Chapter 33: Carving a Boat to Look for a Sword
Secretary Huang has been with the boss for over three years. To be honest, he has a bad temper, but he treats her quite kindly. The most refreshing "people-friendly" thing he does is that he doesn't let her call him "you", saying that it sounds like he is going to be 80 years old and ready to crawl into a coffin tomorrow. Since they are of similar age, it is enough to just address each other as equals.
The boss's working hours were based on the job, not the person, and she was recommended by Mrs. Zong. On the day of the interview, Zong Chi glanced at her resume for a long time, with a kind of arrogant nitpicking, and finally asked her why she had a year gap in her work experience.
Secretary Huang is outspoken about her sexual orientation. My girlfriend's father passed away and her mother is sick again. I want to stay with her for a while.
The arrogant man threw down his resume and said "sorry" in a perfunctory and heartless manner.
In the end, the decision was made on the spot. On her first day, Secretary Huang was told by her boss: "I didn't hire you just because my mother recommended you. I hope you understand this." Of course, you believe my mother was kind enough to help you, and that's not contradictory.
From the time they were getting used to each other at work to the time they were following each other, Secretary Huang privately complained to his girlfriend about his boss. He was definitely not gay. On the contrary, his bad temper, like a straight man, made me seriously doubt whether he had been gay since he was born.
It wasn't until this time when she returned to Hong Kong for vacation that she reported to her girlfriend about her boss's new progress. He was indeed a straight man, and a very dank and male-haunted straight man. I'm so curious about what the girl who dumped him looks like.
The girlfriend immediately became unhappy and scolded her, saying that Miss Bunny Rabbit is your future boss lady, and you will see that you have called your boss a damp male ghost. A clinging man is already scary enough, and a clinging ghost is simply a boss of hell level.
Secretary Huang was immediately taken aback by his boss's thank you. Wait, what did he mean by suddenly revealing his last name? Are they getting back together?
Just before he was about to hang up the reporting call, Secretary Huang remembered something and decided to report it to him. It turned out that there were many such things. Zong Chi was very paranoid about the exposure of his personal privacy photos. Occasionally, at charity dinners, even though his parents were the organizers, he was unwilling to take a photo with them. If they did, he would never allow the media to leak it.
Therefore, Secretary Huang suppressed the news that Feng Qianxu's studio had contacted Mr. Zong to endorse the book. She told Zong Chi everything over the phone, but the man on the other end, halfway through, got upset and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Secretary Huang thought she knew her boss fairly well. "You usually don't allow your photos to be posted on public pages."
"I'm asking you why you didn't inform me about this in time. What's the point of me staying with you then?"
Secretary Huang was speechless.
The other party suddenly became impatient, then finally put on a bossy face. "Alright, I got it. Please contact her agent for me and tell her that if they want immediate PR, they should pick someone quick and efficient to come to me during my layover tomorrow morning and give me a complete and no-nonsense briefing, explaining everything clearly in one go. If you leak any photos of me and my female companion without my consent, or if you damage her privacy or reputation in any way, you'll be receiving a lawyer's letter."
"Also, please contact Lin Jiaoyu for me and have him investigate the Dou family." If Feng Qianxu wasn't up to something, then someone was clearly trying to smear her. It was a case of who benefits and who suffers. In this triangle, only Dou Yunong was invisible.
Zong Chi felt that the strange thing was also clear.
Secretary Huang had never contacted Lin Jiaoyu privately. He turned to the boss and asked, "If I contact Mr. Lin, will he listen to me?"
"Just say what I said."
Secretary Huang actually wanted to ask, wouldn’t it be more effective if you contacted them directly?
As a result, Zong Chi was about to hang up after finishing his conversation. He said he had an important call to make and even asked her for the time details of his return flight booking. After he finished explaining, the line cut to a beeping sound...
Secretary Huang cursed the boss unconsciously, "You've got all the blame!" He also wanted to complain, "Miss He, just agree to him, otherwise, this day after day, when will it end?"
*
On He Dongli's way back, Zong Chi called again.
She rejected the calls one after another. Even from the text on WeChat, she could feel that he was very noisy: Do you still want to hear about Zou Yan's affairs?
He Dongli made up her mind and didn't want to pay any attention to him. She would not ask him for help. If she did, she would only hear him say arrogantly and authoritarianly: Is it not possible for us not to be with Zou Yan?
