Chapter 19 Tea Room "Come to my office, right now."...
Jiang Zongye was reading a research report on the new energy industry when he received Qiao Ruoying's message, "Do you need anything tonight?"
He had a thick pile of such reports at hand.
The man touched his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and impatiently turned the report over. He had folded a concave crease on the brand new, clean A4 paper.
He wanted to ignore her message, but when he turned his attention back to the report, he found that he couldn't even remember where he had been.
Just at this moment, another message from her came.
"I'd like to go back to my house tonight if you don't need me tonight."
"My home".
Her home is that shabby rental house in the urban-rural fringe, a shabby place that can't even fit an extra closet of clothes?
Jiang Zong also sneered.
He wanted to give her, and himself, some icing on the cake, so he simply replied:
"Then go back to your house tonight."
After replying, he threw the phone aside.
Li Zheng promptly brought him some chrysanthemum tea that could relieve his depression and brighten his mind. He picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.
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Downstairs, the administrative offices.
Qiao Ruoying was called by Lily to replace the printer's magic box in the printing room, and her cell phone was still placed openly on her workstation.
Zeng Fan took the opportunity to go to the tea room to get some water. When he passed by Qiao Ruoying's workstation, he stretched his neck to take a look and happened to see a message on his phone screen: "The old man sent you a new message."
The three words "old man" flashed into her mind like lightning.
In fact, Zeng Fan had been feeling uncomfortable all morning.
Qiao Ruoying was praised by Lily for launching an afternoon tea collection; and after not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to have been reborn, and began to show the calm and beautiful appearance of a working woman.
The radiance of knowledge makes Qiao Ruoying even more brilliant.
It would be a lie for Zeng Fan to say he didn't feel uncomfortable.
In addition to her sadness, she also felt a bit of envy and jealousy. She was afraid that Qiao Ruoying had taken a "shortcut" on the road to career, and was thus moving faster and more steadily than Zeng Fan.
She took Stanley's cup and walked to the tea room, thinking:
Qiao Ruoying’s financial backer is an old man?
How old is he to be her father?
Zeng Fan felt much better when he thought that Qiao Ruoying's financial sponsor was more than ten or twenty years older than her and was of a different generation than her.
She said that money is hard to earn and shortcuts are hard to take, and now she has to serve an old man.
Qiao Ruoying walked out of the printing room and happened to pass by Zeng Fan. She returned to her workstation and saw the message from Jiang Zongye: "Then you can go back to your house tonight."
She first breathed a sigh of relief:
That’s great. I don’t have to “work illegally” or “spread out in bed” tonight.
After the relief, a sense of loss returned. Boss Jiang's reply to her was so cold and concise, just like his minimalist style apartment.
So, after all, she is not that important to Jiang Zongye, right?
She also thought that Jiang Zong would ask the reason and try to keep her.
He was so addicted in the morning that he even asked, "Do you want to do it with me or do you want to go to work?"
She seemed to still feel his hot breath spraying on the tip of her ear, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her whole...
Unable to control herself, she raised her hand and touched the tip of her ear, her cheeks getting hot.
Coming out of the feeling of loss, Qiao Ruoying felt that she could not understand herself.
How can human emotions be so subtle?
Isn't what she wants to be rejected by Jiang Zongye?
Moreover, she was the one who rejected him first, and now that he really didn't need her anymore, she felt sad.
You can't do that.
Why is it that these days, whenever she gets involved in anything related to Jiang Zongye, she automatically turns into Lin Daiyu, feeling sad and worried?
Then, my heart became sour, as if lemon juice was squeezed and dripping into my heart.
In order to get herself out of this sour and bitter mood, Qiao Ruoying spent 5 yuan and bought a Chocolate at the convenience store downstairs.
Wrap the crispy chocolate filling on the tip of your tongue and chew it. It is sweet, as if it relieves the astringency and bitterness in your heart.
People's threshold of happiness will become higher and higher, while the marginal happiness brought by material things will decrease.
Like now, she is satisfied with just eating a chocolate bar, but what about in the future?
What really scared Qiao Ruoying was that she had become accustomed to the extravagant life she led with Jiang Zong, and her original life could no longer satisfy her.
Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoying reminded herself again: She was right to reject Jiang Zongye.
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This weekend, Jiang Zong did not ask her to "fulfill her obligations."
Qiao Ruoying was particularly generous and quickly forgot about Jiang Zong's blunt rejection. If Jiang Zong didn't want to look for her, then he didn't have to. It just so happened that she was happy to relax and had the weekend free to tinker with her bread and baking.
