Chapter 11 "The Biting Cat" Stamped on His Adam's Apple
Qiao Ruoying looked at the Bentley gradually merging into the traffic flow, then looked at the bank card in her palm, and understood:
This is what was signed in the agreement. He would transfer 100,000 yuan every month to her through this bank card.
A week ago, when she learned that he would pay her a "after-sleep" salary of 100,000 yuan a month, she was extremely happy, and every pore of her body was indescribably refreshed, but now it was different.
The bank card with the sunflower gold surface was placed in her palm. It was cold and thin, and the simple happiness disappeared without a trace.
Qiao Ruoying stood there in a daze for a long time, her eyes meeting the green grass.
The grass that had just been mowed by the lawn mower exuded a pungent smell of grass leaves, which made her nose sore.
This bank card is like a mirror, clearly reflecting the naked financial relationship between the two people.
It was as if, from last night till today, all his gentlemanly behavior towards her, his little indulgences towards her, the deep intimacy when they were in perfect harmony, the little ripples of affection she had for him...
These are clearly marked with prices.
Why do you feel sad because a relationship has a price tag?
Especially the relationship with Jiang Zongye?
Did she want to develop a pure relationship with him?
impossible!
This thought was too dangerous. It only flashed through her mind for a moment before being immediately suppressed by Qiao Ruoying.
By the time she got into the Maybach that Jiang Zongye had arranged for her, Qiao Ruoying had already put these minor unpleasantness behind her.
She comforted herself: After all, she got the money, and it was a considerable amount, ten times her monthly salary.
Money, like shower gel, is best held in hand.
With the money, she was no longer as tight on money as when she first started working. Qiao Ruoying planned the use of the money with great anticipation:
I sent 10,000 yuan back to my mother, telling her that she didn't have to take the bus every time she went to work, and that she could take a taxi if it rained.
I'll send another 10,000 yuan to my sister. Qiao Ruoqi is in her third year of college and is in a relationship. If my sister has more money, she'll feel more confident in dating a boy...
Of the remaining 80,000, she kept 30,000 and saved 50,000 for her retirement, which she would later use to buy a commercial apartment for her family, where she, her mother, and her sister would each have their own bedroom.
With the 30,000 yuan she had, she was going to order all the clothes, bread maker, and figurines in her shopping cart. She also wanted a Lingna Belle doll and a baking class she'd been wanting for a long time...
It feels good to be rich.
This way, even if she goes to the 711 downstairs from the company to buy an ice cream during a break at work, she won't have to worry about encountering the ice cream assassin.
Thinking that money can do so many things, Qiao Ruoying felt relieved.
Jiang Zong also sent a message on the phone.
The old man said, "The bank card agreement states that the initial password is six ones."
Jiang Zong was also sitting in a Bentley heading to the Songyuan Club.
A neat white shirt paired with a light gold brocade tie with dark patterns, and the shirt buttons were fastened to the top. It should have been an abstinent outfit, but because of the thin circle of light red teeth marks on his plump Adam's apple, coupled with his narrow and long peach blossom eyes and slightly damp forehead hair, it added a bit of enchantment.
He rotated the phone between his fingertips from time to time, as if waiting for something.
The phone screen finally lit up. He slid it open neatly and saw Qiao Ruoying's reply.
Sakura swayed: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang."
Such a bland reply, as plain as water, with almost no emotion in it.
Jiang Zong also placed his hand bones against his forehead.
The bank card had been processed long ago. He had so many opportunities to hand it to her from last night to this morning, but he chose to hand it to her at the last second before they parted. He didn't even explain it to her in person, but sent her a message afterwards.
Why on earth?
From last night to this morning, the time he spent with her was covered with a veil of tenderness and affection, but he couldn't bear to use money to break this veil.
The scene of the girl holding a bank card with a confused look in her eyes appeared in his mind. Jiang Zong felt a little annoyed and tugged at his tie with one hand.
This irritability also continued during social events and negotiations.
Across from the exquisite jade green foliage landscape, the other party saw his impatience and, after agreeing on the bargaining chips, jokingly said:
"I've really troubled Mr. Jiang about my flight rescheduling. This weekend, she should have been in my arms, but I dragged her here to discuss business. Could it be that she's so angry that she grabbed Mr. Jiang's neck?"
As Old Zhang spoke, he gestured at his own thin neck. Jiang Zong was also enlightened by him and realized that there was a mark left by her teeth on his neck, which had not yet disappeared.
The octagonal lantern on the ceiling of the box swayed gently, and Jiang Zong was lazily nestling in the leather sofa, with a bottle of Heidsieck next to his slender and powerful hand.
