Chapter 46 That little rascal is really torturous.
Shen Jingni had no idea how this man could say such lewd things so seriously.
Ha, I was just deliberately giving her the runaround.
She stared at him expressionlessly for two seconds, then stopped calling him "brother," and slowly got up, making a move to get out of bed.
"Forget it, I knew no one would care about me."
He looked as if he had been heartbroken and was extremely aggrieved.
Zhao Zonglan stood in front of her, watching calmly as she struggled to put on her slippers.
Underneath her nightgown, a glimpse of her snow-white legs occasionally peeked out, their skin bearing suggestive marks, and they even trembled slightly when they touched the ground.
He reached out to hug her.
Shen Jingni refused with a straight face, "Excuse me, I need to go wash up."
Zhao Zonglan raised an eyebrow and asked in a calm voice, "Are you sure you don't want me to carry you?"
She gave a defiant snort and walked right past him in her slippers.
His legs were so weak that he hadn't taken more than a few steps when he collapsed and knelt on the carpet with a "thud".
She braced herself on the ground, both embarrassed and angry, and began to berate him in a soft, delicate voice: "Zhao Zonglan, you beast in human clothing, waaaah... It's all your fault, you've made me like this..."
Zhao Zonglan finally understood; this little thing always had a variety of reasons to scold him.
The consequence of being disobedient is suffering.
With a hint of a smile in his eyes, he slowly stepped forward, wrapped one arm around her waist, and easily pulled her into his embrace from the carpet.
"I'll carry you to wash up. Behave yourself."
Shen Jingni stopped making a fuss.
They were too exhausted to make a scene.
It was almost seven o'clock when we had dinner.
Shen Jingni is a slow eater; she not only eats slowly and in small amounts, but she is also a picky eater.
I won't eat this or that.
Right now, she was slowly eating the coconut milk millet porridge in her bowl, looking listless and without much appetite.
Zhao Zonglan: "It took Miss Shen half an hour to finish a small bowl of porridge. She's quite impressive."
Shen Jingni glared at him, pouting, and said, "It's too hot! What's wrong with us fairies eating a little slower?"
Older men tend to be sarcastic and unpleasant.
Zhao Zonglan remained calm, revealing no emotion.
He naturally didn't have the patience to feed her.
At this moment, Chang An came over to ask, "Sir, Secretary Gu has arrived. Should we have him wait for you in the study?"
Zhao Zonglan glanced at the person who was eating listlessly, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "Let him come to the restaurant."
Gu Qian is the chairman's secretary and head of the secretariat office of Jingyao Capital Group. He is responsible for overall coordination and the collection and refinement of information from inside and outside the group, and then reporting it to Zhao Zonglan in a timely manner.
The main purpose of this visit is to report on the progress of the group's important projects.
Shen Jingni didn't see Secretary Gu when she went to Jingyao last time, so she couldn't help but sized him up now.
Gu Qian was around thirty years old, slender and refined, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, a well-tailored suit, and carrying a briefcase. He was capable and energetic.
"Chairman Zhao, this is a list of domestic SMEs involved in the 'Enlightenment Project.' Please take a look."
The Qiming Plan is a merger and acquisition project by Jingyao Capital in the domestic precision machinery and industrial manufacturing sector. Jingyao plans to expand into high-tech physical manufacturing over the next two years.
Zhao Zonglan took the list he handed her, but didn't rush to look at it. Instead, she glanced at Shen Jingni and met her scrutinizing gaze. Her voice was a little cold: "Let's eat."
"oh."
Shen Jingni lowered her head sullenly and continued to scoop up the porridge and drink it.
She was just curious about how the secretary of a large corporation worked; why was he being so fierce?
tyrant.
She gritted her teeth angrily and said, "Fine, I'll eat it."
Seeing that she had finally behaved a bit, Zhao Zonglan's attention turned to the lists.
He leaned back in his chair, relaxed, his gaze sharp and cold. "What's going on with this Weiyan Technology?"
“This company mainly engages in the research and development of military simulation and combat command systems,” Gu Qian said nervously, pushing up his glasses and trying to recall. “They have strong soft power and excellent qualifications, but it’s a family business, so it took a while to sign the contract.”
Who signed it?
"CEO".
Zhao Zonglan generally doesn't interfere with the acquisition of small and medium-sized enterprises.
At most, we'll just look at a summary report like this.
Military enterprises with strong soft power like these have seen significant improvements in profitability in recent years, so selling off company shares at this time seems somewhat unwise.
However, it was just a small company, so he didn't take it to heart and only asked Gu Qian to verify the equity issue again.
Gu Qian nodded and said, "Regarding that technology industry project in California, Mr. Patrick Harvey, the head of the other group, called and said he would like to meet with you. You can decide the specific time."
Zhao Zonglan: "Hmm."
Shen Jingni couldn't understand what they were saying, but she felt that Zhao Zonglan's face was cold and a little scary when he talked about work.
Secretary Gu has had a tough time.
After Gu Qian left, Shen Jingni finally finished the porridge in her bowl.
She looked at the man smoking by the window and said in a crisp voice, "Zhao Zonglan, I'm going home tonight."
"Otherwise, my parents will worry."
She told Ms. Xu that she was going back today.
Zhao Zonglan turned around, his gaze fixed on her with a deep look, seemingly somewhat displeased.
"The traditional Chinese medicine doctor I invited from Yangzhou will be here later. I'll have him take a look at you."
Traditional Chinese medicine? Yangzhou?
Oh, the one Yong Jae-eui recommended.
Shen Jingni frowned, slammed her chopsticks on the table, and her temper flared up. "I don't want to see any traditional Chinese medicine doctors, they're so annoying."
"I want to go home."
She got up and left with a cold expression.
Fortunately, I ate something earlier to replenish my energy, so I didn't fall.
Soon all that remained was his angry back view.
Zhao Zonglan paused slightly as he put the cigarette in his mouth, then frowned and asked Chang An, "What's she angry about now?"
This little guy's temper is growing; he even dared to throw his chopsticks at him now.
Chang An: "...Perhaps, Miss Shen doesn't like seeing traditional Chinese medicine doctors...?"
Sir, aren't you making things difficult for him? He's a single guy, how would he know why?
Zhao Zonglan thought that he must have spoiled her too much these past two days.
If this continues, it won't be long before they start taking advantage of him.
You can spoil her, but you can't indulge her bad temper too much.
Chang An kept his head down, afraid of being questioned again.
A moment later, he had to ask again, "Should we send a car to take Miss Shen?"
Zhao Zonglan took a drag of his cigarette, his expression indifferent, and turned to walk upstairs. "She has such a bad temper, let her figure it out herself."
What should I give as a gift?
She was spoiled.
Chang An paused for a moment, then continued, "But the weather forecast says it will rain tonight and the temperature will drop. Miss Shen's health isn't good to begin with, and if she gets cold..."
Zhao Zonglan's handsome brows furrowed slightly.
He stood on the steps, exhaling smoke rings with some irritation.
"Send a car to take her back."
You little rascal, you're really tormenting me.
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