The two people in the office were in a stalemate.
One was always unwilling to accept gifts, and the other was determined not to return any.
Du Xiran never thought that Ye Nanning would become so stubborn one day, and she had no experience in dealing with it. It was impossible for her to scold and chase her away like she did to Du Heruo. Besides, someone was already peeking at what they were doing inside, and if they continued to be in a stalemate, they would probably make a fool of themselves. After thinking it over, she could only pretend to accept the gift: "Okay, you should go back to work."
Ye Nanning then returned to her workstation contentedly. Xu Huan beside her asked, "What are you doing in there? Playing with bags?"
Ye Nanning shook her head and did not tell them the truth. She just glanced into the office and saw that Du Xiran had indeed put the box away before she continued to work with peace of mind.
Du Xiran put the box in order, took a photo, sent it to Zhang Mishuang, and asked her if she wanted it.
The other side called her soon, and Zhang Mishuang asked excitedly: "What's wrong? Honey, are you going to send me a bag?!"
"No, I'm asking you if you want it. If you do, I can give it to you for a small amount of money." Du Xiran said.
"That's not right... Where did you get the bag? It looks quite new. Did you regret buying it on impulse and want to sell it now?" Zhang Mishuang said, then denied herself, "You don't look like someone who buys on impulse. Where did the bag come from?"
Du Xiran sighed: "Someone else gave it to me."
"It's a gift, so it's pretty. Wouldn't it be nice to keep it for yourself?" Zhang Mishuang was puzzled.
"This was given by Ye Nanning." Du Xiran said.
"What? Xiaoye?" Zhang Mishuang covered her mouth in surprise, "Where did she get so much money?"
"That's what makes me confused. How can she, an intern, have so much money? Do you think I can accept this gift?" Du Xiran rubbed his brows. "She still refuses to return the bag. I can only think of cashing in the bag and then giving her the money."
Zhang Mishuang was confused by their actions and asked, "Why did she suddenly give you a bag?"
Du Xiran explained: "She has been quite poor recently, so I... found some excuses to give her a little more money. Maybe that hurt her self-esteem, so she kept saying that she has money and even gave her a bag to prove it. Alas."
Zhang Mishuang laughed: "Is she so stupid? Why isn't this silly girl my intern?"
Du Xiran: "Stop laughing and think of a solution. Do you want this bag? Or see if any of your friends want to buy a bag?"
"I just bought a house and don't have money to buy these consumables." Zhang Mishuang said, "But are you really willing to sell them? Whether it looks good or not is one thing, but this is at least a little gift from Xiaoye."
"If she really has money, then I will definitely keep her kindness, but the key is that she has no money, and I will feel guilty accepting this gift." Du Xiran said righteously.
"Oh, that's right. Let me ask for you then."
After get off work in the evening, Du Xiran was carrying a bag and preparing to go home. As soon as he walked out of the office, he was seen by several sharp-eyed colleagues, who asked with a smile: "Old Du, who gave you this gift?"
Du Xiran didn't want to say in front of so many people that it was Ye Nanning who bought it, and he couldn't say in front of Ye Nanning that he bought it himself. It was really a headache.
She quickly glanced at Ye Nanning's position and saw that she was looking at her eagerly, as if she really wanted her to admit it in person. She sighed in her heart and said to her colleagues, "I'm too late. Let's talk another day."
After saying that, he ran away, leaving his colleagues laughing.
Hu Hanqiao looked at Ye Nanning, and thinking of what happened in the office in the afternoon, she came up with a bold guess.
Tomorrow is the weekend, and Ye Nanning is still staying at her post to work the last bit of overtime before leaving with a few interns.
Because the assessment day is getting closer, the interns are trying their best to perform better. Everyone is shouting against involution, but the general environment is like this, so they can only strive to be the first involution.
Hu Jiaxu was yawning in the elevator and put his hand on Ye Nanning's shoulder. Just as he was about to yawn again, Ye Nanning moved his shoulder away without making a sound.
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Hu Jiaxu asked vaguely, yawning, "Xiaoye, why are you running? I'm not going to eat you."
The others laughed, and Yan Zhenghao asked, "How is your work going recently? Are you nervous?"
"I'm so nervous. I'm afraid I'll be the first one to be eliminated. That would be so embarrassing." said a girl.
"The shame is secondary. It's almost the end of the year and it's hard to find a job. Once I quit, I can only go home for the New Year." said another boy.