But his words, "Compared to you, face is nothing," played in her mind like a bug, repeating endlessly. He Dongli was furious, wishing she hadn't recorded them, then had Chen Xiangyang write code to hack Zong Chi's words into the emails of every employee in his group. Everyone would have a copy, and the person involved would be the last to know!
After a while, he sent her a few more screenshots, which were the flight ticket details in his name. The ticket for the original return flight to Shanghai was refunded, and the new flight was purchased a day ago.
The flight is about to start, flying to Hong Kong in the early morning.
Then another text message came: "The kissing photo was from six months ago. If I remember correctly, Lin Jiaoyu said that Feng Qianxu and Dou Yunong's relationship started three months ago. So, no matter how you look at it, your good Zou Yan is not the third party."
He Dongli was so angry that he cleared himself of the charge: Zou Yan is Zou Yan, it’s not good for him to have such a bad last name.
The other end didn't reply to her message, but called for the third time. He Dongli endured for a few seconds, and finally answered the call. She didn't say anything. She only heard the other end say to her calmly, "Oh, he's not a good person. Why do you always cling to him?"
"Well, whatever you say. I can't get along with a dictator like you who has no like-minded people, no fellow disciples, no comrades, not even colleagues. He's helped me, encouraged me, and guaranteed me a place to rent. It's a normal greeting when a colleague is in trouble. Of course, you can't understand. You only have subordinates, and when your subordinates are in trouble, you just continue to yell at them as if nothing happened."
Some people don't take it seriously, saying, "If they don't tell me, how would I know?"
"That's why." He Dongli emphasized and angrily.
Zong Chi followed her every emotion, "So what?"
"So some people are lucky, you know? It doesn't affect your ability to yell at people anytime."
"You're yelling at me for other people now!"
"I don't. I'm not that lucky, and I don't have your loud speaker to yell at people all the time."
Zong Chi imitated her tone and threatened her, "You have! If you yell at me for someone else again, I won't help him."
He Dongli fell silent as soon as he heard what he said.
Zong Chi naturally thought that she was being forced by him. He felt satisfied but not happy. "He saved your life, why are you so protective of him? The only guarantee is a house. What's in that house? Why do you like it so much?"
He Dongli remained silent, as if to prove her sincerity.
Zong Chi wanted her to speak, to vent, so he opened his mouth and said, "Besides, is a man's innocence so important?"
"Why is it not important?" As expected, she argued quietly and unhappily on the other end of the phone.
Zong Chi laughed out loud and continued to tease her, "Then if you admit that he is your sister, I will help him. I promise that when you wake up tomorrow morning, the trending searches and those press releases will be completely deleted."
"Friend." He Dongli squeezed out two words stubbornly.
"Sisters!" the executor forced and threatened.
"Colleague." Someone reluctantly took a step back.
"Sisters!!" The pressure is getting worse.
"Zongchi!!!" If things get out of hand, an uprising will break out.
Zong Chi was tickled by her call, his bones itching. He really wanted to force her to call him again, "Then call me Xiaochi, and I'll help him." "I can hear you, why are you calling me Xiaochi? What's wrong with calling me sister? You think it's easy to just call me sister and get the whole internet quiet? If you let it get out of hand, you'll know how boring and low-brow netizens are."
"He had an older brother who died unexpectedly during his senior year. Zou Yan wasn't the type to flirt with girls. He genuinely liked Feng, but the two of them weren't meant to be. He helped me because his twin brother and I were classmates, and he also thought my nerdy personality was similar to his brother's."
"He's the stupid one! The whole family is stupid!"
He Dongli laughed out of the blue on the other end of the phone. Zong Chi was extremely surprised to hear her laughter, and he was stunned for a long time as if he had been struck by a needle.
There was a tacit silence on both ends.
"Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter." Zong Chi spoke to comfort her and took full responsibility for her.
He Dongli remained silent for a long time, so Zong Chi asked again, "If I help Zou Yan settle this matter, will you stop being angry?"
“…”
"If you had told me earlier, you wouldn't have had to drink all that wine. I thought the sky was falling or someone was dying, but this is what happened. I was worried about the wine!"
He Dongli finally understood what it meant to bring up something that was not relevant to the topic. "I drank, a little cocktail, but I wasn't drunk. If someone gets drunk once, they think they will get drunk every time. That's like looking for a sword on a boat, or seeing a snake in a cup of wine."
"Well, I'm just looking for a sword on a boat, and I'm seeing snakes in cups. I'm not as handsome as Lin Jiaoyu."