This was a familiar situation for him, where he could negotiate easily.
But in such an occasion, he inappropriately thought of the unfinished love affair in the morning, and the pleasure mixed with pain when she bit him.
Jiang Zong also licked his lips, touched his Adam's apple with his fingertips, and lazily raised his eyelids under Lao Zhang's inquiring gaze.
"A cat scratched it."
After the negotiations ended, Jiang Zong, for some unknown reason, took out his cell phone from his suit pocket and started typing.
He changed Qiao Ruoying's comment to "biting cat".
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"Breaking news! Big Boss Jiang was bitten on the neck, leaving a circle of teeth marks. Ahh ...
"He must have been too aggressive and hurt the girl, so she opened her mouth and bit his Adam's apple. Or maybe the girl wanted to declare her sovereignty and stamped her mark on Boss Jiang's Adam's apple?"
Qiao Ruoying arrived at the company on Monday and ordered a cup of iced American coffee from the company's coffee machine. Just as she was about to sit down and take out the milk toast to eat, Du Xinrong pulled her and started chattering about the "Dream Girl Report".
“…”
The plump and soft milk toast almost choked Qiao Ruoying's throat.
She remembered being teased by him until she was completely limp, her teeth the only thing that stood firm. Seeing his plump Adam's apple, she subconsciously wanted to bite it, wanting to hear him moan...
"Yingying, tell me, what was the girl's intention when she bit Boss Jiang's Adam's apple?" Du Xinrong asked, holding her face.
Qiao Ruoying chewed the bread and said after she finished, "How could I know her intention?"
"Just put yourself in my shoes. I want to hear your answer."
If Du Xinrong hadn't been holding her face with her hands and looking at her with a dazed look in her eyes, Qiao Ruoying would have really suspected that she knew something.
"Substitute in, substitute in for me quickly!" Du Xinrong pinched her face.
"Maybe that girl wants to kill Boss Jiang." Qiao Ruoying said.
“…”
Du Xinrong was stunned.
"Yingying, you are not romantic at all." She said sadly.
"Can't you just follow my lead? Boss Jiang must have been too rough and hurt the girl."
“…”
Qiao Ruoying ignored this guess that was close to the truth and said confidently, "I think my guess is quite well-founded."
Didn’t the doctor say that the human neck is rich in blood vessels? It is not recommended for girls to bite their boyfriend’s Adam’s apple, nor is it recommended for boys to plant strawberries on their girlfriend’s neck.
“…”
Du Xinrong looked at Qiao Ruoying closely.
Yingying has very good skin, which looks white and translucent under the light, as if she doesn't even have pores.
Yingying is such a beautiful girl with bright eyes, white teeth, fair skin and beautiful appearance, but she is so unromantic. Du Xinrong thinks it is a waste of her face.
When Qiao Ruoying submitted the form for snacks and drinks to Lily, Du Xinrong saw it and was surprised:
"Yingying, you've created the visualization table. How long did it take you?"
"...it didn't take long."
Qiao Ruoying secretly said in her heart: Because this is what the big boss you talk about every day did, and it was done in no time.
"Wow, it's already rolled up. Did you secretly learn Excel skills at home?"
"I wanted to scroll, but I couldn't. I felt sleepy as soon as I opened the Excel tutorial," said Qiao Ruoying.
Du Xinrong slapped Qiao Ruoying on the shoulder and whispered in her ear:
"Why are you rolling this up? Stop it. The more you roll, the more tired you'll be. Be careful or Lily will throw more work of organizing the spreadsheets at you."
Qiao Ruoying felt a chill down her spine when she heard this:
Oh yeah, what if Lily throws more spreadsheet work at her?
Her Excel skills are still mediocre, and she can't ask Jiang Zong to do it for her.
After submitting the form to Lily, she asked her to review it in the group chat, so Qiao Ruoying sent a message to the headquarters group chat:
"This is the final roundup. Does anyone have any suggestions for afternoon tea? Feel free to share."
Three minutes after the message was sent, Qiao Ruoying saw someone filling in the options in the voting link.
Durian swan cake, tiramisu, Napoleon cake, chiffon cake...
Qiao Ruoying's eyes lit up: it was filled with her favorite foods!
But pastries like durian swan pastry and tiramisu are relatively expensive. Although she loves them, she dare not fill them in rashly. Which brave man actually wrote these pastries in the list?
She quietly opened the backstage and saw that the person filling out the form was "Li Zheng-Leo".
Li Zheng? Was it Boss Jiang's personal assistant, the old man with gray hair who always wore a meticulously tailored English suit?
Does Li Zheng, who is old enough to be her father, also like desserts?
