Chapter 34
It takes almost an hour to drive from the set back to headquarters.
Ciheng returned to the company on time. As soon as he stepped into the headquarters lobby, Lu Fangyang was already waiting for him at the elevator for a special meeting.
Another morning of heated arguments ended, and when I returned to the president's office, I saw a strange figure with his back to the door, carefully wiping the desk.
He was a new intern. When he saw him come in, he greeted him stiffly, "Hello, Mr. Ci," and then lowered his head to continue with his work.
Ci Heng rubbed his temples, which had been swollen from the noise, and glanced around the empty office. These tasks were all done by Wen Zhenni in the past.
The image of her sitting across from the coffee table eating, and her figure standing in front of the table trimming the branches of flowers, seemed to be just yesterday.
Thinking of this, my eyes subconsciously fell to the vase on the table. A bunch of lilies were in full bloom, freshly sprayed with water. The round water droplets shone softly and moistly in the sunlight, making them look very fresh.
Wen Zhenni always said there weren't many varieties of flowers, and even lilies of the same color came in different varieties. But he thought they all looked the same, the subtle differences difficult to distinguish.
Now he was curious and picked up the petals to examine them. He couldn't help but frown, "This isn't the same bouquet as before!"
His voice was low, but the cold, stern aura he exuded was so oppressive that it made the intern shudder. His voice was barely audible, "Boss Ci, these are the imported lilies that just arrived today."
"Where are the original flowers?" Ciheng asked.
The intern's face was pale and his lips were trembling. Looking at his expression again, he couldn't utter a word.
"Answer the question. I'm asking you about the flowers." Ciheng pressed again, his face frighteningly gloomy.
The intern's nose felt sore and he cried, "It's broken. I need a new one."
Ciheng's eyes glared, "Imported lilies! Is this how you squander management expenses? Is this what Li Wei taught you?"
The intern lowered his head even more. "Boss Ci, I was wrong. It was Boss Jiang from Fang Sheng who sent them. She said, she said the original flowers should be replaced."
Although he was timid and almost fainted from fear, he still had some courage. "They said that Mr. Jiang was your classmate and a very good friend. I thought a bouquet of flowers would be fine."
Ci Heng was speechless, finding it ridiculous. She couldn't understand what was going on in her head. "Since you listen so much to Fang Sheng, submit your resignation now and go to the finance department to settle your salary."
The intern clenched his fingers. Since his fate was imminent, the courage to risk everything in his heart only grew stronger. He stiffened his neck and retorted, "I was selected through numerous rounds of selection to get here. Even if you're the president, you can't fire me at will."
Ci Heng was so angry at her retort that he actually laughed. He held his forehead, unable to think of what to say.
Not to mention, she looks quite similar to Wen Zhenni, but also very different.
Seeing the young girl refusing to admit defeat and almost shrinking herself into the crack of the ground, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and tried to make his tone gentle, "Take the flowers."
The intern carefully picked up the vase, tears welling up in her eyes, but her heart couldn't help but chirp wildly.
Who was so wasteful? This is a double-petaled lily. You have to order it a long time in advance and then airfreight it from the Netherlands. Every petal is extremely precious.
"...But the flowers are very expensive." Even though she was scared, she still mustered up her last bit of courage and insisted.
Ci Heng held his forehead heavily, "Okay, take it and cook it with the Dragon Liver and Phoenix Pill."
The intern had been holding back his tears for a long time, and finally they burst out.
Ciheng was speechless for a moment: "..." Is he so scary?
No matter how harsh his words were, Wen Zhenni would always smooth things over without batting an eyelid, and would even talk him back with a smile. Often, by the time he realized what was happening, the man had already taken over his head and continued to bully him.
"I didn't scold you, why are you crying? Your tear ducts are connected to the Pacific Ocean!"
The big devil is worthy of being the big devil. He not only kills people but also destroys their hearts.
The intern wiped away her tears, turned around and was about to leave with the vase in her arms, but the person behind her called out "Wait" again, stopping her.
Ci Heng pointed to the vase in her arms and said, "Take the flowers yourself, and leave the vase."
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Wen Zhenni didn't know that such a wonderful thing would happen after she left Taihua.
When Lucy mentioned the intern matter in the voice message, she had already finished work and was at home, comfortably browsing Weibo and drinking soup.
Lin Nuo came all the way from Zhangyuan just to give her the medicinal soup that her family had cooked for her.
Wen Zhenni sipped the rich, delicious soup and was genuinely surprised after listening to Lucy's story. "When I was his assistant, he probably didn't even recognize the flowers I was replacing. How could he scold me for something as trivial as this?"
"But it happened. The girl was severely scolded for it. She felt very wronged and ran back to the office and cried for a long time." Lucy sighed with a hint of sympathy in her tone.
"We went to comfort her, but she was surprisingly quite strong-willed. She said she wasn't someone who would just take a slap in the face. She felt Mr. Ci was wrong and refuted what he said right away."
There probably aren't many people who dare to confront Tzu-Heng. It's rare for a newcomer to have such courage.
"Little sister, you're right." Wen Zhenni praised her highly. "We're all employees who get paid to do our jobs. We won't accept the boss venting his anger. We must firmly reject any unreasonable demands."
"Actually...it's my fault for not making it clear at the beginning."
