Chapter 22 After clinging to him like a ghost for ten minutes, he said...
Ten minutes later, President Jiang, who had been saying he was going to a meeting, returned.
As the private elevator beeped, the secretariat and assistant departments fell into an eerie silence. Everyone silently kept their heads down and worked, but their little eyes were actually following Jiang Huaichuan's every step.
In order to get the best view, the assistant, who was originally sitting in the corner, was now sitting by the water dispenser, chugging down several cups of water.
Although the secretariat and assistant departments are on the same floor, they are separated by a rest area. The glass partitions on both sides are usually covered by blinds, but at this moment they have been pulled all the way up, revealing the cleaning lady's skillful work.
Turning out of the elevator lobby and standing at the end, you can see the entire assistant department from the secretary's office and the rest area.
Jiang Huaichuan walked to Chen Li's workstation and was about to speak when he noticed the furtive gazes around him. He paused, then lightly tapped the table twice with his knuckles, producing a dull thud.
"Chen Li, come in with me for a moment."
Shen Li stopped writing and looked up, only to see Jiang Huaichuan casually glancing at the cup of milk tea on the table that he had already opened.
Shen Li: ......
Shen Li: "Okay."
It seems she's still jealous; I need to think of another way to appease her.
Shen Li thought to herself.
As Shen Li's figure disappeared behind the door, the group of people slacking off—
They're in! They're in!
【What inappropriate and offensive language are you using? (pointing and gesturing)】
How is it going? How is it going?
【It can't be that fast!】
[Shen Zhu's lips are so red, they look like they've been kissed until they're swollen. I'm pressing a chicken leg down; President Jiang must be jealous already~]
[Secretary Zhang, I don't want your chicken leg. Please retract your words. I haven't witnessed such a magnificent scene, so I can't bear to hear such comments. (Shedding tears of envy)]
Anyone have documents to deliver?! I'm willing to run errands for free, even if I get yelled at!
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What are you guys talking about? Why is the group chat so lively after I came back from meeting with clients?
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"Pfft," Zhou Ya heard her colleague's barely suppressed laughter. Looking at the messages tagging her in the group chat, she slammed her head on the table and let out a wail.
The incident began when Zhou Ya returned to the office and recalled the repeated warnings given in the slacking-off group when she first joined: the company's number one taboo—never have any improper thoughts about Assistant Shen, or else President Jiang might climb down the drainpipe in the middle of the night to assassinate you.
Speaker: Xiaolin from the Marketing Department, who is the person involved.
A year ago, Xiao Lin had just joined the company as a new recruit. His mentor was Lao Li, who was known in the marketing department for his bad temper and fiery temper. Countless interns had been scolded to tears by him.
Xiao Lin, who had just joined the company, was often scolded severely. She secretly wiped away tears in a corner several times, and one time Shen Li saw her doing so.
"Wipe it off." A gentle male voice sounded above her head. Xiaolin stopped crying, looked up, and saw a clean white tissue in front of her.
Xiaolin took the tissue and wiped his eyes haphazardly. His eyes were red and swollen, and it hurt to touch them. He lowered his head and mumbled, "Thank you."
He was too embarrassed to look up; he was such a grown man, yet he was still crying.
Thinking about it, Xiaolin sniffled again.
Shen Li understood. He handed the remaining tissues to the boy and turned to leave.
I saw Shen Li again at the end-of-month department meeting. Shen Li, as the president's assistant, sat to Jiang's left, while Xiao Lin sat at the end of the other side.
Xiaolin didn't hear a word of what was said at the meeting. All he knew was that he was completely lost in thought throughout the hour-long meeting, secretly and brazenly watching Shen Zhu, who was dressed in a suit and had a gentle face but could always point out the key issues in his reports, across the conference table.
As a newcomer to the workplace, one is naturally inclined to admire senior colleagues who are skilled at planning and strategizing, especially those who offer hope and help when one is helpless.