Or...was this Jiang Zongye's instruction?
Knowing that she loved to eat, Li Zheng asked her to add a few dishes to the afternoon tea.
When this speculation arose in her mind, Qiao Ruoying's heart was pounding like a deer.
If this was Jiang Zongye's way of picking up girls, she hoped he wouldn't use it on her.
A man in a high position with a lot of power and busy affairs, only remembered what she, a low-level assistant, liked to eat, and used his power to add her favorite food to the company's afternoon tea, like a side profile of power.
Love wrapped in money and power has always been irresistible.
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I don't know if Du Xinrong's predictions were right, or if the higher-ups wanted to use this as an example to motivate the new employees joining this fall, but that afternoon, Lily directly took a screenshot of the visualization table submitted by Qiao Ruoying and posted it in the work group, tagging all the staff:
Li Man-Lily:
"A big shoutout to @乔若璎-Queenie, the administrative assistant who joined this year. She did a great job visualizing the data, making it easy to see at a glance. Some of our employees can't even use Excel well. They have to look up Baidu tutorials just to find a sum, which is really frustrating.
I want to emphasize again that office software is a must-have skill for every employee. I hope everyone will study hard and master it. Successful mastery can lead to promotions and salary increases!
After Qiao Ruoying finished organizing the files, she was leisurely planning to go to the tea room to peel a banana to eat, when she suddenly received a message from Lily in the work group. When she clicked on it, she saw that it was a compliment to her for her good use of Excel, and it was a real-name compliment.
Below, several old employees who often flatter Lily also showed their support for Lily.
"@乔若璎-Queenie, thumbs up/thumbs up/thumbs up/"
"@乔若璎-Queenie, like/like/like/"
"@乔若璎-Queenie, I'll learn from you! Fist up/fist up/fist up/"
“…”
This, this, this. Qiao Ruoying just wanted to scream in her heart, stop liking, stop giving thumbs-up, and stop clasping fists, she felt so guilty.
At the same time, an incredible thought came to her mind:
If all employees knew that this visual table, which was praised as a model, was made by Jiang Zongye, would they be surprised?
It’s quite exciting to think that a big boss who is busy with all kinds of things would make such a small table.
But it's just a thought.
What made Qiao Ruoying most fortunate was that there was no Jiang Zongye’s WeChat in the work group, only Li Zheng’s.
Jiang Zong shouldn't be so bored as to look through his assistant's phone to read group messages, right?
If Jiang Zong also saw Lily praising her like this, it would be extremely embarrassing, and even if he bought a hundred villas, it would not be enough to stop the embarrassment.
Before she could finish her complaints, her cell phone rang again.
It was really like "when you think of Cao Cao, Cao Cao pops up", this time it was Jiang Zong who sent her a message.
Old man: "A compliment to @乔若璎-Queenie, the administrative assistant who joined this year. The visualization chart is very well done, and the data is clear at a glance."
Old man: "Thumbs up/thumbs up/thumbs up/"
Qiao Ruoying looked closely and found that Boss Jiang actually repeated Lily's words of praise to her exactly as they were.
He also gave three thumbs up on WeChat below.
She imagined Jiang Zongye, who was dressed neatly in a suit and tie. He rarely even praised his employees, but he gave her three thumbs up. This picture was... indescribably weird.
And sarcastic.
It's fine if Lily doesn't know the truth, but Jiang Zongye doesn't even know who created this form? This is too weird!
How should she respond?
Qiao Ruoying thought about it and decided to learn from the three veteran employees and replied:
"Mr. Jiang, Xiao Qiao is a bit clueless, but thank you for teaching me the visualization chart. I will definitely study hard and live up to your expectations."
Rose/Rose/Rose
The three roses are the key.
The author has something to say:
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Yingbao: Why is the old man so weird today? [Question mark][Question mark]
Boss Jiang: Ahem, some people’s abilities don’t match their salaries, but their beauty far exceeds them. [Sunglasses][Sunglasses]
Yingbao: Who are you talking about? Me? [Okay][Okay][Okay]
[Haha][Haha] I really like the little expression with three question marks on Yingbao's head. She just accepts Boss Jiang's moves with three little question marks on her head, ahaha.
One hundred thousand a month is a bit of a small sum in the world of overbearing CEOs. Boss Jiang said that writing only such a small amount makes him look stingy [clown][clown] This is designed by the author, because Yingying's material conditions need to be improved little by little to be more interesting~
Why didn’t anyone leave comments yesterday? [Breaking down][Breaking down] Is it because no one reads? Where’s my little angel? (Pick up, pick up) (Pick up hard) (Pinch each one’s head)
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