Rao asked somewhat awkwardly, perhaps afraid of being rejected. Su Rao had never done something like this from the bottom of her heart before.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly, then shook her head: "I'm too tired today. If I don't go back to bed, I'm afraid I won't make it through the night."
Sure enough, she had been deluding herself. Su Rao lowered her head, her smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a sense of disappointment. She was about to say, "Never mind then."
Then Yan Zhi said, "I'd like to invite you tomorrow afternoon. Would Secretary Su do me the honor?"
"A reward!" Su Rao smiled and agreed, the smile that had disappeared returning to her face.
Then, realizing belatedly that she had agreed too quickly and lost face, Su Rao put on an air of nonchalance: "Too many people want to ask me out to dinner, I usually have to consider my mood."
Yan Zhi smiled and said, "I have already made an appointment in advance. Please give me the opportunity tomorrow, Secretary Su."
Su Rao dropped the pretense and readily agreed with a beaming smile: "Okay!"
Yan Zhi was a sensible person. She accepted Su Rao's overtures. Having more friends was always better than having more enemies... Since Fei Fei left, Yan Zhi had been without friends for far too long.
Seeing that Yan Zhi's face was pale, Su Rao insisted on taking her home. Unable to refuse her kindness, Yan Zhi didn't want to hurt her new friend's feelings.
Behind the pillar at the entrance of the Leng family's residence, a pair of resentful eyes glared in the direction Yan Zhi and Su Rao had gone. Bai Lian clenched her fists, her gaze hardening: "Yan Zhi, now that I'm back, Leng Linli can only be mine!"
When Su Rao's mini Jeep stopped at the upscale mansion Moon Bay, it would be a lie to say she wasn't shocked. This mansion was truly luxurious.
Fearing to offend Yan Zhi, Su Rao carefully considered her words before slowly asking, "You and President Leng... are living together?"
Yan Zhi smiled, neither admitting nor denying.
Since she was sincere about making friends, Yan Zhi had no intention of lying to Su Rao, and smiled generously: "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
Go in? What if we run into President Leng?
The mere mention of President Leng sent Su Rao into a frenzy; she even had trouble breathing. She quickly waved her hand and declined, saying, "Next time, next time, see you tomorrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mini Jeep disappeared in a flash.
Seeing Su Rao's panicked escape, Yan Zhi smiled faintly.
After driving for a while, Su Rao finally realized that something was wrong with Yan Zhi. The clothes Yan Zhi wore when she left work were not the same as the ones she wore in the morning!
Thinking of Yan Zhi's disappearance at noon, her newly changed clothes, and her tired face... Su Rao seemed to know something indescribable.
That's absolutely amazing!
Su Rao initially thought that President Leng and Yan Zhi had a complicated relationship, but she never expected that the two were already living together!
Is this something a dutiful secretary could possibly know?
Yan Zhi disappeared for more than three hours, and when she reappeared, she had even changed her clothes...
Why change it? It must be because of a series of reasons, like this or that, that it's no longer wearable...
Their impeccably dressed CEO is really something! Even his clothes are ruined...
A sly, mischievous smile flickered across Su Rao's lips, and she instantly conjured up images of banned adult films!
Oh my god, I got on the wrong bus! This isn't the bus to kindergarten!
Recalling the president's cold face, Su Rao instantly felt a chill.
Who would have thought that the gentle and soft-spoken Secretary Yan would be attracted to such a cold and aloof CEO? Is it because their personalities complement each other?
Is it so easy to marry into a wealthy family?
Is CEO Leng so easy to deal with?
As a friend, Su Rao couldn't help but feel a chill for Yan Zhi and wished her success.
****
Inside the president's office, company veterans Chairman Liang and Chairman Lin sat drinking tea.
Leng Linli flipped through the documents, glancing at them every now and then.
The teacup was finished, and Leng Linli didn't even get a chance to hear them speak.
Leng Linli put down the documents, clasped his hands on the desk, and went straight to the point: "My two uncles didn't come here so early in the morning just to have tea, did they?"
The two elders exchanged a glance, giving each other a knowing look, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated and found it difficult to speak.
"How about I ask my secretary to bring another pot of tea?" Leng Linli said, about to dial the president's office hotline.
Chairman Liang: "No need, no need."
Chairman Lin: "No need, no need."
The two directors spoke in unison.
Chairman Liang nodded and smiled kindly: "No need to trouble the secretary... I've had my fill."
After a long silence, it was Liang Dongyi who showed the righteousness to sacrifice himself for others. He cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Leng, your uncle and I have both heard about what happened at the meeting yesterday."
Leng Linli nodded calmly, his gaze falling on the two elders, his manner respectful.
Chairman Liang spoke in a consultative manner: "These past few days, Lao Lin and I have heard some rumors. People are saying that President Leng is sick? What happened to the reserved and polite President Leng we knew before? Although he wasn't exactly gentle, he was at least a gentleman. Now he's really too irritable and easily angered... These are all things we heard, not things I said, so please don't misunderstand... In order to reassure the employees, Lao Lin and I decided to come and see you this morning."
After a pause, Chairman Liang approached Leng Linli and spoke cautiously, afraid of hurting his nephew's fragile heart with inappropriate words: "Have you been under too much work pressure lately? As the old saying goes, pressure is the driving force, but people are not machines. You still need to adjust and relieve pressure. All of us senior directors have seen your hard work over the years."
Mr. Liang touched the chest pocket of his polo shirt as if he were about to take out a precious gift. He pulled out a ticket for a seven-day European tour from his bag and patted his nephew on the shoulder earnestly: "You haven't taken a vacation in all these years. Go out and have some fun tomorrow, relax, and I'll cover the expenses."
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