It was also this week that she realized that although they were both at Taehyung's headquarters, the company was so large and his level was so high that she was just an administrative assistant and could be replaced at any time.
In fact, the two people's lives have no intersection at all.
Only Jiang Zongye can find her, but she can't find Jiang Zongye.
The next day, Qiao Ruoying got the news from Rongrong.
Du Xinrong, the gossip queen of the administrative department, said that Taehyung’s new car model “Sirius5” is about to be launched.
The number of "Sirius5" pre-sold through all online channels has exceeded 200,000 units, but suppliers have been short of parts, which has greatly affected the assembly progress of the entire vehicle.
As the big boss, Jiang Zongye was very anxious and rolled up his sleeves to go to the scene in person. He lived in the supply factory and watched the assembly line.
Qiao Ruoying thought to herself that Jiang Zong didn't look for her because he was busy.
She took a bite of the cranberry cheese bread she made, and this scene came to her mind:
Jiang Zongye rolled up his shirt sleeves to his forearms and argued with the supplier in the most unquestionable voice.
The narrow peach blossom eyes were filled with seriousness, earnestness and perseverance. He issued orders coldly, determined to seize every second.
Jiang Zongye has such high demands on himself, suppliers, and products. The delivery date is imminent. I wonder if he will be so anxious that he will curse.
Rongrong said: "Oh, we have never worked with Boss Jiang in the State of Emergency. Those who have worked with him all say that he is very fierce."
Across the workstation, Rongrong shrank his neck exaggeratedly and shuddered, the hair on the back of his neck trembling slightly.
"It's so fierce that it can push people to their limits."
Qiao Ruoying nodded in agreement.
Indeed, Jiang Zong is a person who is good at pushing others to their limits.
He had also pushed her to the limit, unable to decide between life and death, not knowing whether she would fall into hell or ascend to heaven in the next second. She could only cry and scratch her nails deeply into his broad and strong back, as if with a little more force she could scratch into his heart.
Not only Jiang Zong was busy as a dragon, but everyone in Taehyung was in a state of intense busyness.
Endless meetings and endless overtime.
The employees drink iced American coffee as if it were water. Every evening, Qiao Ruoying orders a batch of fresh iced American coffee for colleagues who work overtime.
The situation continues to be as intense as before, and it is Friday again.
When Qiao Ruoying arrived at the company in the morning, she found that Rongrong's face, which had always been lifeless, looked rejuvenated today, as if she had applied lotion, and was radiant with purity and translucence.
As expected, taking advantage of the break, Du Xinrong came over with sparkling eyes and gossiped with Qiao Ruoying:
"Rumor has it that Boss Jiang returned to the company today! A colleague spotted his Bentley in Boss Jiang's private parking space."
Qiao Ruoying nodded. She thought that since Jiang Zong had returned, should she express her gratitude?
Wouldn't it be bad if I didn't express anything?
The chat window named "Old Man" on the WeChat list was opened and closed again, and their conversation was still stuck in two weeks ago.
"Mr. Jiang, I heard that you are back." She deleted and rewrote the message, but finally decided not to express it.
After all, the delivery of the whole vehicle is urgent, so how could Jiang Zong have the time to think about things in bed?
She'd better not disturb him.
It would be better to first solve the problem of late-night snacks for programmers who work overtime.
Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoying sent a message to the private group: "What do you want to eat tonight? Feel free to name the dishes."
Andy, the female manager of the R&D department, casually said that she wanted to eat sugar-free ciabatta. Qiao Ruoying looked through all the vendors that could provide ciabatta on the market, but felt that the fillings offered by the vendors were not rich enough.
She simply ordered beef, tomatoes, chopped celery, onions and garlic from the vegetable selling app and went back to make the ciabatta filling.
From 18:00 to 21:00 in the afternoon, Qiao Ruoying was literally racing against time. After making ciabatta in the rental house, she took a Didi and rushed back to Taehyung's headquarters.
In addition to ciabatta, she also ordered barbecue, roast duck, cold noodles, etc. from several restaurants and had them delivered by riders.
Several riders were already waiting for her in the Fountain Square.
As soon as Qiao Ruoying got out of the taxi, she ran towards them, took the hot takeaway from them, and said "thank you" politely.
Above her head, the building's facade was brightly lit, and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows cut out bright circular areas, burning round holes in the darkness.