Lucy hesitated for a few seconds and lowered her voice. "Ms. Ci thought she had ordered the flowers. After all, they were Isabella double lilies. The shipping cost alone was ridiculously expensive. If it were me, I would be angry too."
The flowers flown in from the Netherlands were indeed a big deal.
"Who sent it?" In fact, there was no need to ask in detail, Wen Zhenni had already guessed who it was, "Jiang Lin."
Lucy: “Yeah.”
Seeing that Wen Zhenni didn't respond, Lucy said cautiously, "I always feel that President Ci's anger this time is somewhat personal."
"What do you mean?" Wen Zhenni didn't understand.
"Tzu-chi only got angry after he found out the bouquet of flowers you bought had been replaced...it shows he cares a lot."
Lucy really wanted to ask her about her relationship with Ciheng, but when the words came to her lips, they always felt a little difficult to say.
She paused, thinking that she could either stick her head out or hide it, so she decided to just go for it. "I'll tell you the truth. On Saturday, at the snack street, Zhu Na saw you and Mr. Ci, and they sent me to find out... Are you and Mr. Ci together?"
"Ah!" Wen Zhenni sometimes feels helpless.
Take the matter of wearing a vest to work at Taihua, for example. She originally planned to come quietly and leave quietly, but who would have thought that she would fall into a ditch on the last day.
"I told you that Mr. Ci and I are friends. Do you believe me?" She knew that making up such a story was a bit of a bully, so she felt a little uneasy.
Lucy understood that she didn't want to talk any more and immediately stopped asking. "I think you can believe it."
Wen Zhenni was afraid that if she continued asking, she would reveal something wrong, so she chatted casually for a while and then found an excuse to end the call.
After she cleared the dishes, the robot Xingxing slid to her feet and gently rubbed her calves.
Because she was going to live in Xiangshan Road for a long time, Ci Yu sent Xingxing over. Now it was sliding around under her feet and running around the room.
Wen Zhenni tapped its cold metal skull with her dry fingers. "Xingxing, do you think your father is the devil?"
Xingxing tilted her head back. After a few seconds of pause, the eyes on the electronic display switched to a flashing pink heart shape, and then she replied in a soft electronic voice: "Mommy is Daddy's baby, Xingxing is Mommy's baby."
Well, it doesn't offend either side, and it also acts cute by the way. I think the program setting must have become intelligent.
Wen Zhenni was amused by the childish yet cunning answer.
"Go play, mom has to take care of her own things."
She curled up on the sofa with the tablet in her arms, and Xingxing followed her with a creaking sound of her joints, just circling around her without saying a word.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of the sensor door lock opening at the entrance.
Wen Zhenni's gaze drifted towards the door, and Xingxing's electronic screen switched to sensing mode, emitting a tone: "Mommy, the access control opening signal has been detected."
Then it dragged its round body and slid quickly towards the entrance.
A moment later, as Xingxing returned, the man who had just finished get off work walked into the living room.
Seeing the figure curled up on the sofa in the warm light, his face illuminated by the flat fluorescent light, Ciheng's tired expression faded. He walked closer while loosening his tie, "Grandma sent someone to bring you some soup. Did you drink it?"
Wen Zhenni nodded: "I've already drunk it."
Ci Heng stopped beside the sofa, his eyes glancing over the tablet in her hand, "What are you looking at?"
"The final trailer of the new drama is out, just take a look." Wen Zhenni sat up straight and pulled him to sit down.
Ci Heng took a quick look at the video. It was clearly an idol drama. She only appeared for a few seconds, but those few seconds were stunning enough.
"Which role are you playing?" he asked.
Wen Zhenni: "The male protagonist's first love when he goes abroad."
He seldom watches TV series, let alone idol dramas.
Wen Zhenni thought he was interested and enthusiastically told him the plot: "Bai Yueguang decided to study abroad for academic purposes. The rich second-generation male protagonist failed to persuade her to stay and broke up with her. Then, when he was emotionally frustrated, he met the female protagonist, and the two began a sweet love story full of misunderstandings."
“That’s pretty much the story.”
Wen Zhenni briefly reviewed the plot and looked at Ciheng, only to see that he had his arms folded and an expression of incomprehension on his face.
She was slightly embarrassed and quietly defended herself, "It's old-fashioned domineering president literature. The tropes are a bit outdated."
Ci Heng frowned. What he wanted to say was, "You're already a rich second-generation, and you still can't get that plane ticket?"
He then launched into a pointed critique: "Ultimately, it's a lack of self-confidence that leaves him unable to withstand even this small test. Furthermore, breaking up so easily just because his girlfriend is going abroad shows he lacks responsibility. Breaking up early is a way to cut losses."
With his casual comment, the male protagonist instantly lost all his charm.
Wen Zhenni was choked and speechless, and could only quibble dryly, "It's all due to the plot needs, to promote the emotional development of the protagonist."
The man next to her didn't buy it at all, "The plot needs to be based on basic logic..."
Just as he started to speak, Wen Zhenni quickly covered his mouth, "Stop!"
Her eyes widened as she snorted in dissatisfaction, "Watching idol dramas is just to kill time, a form of entertainment in life. If you're so picky, 99% of the dramas won't stand up to scrutiny."
The sudden approach of warm breath and coquettish attitude made Ciheng's unfinished words stuck in his throat.
He lowered his eyes and smiled, his gaze lingering on her beautiful eyes. "If nothing else, the director's choice of Bai Yueguang is still very convincing."
"What!"
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