Hu Jiaxu continued to yawn. "I'm not nervous. I don't think I'll be eliminated. The VP praised me today and told me to keep up the good work. Xiaoye won't be eliminated either. CEO Du likes her very much. My boss told me that CEO Du praised Xiaoye by name at the meeting."
Ye Nanning looked at her flattered and asked in a low voice: "Really?"
"Well, it should be true. My leader wouldn't lie to me about this. He has always been using you as an example to me." Hu Jiaxu stopped yawning until tears were about to burst out.
"That's great. I also want to be praised by my leader."
"That's because Ye Nanning did a great job. I think Ye Nanning should be able to win the Outstanding Intern Award, right?"
"Then Ye Nanning will have to treat us all, hahahaha."
Several interns kept talking, and Hu Hanqiao looked unhappy because her leader neither praised her nor revealed anything, which made her feel unsure. Then she looked at Ye Nanning who was calm and composed, and she felt sour in her heart, muttering to herself: What's so great about it? It's all praise earned by currying favor with the leader.
The next day, Ye Nanning had probably figured out Du Xiran's schedule on weekends. She got up early in the morning, made something to eat, and then went to write her paper. When it was almost noon, she started preparing lunch.
After dinner was ready, she went to the opposite side and rang the doorbell. No one answered the first time, so she rang it a second time. She didn’t dare to press it again, otherwise Mr. Du would get angry.
After a while, there were footsteps inside, the door unlocked, and Du Xiran lay at the door, half asleep and half awake: "What's wrong?"
Ye Nanning looked down and accidentally saw a little spring light peeking through the collar of her loose pajamas when she bent over. She quickly looked up at the ceiling and said, "Boss Du, it's time for lunch."
"Oh... wait a minute." Du Xiran's brain was slow to react for a few seconds before he turned around to wash his face, brush his teeth, and apply facial skin care.
Ye Nanning waited at the door for a while and found that the living room was a bit messy again. She called out carefully, "Boss Du, can I help you clean up the things on the sofa?"
"Whatever." Du Xiran had completely given up, not caring about his image among the interns at all. He offered his labor for free, so he would rather not use it. "If you want to clean it up, then clean it up."
While wiping her face, she paid attention to the movements outside. She saw Ye Nanning carefully packing the clothes on the sofa, then carried them into the bedroom and asked, "Boss Du, do you usually fold or hang your clothes?"
"The coat is hanging and the underwear is folded." Du Xiran stared in amazement at how skillfully she hung and folded clothes, so much so that she always felt like she had forgotten something.
"Okay." Ye Nanning looked at the tidy wardrobe and sofa with relief.
"Thank you... Wait, I suddenly remembered that these need to be washed." Du Xiran woke up as if from a dream, "Take them out quickly."
Ye Nanning: “.”
Ye Nanning took out all the clothes again, sorted the dry-cleaned and wet-cleaned clothes into different categories, threw some into the washing machine, and packed the rest in bags: "Boss Du, you can just take these to the dry cleaners downstairs when the time comes."
"Good." Du Xiran praised her five-star service. "You are much better than the hourly worker I hired. I don't know if it's because she's a familiar worker. Recently, this worker has been slacking off and has been late several times. I really want to change her, but I'm not familiar with the others, so it's a bit troublesome."
"Is that so? I can..." Before Ye Nanning could finish her words, she was pushed out of the room.
"I'm done. Let's go eat. The food isn't cold yet, right?" Du Xiran couldn't wait to walk over there.
"Not yet. Aren't you going to wait for He Ruo to come back and eat together?" Ye Nan Ning asked.
Du Xiran glanced at her phone and said, "She went out to eat with her classmates and will be back in the afternoon."
Ye Nanning couldn't help but ask: "Which classmate?"
Du Xiran: "I don't know, why do you care about her so much?"
Ye Nanning rolled her eyes and said, "Of course I care about President Du's sister."
Du Xiran laughed: "Forget about her, let's eat first."
"good."
I made two dishes and a soup for lunch. As usual, I received praise from Du Xiran. The two of us almost finished all the dishes.
Du Xiran touched her belly and said, "Looks like I'll have to do it again tonight."
"It's okay, I like cooking."
Du Xiran was stunned, and suddenly looked at her: "Have you ever thought about becoming a food blogger?"
Ye Nanning: "...No."