Kobayashi was fortunate that he was just a newbie who had recently joined the company, and no one would notice him, allowing him to quietly look up at the bright moon in his heart from a corner where no one paid attention.
After several meetings, Xiaolin realized that he was attracted to and had fallen in love with Shen Li, and with the encouragement of his friends, he took the first step.
He began to frequently visit Shen Li under the guise of work. Shen Li had a gentle voice, thick eyelashes that curled slightly, covering her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and when Xiao Lin got close, he could smell a faint lemon scent.
After a few times, Xiaolin deliberately procrastinated and dragged out her work-related questions until lunchtime. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the assistant department at noon, she boldly made her first lunch date with them.
That was the first time Xiaolin saw Shen Li's stunned and flustered eyes.
But it wasn't directed at himself.
Xiao Lin's heart skipped a beat. Following Shen Li's gaze, she turned around and saw the group's big boss, whom she could only see at meetings, standing a few meters away with an icy expression. His eyes were slightly dark, and his dark eyes were scrutinizing her.
Xiaolin was somewhat confused.
until--
He saw President Jiang walk past him, go around to Shen Li's back, lean slightly forward with one hand on the table, and the two of them were almost chest to back. From his angle, Shen Li was almost hidden in the shadows.
He wanted to remind Shen Li that she didn't like close social distances, but before he could speak, he met Jiang Huaichuan's sinister gaze. Xiao Lin instantly understood where that chilling gaze that sent shivers down his spine always came from whenever he came to see Shen Li.
That same dangerous aura.
Xiao Lin was disheartened. He returned to his office in a daze and went to a bar alone that night, where he got completely drunk.
It turns out that the bright moon already had its own stars.
You asked him why he didn't persist one more time, wasn't he afraid that Mr. Jiang would sexually harass him in the workplace?
Please, does he even have eyes? Shen Li's suddenly dilated pupils and slightly trembling fingertips couldn't be faked.
Similarly, the milk tea in Shen Li's hands cannot be faked.
Zhou Ya was restless at her workstation when her supervisor was called away. Helpless, Zhou Ya could only send a message in the group for help.
[What should we do if President Jiang sees us sending things to Chen Zhu?]
【？】
【?!】
【?! ! !】
With a "whoosh," Zhang Na, who was slacking off, looked over the partition on the table, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.
Zhang Na: "Little sister, what...did you give her?"
Zhou Ya replied while nibbling on her nail: "A cup of milk tea..."
Zhou Ya gave a brief explanation.
Someone in the group comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. As long as you don't compete with President Jiang for the assistant position, he won't haunt you like a ghost."
But he'll haunt Shizusuke like a ghost (shrugs).
So, how is Shizusuke doing now?
[Quick Report @ Secretariat and Assistant Department]
——
Before Jiang Huaichuan could utter a single word, Shen Li directly handed the milk tea to his face and gently shook it twice: "Here, have some."
Shen Li smiled, her dark, clear eyes reflecting only Jiang Huaichuan's image.
Jiang Huaichuan saw it clearly, and his heart softened instantly. He lowered his head and took a sip from Shen Li's hand.
The rich matcha flavor fills the mouth, with a hint of bitterness in the finish, which balances the initial sweetness.
"Aren't you going to drink anymore?"
Shen Li was puzzled.
Jiang Huaichuan loves sweets, but he also feels childishly that this doesn't fit his style. So, during his free afternoons, he would secretly have Song An order a cup of milk tea and bring it to his office. On weekends when he was resting at home, he would also order a cup. Sometimes, Shen Li would drink it with him.
Just one sip? That shouldn't be happening...
Jiang Huaichuan smiled broadly, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting affection. He nuzzled Shen Li with the tip of his nose and gave him a light kiss on the upper lip: "One bite is enough, it's very sweet."
This was a gift from someone else to Shen Li. Although he was still a little unhappy, Jiang Huaichuan knew he couldn't cross the line.
Shen Li was not his possession.
Shen Li was his partner.
It is an independent individual.
