The matter of transferring personnel caused a huge uproar in the company.
Wherever Xiang Jin goes, people point and whisper about her.
She listened calmly, then silently returned to her workstation and focused on her tasks.
Soon it was time to leave work.
Xiang Jin packed her things and prepared to go home.
"Xiangjin, let's talk." As they walked down the corridor, Xiangjin was stopped by Kelly.
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry. How about tomorrow?" Xiang Jin checked her phone. There were still two minutes until the time she had agreed with Murong Xiao. If she was late, that King Yama would be furious.
“I’m not free tomorrow, we have to talk today.” Kelly remained assertive and domineering.
All right.
Xiang Jin sat down on the bench next to him: "Hurry up and say what you need to say, I'm really in a hurry."
Kelly sat down opposite her and handed her a piece of paper: "I have an idea, see if you'd like to take it. Actually, you don't have to form a fourth group, you can stay in the second group."
Xiang Jin was stunned: "And then?"
"Then we'll work together on this deep-sea project, split the bonuses 50/50, I'll be the team leader, and you'll be the deputy team leader. We'll wipe the slate clean of what happened before, how about that?"
Xiang Jin smiled. He's really got a good plan.
She works so hard to secure the project, and now she wants to split the bonus with her? Why doesn't she just rob a bank?
"What about Fan Youwei? Will she stay in Group Two?" Xiang Jin asked.
"If you don't like her, I can find a reason to fire her."
"Just like how you tried to get rid of me back then?" Xiang Jin's expression was a little cold.
Kelly looked somewhat embarrassed.
"I didn't know you were someone at the time—if I had known, I definitely wouldn't have—"
"Oh, so that's how you differentiate between people..."
Maximize profits, minimize sentimentality.
Ugly faces, despicable methods.
Kelly's face darkened further: "What do you mean? I've begged you so humbly, and you dare to mock me?"
Xiang Jin looked at her calmly: "Kelly, let's not beat around the bush. To tell you the truth, I'm not going back to Group Two. If you're so free, why don't you give Fan Youwei some advice on how to explain the plagiarism?"
Xiang Jin got up and walked towards the elevator.
Kelly walked angrily toward the company with a cold face.
Fan Youwei, who was not far away, silently walked out from the corner of the wall.
She watched the direction Xiang Jin had left in, gripped the railing tightly with both hands, and felt a surge of hatred welling up inside her.
Xiangjin...
It's all because of you.
You're the one who made me lose the project, make me the laughingstock of everyone, and now even Kelly wants to kick me out.
If you weren't focused, none of this would have happened...
*
Xiang Jin came downstairs.
She found the Bentley, and when no one was looking, she opened the door and got in.
"Why are you so late? How long did I tell you?" Murong Xiao asked, his face darkening, a hint of displeasure in his expression.
"Sorry, something came up..."
Xiang Jin was a little afraid of him and silently lowered her head.
Just then, a thermal box was handed to her.
Xiang Jin's face immediately fell: "Can I not drink it...?"
She really felt like throwing up.
She thought he was just passing by to pick her up from get off work. If she had known he was just bringing soup, she would never have come down.
"No." Murong Xiao unscrewed the lid and handed it to Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin looked at him pitifully.
"Two bowls a day is enough for me, and besides, drinking too much will make me feel hot..." she continued pitifully.
Murong Xiao's lips curled up slightly: "Then we'll talk about it when you're all hot and bothered."
"Or—do you want me to feed you myself?"
Xiang Jin: "..."
fart.
fart!
She silently took the thermos, pinched her nose and started drinking, when suddenly her hand tilted and the thermos fell to the ground, spilling the soup everywhere.
"Oops, it's fallen!"
She shook her head, feigning regret, and said, "Looks like I won't be able to drink it even if I want to. Tsk tsk."
"Is that so?"
As if by magic, Murong Xiao took out another insulated box from the box next to him.
"I was planning to drink with you, but it seems I don't need to now." He handed it to Xiang Jin again.
Xiang Jin: "..."
Shady businessman!
What a shrewd businessman!
Xiang Jin felt like she was dying, so she gulped down half a box of soup, feeling like she was about to die. When she came to her senses, the car had already stopped in front of the Lakeside Villa.
"Young master and mistress are back." Aunt Yang was busy in the kitchen, and the air was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine.
Xiang Jin covered her mouth and nose: "Aunt Yang, you're not making soup again, are you...?"
He secretly sensed something was wrong.
"My wife finished her soup, so I stewed a new one. But tonight it's not chicken soup, it's abalone, to give my wife a change of pace."
abalone……
Thinking of the salty smell of the sea, Xiang Jin raised her hand again after just putting it down.
"I'm going upstairs now, call me later." Xiang Jin ran back to her room quickly and went to the bathroom to dry heave.
It took a long time for the discomfort in my chest to subside, but my face remained pale.
When I opened the door, Murong Xiao was standing there.
"What's wrong?" He frowned as he looked at her pale face. She had been in poor health lately, and her body was not as strong as before. Her already small face was now even smaller.
"It's nothing, just a little upset stomach..."
With a cold face, Murong Xiao stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and led her outside: "Come to the hospital with me."
"No, I don't want to go... I'm just feeling a little unwell, I'll be fine after a nap..."
Xiang Jin tried to break free from his grasp, but he was too strong, and her struggles were futile.
"Murong Xiao, I'm not going..."
Just then, Murong Xiao's phone rang.
Murong Xiao took out his phone.
Xiang Jin inadvertently saw the name on it: Xiang Qi.
She paused for a moment, then pulled her hand away from his and stood calmly to the side: "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"
Murong Xiao frowned slightly and hung up the phone.
The phone kept ringing, however, and kept dialing again.
Murong Xiao's brows furrowed even more. He pressed the answer button and walked to the balcony: "Hello..."
Xiang Jin took a deep breath and silently went downstairs.
"Where's the young master? Didn't he come upstairs to call you for dinner?" Aunt Yang was busy setting the table when she saw Xiang Jin come downstairs alone and sit at the table in silence, so she couldn't help but ask.
"He's busy." Xiang Jin silently picked up her chopsticks.
After a while, Murong Xiao came downstairs.
He put on his coat and was buttoning his suit jacket, looking like he was about to go out.
"I have some errands to run. You eat your food properly, and remember to drink the soup later," Murong Xiao said gently as he walked up to Xiang Jin.
Xiang Jin buried his head in his porridge, his voice muffled and hard to hear: "Go on, don't keep Miss Xiang waiting."
"What?"
"nothing."
Xiang Jin swallowed a mouthful of porridge, her expression somewhat cold.
The buttons on his suit jacket were undone again, and Murong Xiao sat down in front of her, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat.
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