"You can consider it. Being a blogger is good. You can cook delicious food and make some money. Have I told you about a blogger I follow? The dishes she makes look really delicious. Let me show you the video." Du Xiran enthusiastically recommended her and then opened the video on his phone. "Look at the dish she made. Isn't it mouth-watering?"
Ye Nanning leaned over to take a look. It was just a home-cooked dish. She said awkwardly, "It's... it's okay?"
"Why do you say it's okay? Not only does this blogger cook beautiful dishes, his kitchen is also beautiful, and the countertop is very clean. The key is that he doesn't chatter all the time. He really showcases the pure aesthetics of food." Du Xiran praised.
Ye Nanning felt a little embarrassed. It was not as exaggerated as she said. She said modestly: "I think it's just so-so..."
"Tsk." Du Xiran glared at her. "So you're not as good at dealing with things as this girl. She can have 100,000 fans just by cooking a dish. If you cook it and show your face, you will definitely become popular and make a lot of money."
Ye Nanning: "I don't want to show my face."
"Why?"
"Fear."
“Afraid of the camera.”
"You can say that... I'm afraid of being noticed by many people." Ye Nanning said in a low voice.
"All newbies are like this. It's normal to be embarrassed." Du Xiran opened the blogger's homepage and smiled. "This blogger is probably the same. He hasn't shown his face until now. I'm quite curious."
Ye Nanning blinked: "Are you curious about what she looks like?"
"Well, especially since we've talked a lot recently, we feel like friends." Du Xiran said, putting away his phone and patting her shoulder heavily, "You can think about this suggestion I made again."
Ye Nanning: "......"
After finishing her meal, Du Xiran returned home and turned on her computer to see if there was any work she needed to do. At this moment, a strange woman came to visit her: "Hello, is this Miss Du Xiran's home?"
Du Xiran looked at her suspiciously: "It's me, what's the matter?"
"I'm here to provide you with cleaning services." The woman smiled.
"What do you mean? Where's the original hourly worker? Has he been replaced?"
"No, Miss Ye asked me to come here."
"Ms. Ye?" Du Xiran suddenly shouted to the other side, "Ye Nanning, come out here, what's going on?"
Ye Nanning had just finished washing the dishes. She was still wearing an apron and her hands were wet. She came to the door and explained, "I hired this cleaning lady when I rented the house before. She does her job well and never slacks off. Mr. Du, please let her try."
Du Xiran looked at the new cleaner, then at Ye Nanning, walked to her door in two or three steps, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? How much does this aunt charge?"
Ye Nanning gave a number.
"You really are... I don't know what to say to you." Du Xiran's blood pressure almost soared again. At this moment, a cold touch touched his cheek and passed by quickly.
Ye Nanning used her wet fingers to push away the strands of hair on her cheek: "My hair is all flying away because of anger."
"How dare you say that!" Du Xiran waved his hand, "Hurry up and send them back. Stop wasting money. How many credit cards do you have to spend all that?"
Ye Nanning said with a straight face, "It's too late. This auntie can't cancel. She always requires an appointment. She has been working with me for a long time, so she let us cut in line. And...she has already started packing."
Ye Nanning pointed to the opposite side in a small arc. Du Xiran looked back and saw that the aunt was indeed very quick. She had already taken out the tools and started cleaning. She showed them a very simple smile: "Don't worry, Miss Du, I work very efficiently. If you have children, you can let me take care of them. I can also provide English and Japanese services. I have passed the tenth level of piano."
Du Xiran:!!!
Sure enough, are the services provided at other prices all of this quality?
Du Xiran pointed at Ye Nanning for a long time but had nothing to say.
Ye Nanning looked down at her fingers, which were long, straight and white, and her face blushed slightly.
Du Xiran had no way to deal with her. She turned around and her phone rang again. She answered it and hung up hastily: "I'll settle the score with you later. Can you take me somewhere first?"
"where?"
"I'm going to the airport to meet a client. I don't know when I'll be back. Du Heruo, please keep an eye on him for me."
"good."
The two of them acted separately, and Ye Nanning went downstairs to drive the car.
Du Xiran quickly packed his luggage and said to the cleaning lady, "Give me the bill when the time comes." Then he hurried to the parking lot, but he didn't see Ye Nanning in his car.
She looked around anxiously, and suddenly noticed that the Maserati she had coveted for a long time stopped in front of her. The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Ye Nanning's calm and cold face: "Mr. Du, get in the car."
Du Xiran: “…?”
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