When Shen Li came out, she felt all eyes were on her, which startled her so much that she almost turned around and hid back to look in the mirror to see if there were any strange marks left on her face.
Fortunately, thanks to his years of experience in handling situations, Shen Li managed to hold back. He remained calm and composed as he returned to his workstation.
——
Time slowly passed by as the year drew to a close amidst the hustle and bustle. On the last weekend of December, Jiang Huaichuan personally drove Shen Li to the postgraduate entrance examination site.
Jiang Huaichuan's wardrobe is usually filled with dark-colored clothes, but on this morning, he surprisingly pulled out two burgundy down jackets.
Shen Li asked in surprise, "When did you buy it?"
Jiang Huaichuan unzipped the jacket and helped Shen Li put it on, his face serious: "Are you sure you want to register that day?"
"Isn't it a bit too eye-catching?" Shen Li tugged at his sleeve uncomfortably. He had never worn such brightly colored clothes before. In the past, he mostly chose black clothes so that they could be worn for longer. Later, when Shen Wenyuan and his mother bought him clothes, they would choose white ones, saying that he would look like a glutinous rice ball and that it would suit him.
Shen Li couldn't refuse their suggestion, and she gradually got used to wearing it.
But I've never actually worn anything red.
"It's not flashy, it looks good." Jiang Huaichuan bent down to zip up Shen Li's dress, admired her for a few moments, and secretly decided that he must order several more red outfits for next year's Chinese New Year.
Jiang Huaichuan put on his coat and pulled Chen Li up: "Hold hands, let's go!"
The test center was at University A, and coincidentally, the test room was the same classroom where Shen Li, a senior high school student, participated in the math competition.
When Shen Li came to check out the exam venue yesterday afternoon, he stood in front of the notice board and felt as if his heart had been struck. He almost thought he had returned to the winter eight years ago.
The same person was standing next to me.
Eight years ago, Jiang Huaichuan took him to see the competition examination venue; eight years later, Jiang Huaichuan took him to see the postgraduate entrance examination venue.
For a moment, Shen Li was in a daze, as if across the years, everything had already been arranged in the best way.
Parking is not allowed at the entrance of A University, so after dropping off Shen Li, Jiang Huaichuan drove to a shopping mall a few hundred meters away, parked the car, and walked over with an umbrella.
It's snowing a little today.
Tents were set up outside the school gate for parents who were accompanying their children to the exam. Since most of the students taking the postgraduate entrance exam were adults and came on their own, there were only a few people in the tents.
Jiang Huaichuan was tall with handsome, strong features. As soon as he entered the tent, his striking wine-red color drew the attention of everyone sitting inside. Jiang Huaichuan found a place to sit down, opened his tablet, and began working.
Not long after he sat down, a boy sat down next to him. He was looking at his phone, but he kept glancing in Jiang Huaichuan's direction out of the corner of his eye.
After finishing a game, the boy started chatting with Jiang Huaichuan: "Dude, are you here to bring your girlfriend to the exam too?"
Jiang Huaichuan paused, looking at the tablet, and then looked at the boy: "I came with my lover."
The boy winked mischievously: "I didn't realize you were already married."
Jiang Huaichuan's eyes softened, and he said, "Yes, it's been five years."
The guy was probably a chatterbox, spouting off one sentence after another, recounting the entire process from meeting his girlfriend to getting to know her and falling in love.
Jiang Huaichuan had never seen anyone so eager to share; he was even more outrageous than Lin Hui.
Jiang Huaichuan didn't say much, so the boy continued talking to himself. Suddenly, he remembered something, looked at Jiang Huaichuan, sized her up for a while, and asked with a curious look in his eyes, "Does your sister-in-law have any cosmetics recommendations?"
Looking at Jiang Huaichuan's appearance, his calm yet decisive aura, and the string of English he uttered when he first made the phone call, he is definitely an elite and successful person.
The guy clapped his hands and said, "Just buy the brand his wife uses, you can't go wrong!"
Jiang Huaichuan was silent for a moment before saying, "...He doesn't need it."
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