“…”
Some people were getting angrier and angrier the more they thought about it. "He's so handsome, why aren't you with him? He even messaged you during Qingming Festival, but you deleted it! Why did you delete him? You should have just let him pursue you. You two should have been happily married forever. Then, on your wedding night, I'll give you both a big gift. Yes, I'll send all his ex-girlfriends! I'll send them all to your mom so she can count them one by one. I'll even cover brunch for the next day! With so many people, I guess even half a pig won't be enough for food!"
He Dongli was so angry that he started cursing in front of the online taxi driver, "Zong Chi, you psychopath!"
"I'm telling you, lunatic, if you don't take back what you said, I'll never let Lin Jiaoyu go. Even if I give him another thirty years, there's no way he can surpass me, and still be handsome!"
He Dongli ignored him.
He asked her where she was, but He Dongli just said she was on the way. She wanted to hang up, but he refused, saying she could talk to him when she got home. Before He Dongli could refute him, the other end asked her solemnly, "Have you checked the flight details? Did I have an argument with you and have to fly back? If not, can I still return home?"
“…”
"He Dongli, we quarrel, you can hit me and scold me, but don't use the ban order to stop me. You know, over the years, it has never been the old sect that has sanctioned and banned me..."
He Dongli looked like he had a bucket of thick honey with crawling bees poured on him. It was all over his face, blurring his features. That wasn't enough, the crawling bees were buzzing in his ears, making him not in the mood to eat sugar or honey.
Because bees sting.
It was like a wake-up call; she hadn't felt this confused in a long time. The last time, she was accompanying her teacher to the neighboring city to provide assistance, she was a little distracted by the bouquet of unknown purple roses.
Zhao Zhenzhen didn't say anything on the stage. After the operation, he calmly and disappointedly scolded her, saying that if she was not focused, she should not go on stage, otherwise she would hurt others and herself.
He Dongli felt extremely ashamed and had to sincerely apologize to the teacher.
Zhao Zhenzhen asked her what happened, family or love?
He Dongli shook her head. Even if she didn't say it, the veteran understood. Zhao Zhenzhen said to the student: "If your mind can't figure it out, leave it to your intuition. Intuition will help you avoid many risks. If it can't avoid it, it proves that it's your destiny. If not this time, there will be a next time."
Last time Zong Chi flew away, this time, he is going to fly back.
She got off the online taxi and told Zongchi in a low voice that she had arrived home.
Zong Chi nodded and said that he would pack up and go to catch the plane.
He Dongli said "you," opened the door of his residence, but did not ask.
Zong Chi wanted to know what she was going to say, so he encouraged her and asked, "What?"
"Do you really need to rush to fly to Hong Kong in the early morning? I mean, your employees have a hard time following you."
Zongchi rarely showed procedural justice. "I'm sorry, I went back alone first. I didn't exploit anyone."
He Dongli held the iron gate without saying a word, and the cracks in the iron gate made a creaking sound that had lasted for years.
Zong Chi heard the noise and realized she was standing inside the door. He suddenly said to her, "I saw you on Sunday night."
"What?"
"The purpose of the cat's eye is to let the cat see from behind whether the people outside have left or not, right?"
He Dongli seemed to have even restrained his breathing.
Zong Chi was very patient for the moment. He had plenty of time, but he also didn't forget to ask for the credit he deserved. "I helped your friend. How are you going to repay me?"
Before she could speak, he said with a look of disgust, "Forget about all those eating, drinking and having fun, I'm not interested... You know what I want."
He Dongli choked for a long time without saying anything, and seemed dissatisfied with his playful tactics of forcing the emperor to abdicate. In the end, he simply gave up and said, "Then you'd better not help me. I suddenly realized that I don't have a very good relationship with Zou Yan."
Zong Chi laughed widely, "Hey, I haven't even told you what I want, why are you angry again?"
He Dongli slammed the door shut and hung up Zong Chi's phone. Zong Chi swallowed the electronic door dust willingly.
After hanging up, he called his secretary to let her know he was leaving soon. He asked her to do two things for him:
First, he wanted to renovate and clean his parents' villa in the center of S City, including the front and back gardens. He also asked his secretary to contact the gardener who had planted purple roses there. When spring came, everything should be left as it was.
Another thing he wanted to do was buy a house. Secretary Huang heard the address he specified, and, speaking in a very cheerful tone, agreed to pay the full price in one lump sum. Zong Chi added, "I'll contact the landlord and talk to him personally."
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