Lu Zhiwei's gaze faltered slightly, thinking he was about to use alcohol as an excuse to commit violence.
Every time she came home drunk from a business dinner, after cleaning him up and giving him a shower, she would carry him to bed and then he would take advantage of her until midnight.
Lu Zhiwei gave up on taking the things from the safe and walked straight to the door.
Shen Jinmo reached out and grabbed her slender wrist. "I want to take a shower!"
His tone was commanding.
Lu Zhiwei pried his fingers apart unhappily, "Go wash them yourself."
She is no longer obligated to bathe him.
"Help me." Shen Jingmo's clear eyes were tinged with mist, and his tone softened, as if he were pleading.
Lu Zhiwei quietly scrutinized him for a few seconds, from beginning to end.
Shen Jinmo seemed to feel like he was being admired like a male model, and he had absolute confidence in his physique.
So, his fingers touched the buttons of the handmade shirt and slowly unbuttoned them one by one.
His muscular chest was slightly open, revealing well-proportioned and firm eight-pack abs.
His finger was about to move to the last pair of pants on his lower body.
Lu Zhiwei stopped her in time: "That's enough. The ones below are too ugly. I'm not going to look anymore. Of course, I won't look for nothing."
After saying that, she pulled a wad of cash from her bag and slapped it onto his angular face: "Tip."
Shen Jinmo sobered up a bit immediately, grabbed her arm and held it tightly, the banknotes in his hand falling to the ground: "Lu Zhiwei, what do you take me for?"
Lu Zhiwei shrugged. "Do you still want me to help you wash?"
"Get out!" Shen Jinmo roared hoarsely, kicking Lu Zhiwei out of the room.
Sitting on the bed, Shen Jinmo's gaze fell on the safe, which had been slightly ajar, and his eyes grew deep.
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The next morning, Lu Zhiwei, dressed in a white business suit, stepped out of a black Maybach and walked into the clothing branch of Lu's Group, bathed in the morning sun.
Lu Yunsheng provided her with a driver and an assistant.
The clothing design department is the main source of revenue for Lu's Group. The department responsible for cheongsam design is just a small branch. Over the years, it has been a retirement department in the group because Lu Yunsheng kept the department after his mother, Su Wan, left, but no one has been assigned to manage it since.
Avoiding the high-level team that would welcome her to the new company, Lu Zhiwei went to the cheongsam design department alone without an assistant.
As soon as I entered the office, I saw Chief Designer Jiang Hao leading the charge, sprawled across the table, wreaking havoc in the canyon.
"Kill! Kill! Kill...Quick, destroy the crystal!"
Lu Zhiwei quietly leaned closer and casually suggested, "We can't push it; the minion wave hasn't even reached it yet. If we charge in like this, we'll be turned around and lose."
"Who the hell are you? If you don't know, don't spout nonsense." The man didn't even look up, continuing to immerse himself in the game.
The game ended when the voice message "defeat" came through on the phone screen.
Everyone in the design department looked up, and the moment they saw Lu Zhiwei, they immediately put away their phones and stood up straight.
Jiang Hao's expression was the most colorful at this moment: "Vice President Lu... Good morning."
The group's company system had already displayed an announcement that the second young lady of the Lu family would be joining Lu's Clothing today, but no one paid any attention to it or even scoffed at it.
A stinking beggar who picks up trash abroad is just here to coast along in the group. How could he possibly manage Lu's Clothing, a top-tier brand both domestically and internationally?
"It's getting late, we've already played five games." Lu Zhiwei's bright face was filled with an unfathomable smile, and she caught a glimpse of his game history screen.
Jiang Hao kept his head down and remained silent.
"I also like playing this game, how about we play together?"
"No, no, no, we still have to go to work." Jiang Hao and the design department employees shook their heads vigorously.
"Don't rush to work. Playing games can lift your spirits, and a good mood helps maintain good design inspiration." Lu Zhiwei pulled up a chair, sat down casually, and then took out her phone and opened the game.
A few minutes later, Lu Zhiwei opened a one-on-one room and let Jiang Hao enter first: "Come on, have a match with me. If you win, your salary this month will double. If you lose, give me ten design drawings today."
She wanted to quickly assess the design capabilities of this department; those with poor skills were unnecessary to keep.
Jiang Hao smiled confidently: "Vice President Lu, don't come back and say I'm bullying you. I'm a top-ranked player in the national server."
"Wow, that's amazing!" Lu Zhiwei pretended to panic for a few seconds.
The employees gathered around to watch the spectacle.
The battle has officially begun.
Jiang Hao's hero had just left the tower and hadn't even had a chance to show off his skills when his health bar was instantly depleted, and he was killed.
He thought he had encountered a ghost. He, a top player in the national server, was being unilaterally and brutally defeated by a little girl, and he was powerless to fight back.
After being resurrected, he played it cowardly, hiding in the grass and waiting for an opportunity to strike. Before he could even show himself, the female assassin controlled by Lu Zhiwei found him and rushed up to hack him to pieces.
The death was gruesome.
The employees, seeing Director Jiang being treated like this for the first time, couldn't help but tease him: "Director Jiang, take it easy, don't give away your life."
Jiang Hao gripped his fingers, clenching his teeth: "Bullshit, I didn't!"
Lu Zhiwei smiled calmly: "You have one last life left. How do you plan to die? Pick a position?"
Jiang Hao glanced at the economic gap between himself and Lu Zhiwei, knowing he had no hope of winning, and simply lay down on the ground... waiting to die.
I've received ten design drafts.
The game ended, and Lu Zhiwei put down her phone, looking at the other employees: "What about you guys, are you going to go one by one or all at once?"
The employees shook their heads: "Vice President Lu, let's go draw up the design drafts now."
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