Chapter 38 Bringing Meals to My Brother
The building was quiet yet brightly lit. Although it was already dinner time, the people in the building were still full of energy.
Except for the people in the cleaning department, everyone else is basically young people, the oldest of whom is no more than 35 years old.
At this moment, Shen Zhiyi suddenly admired her talkative brother.
At such a young age, he started a company and it is now thriving.
But when I thought about how he always stayed up late and hurt his health, I felt that the company didn't need to be too big.
The receptionist saw her come in, smiled and walked over to her, took her to the elevator door, and pressed the button for the third floor.
“Mr. Shen’s office is at the end of the right side on the third floor. Please wait for a moment, he will be here soon.”
"good."
Facing such a warm and beautiful young lady, Shen Zhiyi also smiled with curved eyebrows.
The third floor was eerily quiet.
There was no one in the public office area, but the computers were all on.
After walking in for a while, I could vaguely hear unclear voices coming from a closed conference room.
After taking a quick glance, she walked straight to the right end.
After turning a corner, the first door in front of you had a sign on it: President's Office.
And there is another sign opposite it: Vice President's Office.
She opened the door of the president's office without thinking.
There was no one in the office, decorated in cool black, white and grey tones. Everything was neatly arranged, giving it a sense of restraint.
Shen Zhiyi has never been interested in the work of these office workers, so he sat down without taking a few glances and played with his phone to pass the time.
After a while, her stomach started to protest, so she naturally opened the food box and took out a spicy chicken foot to satisfy her craving.
Her father was thoughtful. Knowing that she had not eaten, he prepared enough food for two people and let her eat with her brother.
There was a knock on the door.
She raised her eyebrows and said slowly, "Come in."
The next second, there was a hurried sound of a door opening, and the person who opened the door seemed unhappy.
Shen Zhiyi realized something was wrong. This was not like Gou Xian's style.
When I looked up, I saw a surprised and unhappy face.
"It's you!"
The woman spoke first, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt for her. "Who told you to eat in the president's office? Do you know he hates this kind of behavior the most? Also, do you have a reservation?"
This woman is still as aggressive as last time. It's a waste of her pretty face.
Shen Zhiyi noticed the work badge on her chest, which had her name and position written on it: Product Designer, Wendy.
What a coincidence, Xiao Lanting's pursuer is actually Gou Xian's employee.
"Answer my question." She glared.
Shen Zhiyi gnawed the chicken feet clean in front of her without any emotion, and then said slowly: "Come back later if you have anything to say. Your president has to eat first."
Seeing that her question was ignored, Wendy became even more angry: "I didn't expect you to be so shameless. After making such a mess in his house, you still have the nerve to come to his house and continue to flatter him."
She suppressed her gaze and sneered at Shen Zhiyi's food box: "You even cooked the meal yourself. Do you think that if you can control his stomach, you can control him?"
The more Shen Zhiyi listened, the more she felt something was wrong. "Which eye of yours saw me hugging his thigh?"
Wendy tapped her fingers on the lunch box. "The meal's already prepared. If this isn't flattery, what is it?"
Shen Zhiyi narrowed his eyes and realized what was wrong.
She slowly looked towards the desk, and when she looked closely, she found that there was a sign there that was a little crooked. She hadn't looked at it carefully just now.
[President: Xiao Lanting]
Oh, no.
Xiao Lanting is actually the president of this company?
What is her brother then?
After thinking for a while, she vaguely remembered that her brother opened a company in partnership.
"Where is Shen Zhixian's office?" she asked Wendy.
Wendy frowned. "What? You knew you couldn't climb that high branch, so you changed your target? I know few of you streamers have the guts to do that."
Shen Zhiyi was speechless.
"Miss, who are you to Xiao Lanting?"
Wendy was stunned by her question: "What does this have to do with you?"
"Then what does it have to do with you what I do?"
Wendy choked and bit her red lips, her brows revealing an increasingly intense anger.
At this moment, Xiao Lanting's low and slow voice came from behind.
Shen Zhiyi saw Wendy giving her a wicked smile: "He's not in a good mood today, just wait to be scolded."
After she finished speaking, she leaned over and looked back.
With his vision open, Shen Zhiyi also saw the man outside the door who was explaining the details to the employees.
This man's attire was different from anything she'd seen him wear before. Back in school, he'd worn a shirt and trousers, but without a tie, which made him look casual. Off campus, he looked even more different. Back then, he'd dressed like a college student, elegant and youthful. But now, his tie was neatly tied at his collar, buttoned meticulously, just below his Adam's apple. His belt outlined his sleek, toned waist, and he exuded a calm, aloof aura.
When he looked over, Shen Zhiyi blinked, but didn't react for a moment, looking a little dazed.
When the others saw her and the chicken feet in her hand, they all showed expressions of surprise and shock.
Wendy said, "Mr. Xiao, this lady brought you some food, but she couldn't help herself and ate it first."
The corners of her mouth curled up, waiting for the show to begin. Everyone in the company knew that Xiao Lanting's office couldn't tolerate the smell of any food other than coffee and water.
Just two seconds later, Xiao Lanting handed the document to the employee next to him: "Just change it according to what I said."
Then he glanced at Wendy: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
As he spoke, he walked to Shen Zhiyi, picked up the food box and put it on the coffee table in the middle, and waved for her to come over.
But he did not forget to glance at Wendy with a cold look, as if waiting for her to speak seriously.
This series of operations happened naturally as if they had happened many times, as if their relationship was very close, like family members.
Wendy was confused.
Shen Zhiyi was also a little confused.
"If you have nothing else to do, go home. Thank you for your hard work." His voice was light and calm.
Wendy was stunned. After a while, she pointed at Shen Zhiyi and then at the food box: "Don't you hate eating in the office?"
“Did I say that?” Xiao Lanting took off his tie and put it aside, then pulled out a chair for Shen Zhiyi to sit down.
Wendy was stunned by this scene and blushed with embarrassment. "Maybe I heard it wrong."
"Please close the door."
Order to expel guests.
Wendy pursed her lips and closed the door fearfully.
When Shen Zhiyi came back to his senses, the man next to him had already picked up his chopsticks to eat.
She wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
"It tastes good, did you make it?" he asked.
Shen Zhiyi shook his head and said blankly: “My dad did it.”
"That's right." The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, as if he was laughing at himself for overthinking.
"Um, teacher, actually this meal..."
"Um?"
(End of this chapter)
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