She took the elevator upstairs and came to the tea room. She turned the ventilation fan to the maximum, opened the takeout packages one by one, and arranged them on the long dining table.
The roasted golden brown, sizzling beef ribs, lamb skewers and golden chicken skin;
Cold noodles mixed with soy sauce, mahjong and chili oil, and finely chopped cucumbers;
The ciabatta is a soft and fluffy crust with a rich tomato and beef filling in the middle...
After she had set the dishes, more than a dozen overtime workers came in one after another, filling the empty tea room to the brim, and each picked up the dishes they had ordered.
"I'm so happy. Queenie prepared a midnight snack for us again today."
"That's right, how are we going to survive without Queenie?"
According to Taehyung's standards, each employee who works overtime has a midnight snack cost of 35 yuan.
The three administrative assistants, Zeng Fan, Du Xinrong and Qiao Ruoying, each took turns counting the number of people working overtime that night and ordering midnight snacks for them.
Among them, the overtime employees like the day when Qiao Ruoying is on duty the most.
Because she would count what everyone wanted to eat that day, and then call the restaurants one by one to place orders, making sure they could eat hot food.
On the day when it was Zeng Fan's turn to be on duty, Zeng Fan ordered fruits, yogurt, soda crackers and other fruits and dry food for them.
It is very convenient to order these, just make a phone call and ask the supermarket to deliver them, but people who work overtime are not happy about it.
They had worked all night and were just waiting for a hot meal to fill their stomachs.
"This ciabatta is delicious, especially the filling, which is salty and fragrant. Yingying, where did you order the ciabatta?"
Andy, who ordered ciabatta, asked in surprise.
"This, I actually made it myself, I hope you like it."
Qiao Ruoying smiled.
She enjoys baking without distraction and loves seeing her diners enjoy them.
Hearing this, several other male programmers looked over and interrupted:
"I would have ordered this if I had known this earlier. It's actually made by Xiao Qiao herself."
"Can I still order food now? I want to order something made by Queenie herself."
"Quennie, do you have any small steamed buns with milk flavor? Big steamed buns are fine too." said a male programmer.
Andy, who has short hair and rich work experience, smelled a hint of sexual harassment as soon as she heard this.
Asking a girl in the administration department "Do you have milk-flavored steamed buns?" is totally inappropriate and even a bit of a dirty joke. Linking "milk fragrance" and "steamed buns" together, are you afraid that people won't make deeper associations?
She looked up and saw Qiao Ruoying still counting the lunch boxes. Andy was actually very grateful to this simple and hardworking girl for preparing a midnight snack for them. She was just thinking of a way to scold the male programmer when the atmosphere in the tea room suddenly turned cold.
A tall and handsome figure appeared at the door of the tea room.
Everyone looked closely and realized that this was the legendary Boss Jiang.
Who would have known that, just as they were enjoying their midnight snack, the ultimate boss suddenly appeared, and almost scared them so much that the meat got stuck in their throats.
The tea room, which was bustling just now, became completely silent.
As the leader, Andy swallowed his resentment and greeted Jiang Zongye first:
"Mr. Jiang, you're back."
"..." Jiang Zong nodded calmly. He stood at the door, able to take in everything.
First, he saw the sumptuous food on the table, and then he saw Qiao Ruoying.
After not seeing her for two weeks, she still looks so beautiful.
Under the bright light, the girl's fluffy hair was tied into a bun on top of her head. A thin layer of sweat floated on her porcelain-white and delicate forehead, and there was still fine and thin lanugo at the roots of her hair.
When those bright lychee eyes with black pupils stare at people, no one can refuse them.
But what made him furious was that such a beautiful girl was sitting among a group of male programmers.
It seems as if she is completely unaware that every expression on her face and every line in her body are emitting charm.
Just now, a man started to clamor for food and said he wanted to eat "milky steamed buns", and the fire in Jiang Zong's heart burned even more brightly.
He just tried hard to control the anger on his face, pretending to be a president and open-minded, and said
"You've worked overtime, so enjoy yourselves."
Turning around and leaving the tea room, he didn't care about anything else and immediately sent a WeChat message to Qiao Ruoying.
"Come to my office, right now."
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The author has something to say: The next chapter is about that, you know [dog head holding a rose][dog head holding a rose]
Yingbao: I can’t escape [burst into tears][burst into tears]
Jiang Zongye: Yingying, tell me, why are you sitting among a bunch of men [question mark][question mark]? Why are you so nice to them [burst into tears][burst into tears]
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