Tong Zhao's vision went black, and her fingers trembled as she didn't dare to open the comments section.
In the past few days, in order to put Shan Song at ease, and also because of his own guilty conscience about going back on his word, he had been obediently avoiding going online. It was Jiang Li who led everyone in the fight. Who would have thought that the originally honest Chairman Shan would take advantage of the situation and do something big to him without even giving a warning?
It's easy to imagine how intense the battle between fans and haters is right now. Tong Zhao gave Shan Song a resentful look, thinking, "What a troublesome birthday boy!"
Dan Song seemed oblivious, half of his body hovering over Tong Zhao's head, his fingers swiping across the screen. After a moment, he smiled with a hint of satisfaction: "Look."
"What are you looking at?" Tong Zhao asked, looking at the screen with a puzzled expression.
The comments section had been opened by Shan Song at some point. Tong Zhao subconsciously looked away, but some words had already been caught by her brain.
Wow, did Zhao Zhao give this to me? It's so sparkly!
[Congratulations on receiving a gift from your wife! [gritting teeth.jpg]]
Hmm? Something doesn't seem right. Let me take another look.
Wishing the Chairman and his wife a long and happy marriage! [Holding out a red envelope.jpg]
[Flattery! Where is your pride in resisting capitalists?!]
[I'm shameless! Mr. Shan and Zhao Zhao are a match made in heaven!]
[Mr. Shan, does your wife have an Alpha? Introduce her to me! I don't want a blood-red woman!]
Superficial, I want to be a solo director!
[Foolish, I want them all!]
Sure enough, what comments that had been reviewed by Director Shan couldn't be viewed? The comment section, which I had expected to be a chaotic mess, was surprisingly harmonious.
But doubts still lingered in his mind. It was unlikely that they would settle down so quickly after only a few days. But even the most impossible things were now unfolding before his eyes.
Tong Zhao quickly realized what was happening and turned to ask, "What are you doing?"
Shan Song smiled slightly: "It's nothing."
It's just a showcase of the results of "military training".
"..."
Although it is unknown how Shan Song coerced and bribed netizens to maintain a calm public opinion, it must not be an easy task to achieve this in just a few days, at least not as easily as Shan Song made it seem.
It seems she wasn't deliberately avoiding him the past few days; she was genuinely busy. Tong Zhao's eyes stung slightly. How could this person surprise her on her birthday?
He caught her arm as she opened it, and gently wiped away the moisture from Tong Zhao's eyes: "My wife has asked me to protect her, wouldn't it make me, Chairman Shan, seem useless if I didn't do my best?"
Dan Song whispered in the ear of the person in his arms, "Now Zhao Zhao can do whatever she wants, she can walk sideways without any problem, and no one dares to question her. Are you happy?"
"Mmm," Tong Zhao swallowed a barely audible sob, "Happy!"
"It's worth it if you're happy. Your husband's efforts haven't been in vain." Shan Song coaxed softly, glancing at the group of people not far away who were having a great time as if they were at home, and whispered, "You don't need to be polite with your husband. Learn from them and be a little more thick-skinned."
Tong Zhao followed his gaze, and the corners of his downturned mouth suddenly curved up. He sniffed, and two tears, about to fall, clung to the corners of his eyes, like deliberately decorated diamonds under the light. Under Shan Song's stare, he softly said "Oh," and then counted on his fingers: "Hitting people, cursing people, being unreasonable, and having a thick skin!"
The air was still for two seconds, then the two looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“You taught me!” Tong Zhao emphasized.
Shan Song didn't deny it, leaning against the corner of the wall and chuckling softly.
"Oh dear, how did you manage to make Zhaozhao shed her little pearls?" Aunt Yuan's voice came from behind the two of them.
After a moment's reaction, Tong Zhao quickly turned her back and used the pine tree as cover to wipe away the tears that had been welling up in her eyes.
Actually, it would have dried almost immediately without being wiped off, but Aunt Yuan came at just the right time, catching them red-handed.
Tong Zhao was pulled to Yuan Yi's side: "What's going on? Is the birthday person bullying someone on their own birthday?"
"No, it was me—" Tong Zhao was interrupted by Aunt Yuan before she could finish speaking.
"Our Zhaozhao put so much effort into preparing a gift for him, and he still made his wife cry! Didn't Zhaozhao give him to Aunt Yuan as payment for his work? Aunt Yuan will teach him a lesson for you!"
Tong Zhao: "..." Although she knew Aunt Yuan was joking, she still felt like Director Shan had taken the blame for something huge, and regarding the payment... Tong Zhao guiltily pulled Aunt Yuan to the corner and whispered coquettishly, "Aunt Yuan, didn't we agree to wait until after my birthday~"
Aunt Yuan looked at the omega who was speaking up for her husband with a half-smile, and after a while raised her hands in surrender: "Alright, I'll let today's birthday boy off the hook for Zhao Zhao's sake."
Tong Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness.
Dan Song's gaze lingered on the two of them for a long time, and a fresh question mark appeared above his head.
Before he could even ask a question, Aunt Yuan had already dragged Tong Zhao into the crowd: "Come on, there's a masquerade ball tonight, let's go find that little kid Su Xuan and get some fun makeup done..."
"Oh, you're here!" Tong Zhao quickly pulled Shan Song along: "Come on, honey!"
Dan Song suppressed his doubts. How could his wife have mortgaged it for him? He must have misheard!
...
After Shan Song's birthday celebration, and with the public outcry subsiding, Tong Zhao was also released from confinement and no longer needed to stay at the manor. She could continue to be Shan Dong's little accessory, or rather, this time, Little Tong.
There was still some time before she joined the production team. Every day, in addition to her regular exercise, Tong Zhao would familiarize herself with the project with her assistant. In the office, it was common to see Director Shan acting as her secretary, serving tea and water. The employees who came in to report on their work were already used to it.
However, the usually inseparable couple did not appear at the company today. What was even more disheartening was that Chairman Shan issued a notice for the third quarter summary meeting early in the morning and called away a group of managers to prepare for the meeting.
When the company suddenly switched back to the stern and impartial Director Shan, everyone was quite unaccustomed to it. From senior management to ordinary employees, they all started gossiping in a large group chat that didn't have Director Shan.
Did Mr. Shan and his wife have a fight?
[Can an argument really turn into this? You know what Shan Dong is like when he's in a bad mood.]
Perhaps Zhao Zhao went to film a movie.
Filming? That means I won't be able to come to the company for several months!
[Young Master Tong, how could I live without you!]
Try to look on the bright side; at least the meeting is after the holiday.
【Aaaaaah... I strongly suggest that CEO Tong come to the company for the year-end summary, and preferably, during my presentation, he should sweet-talk Director Shan and rescue me from this predicament!】
[Seconded!]
Meanwhile, Xiao Tong, who had saved everyone in the company from dire straits, was nervously wringing his hands as he prepared for his first formal, one-on-one business negotiation: "Assistant Miao, can I really do this?"
His assistant was also under immense pressure. This wasn't just "Young Master Tong"; this was his ladder to promotion, his path to the top...
Seeing that his expression seemed even more serious than her own, Tong Zhao comforted him instead: "Don't worry, even if I can't do it, Director Shan will transfer you to another position."
"Really?" Miao Zhu's eyes lit up.
Tong Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Really! Shan Song said you're very capable, and he asked you to mentor me before the transfer—"
Before he could finish speaking, Miao Zhu stood up with an air of confidence: "Then let's go!"
Where are we going?
"Eh... eh, eh?!" He wasn't ready yet!
Is this some kind of high-energy boost?
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