At the last minute, after taking back those companies, Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue parted ways; one went to the company to handle business, and the other went to the laboratory to arrange things.
After returning to the company, Xiao Wujie immediately began to arrange matters related to these enterprises.
For him, these assets were nothing, but for those Chu family members whose interests had been harmed because of Chu Feihong, they were a hot commodity.
This highly sought-after commodity would be incredibly effective in quelling internal strife and winning over hearts and minds.
But how should it be divided? How much will each person get?
How can we ensure that those who profit are both happy and aware of how hard-won these gains are...?
These are things that definitely need to be carefully considered.
After all, the human heart is a complex matter, like a deep abyss where undercurrents surge beneath a calm surface. Simple acts of kindness in times of need are often like a candle in the wind; they may provide warmth for a while, but their lasting light is uncertain.
Many things require not only the gentle touch of a Bodhisattva, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, but also the fierce wrath of a Vajra, like thunder and lightning.
Xiao Wujie was busy until 3 p.m. before he finished making various plans and arrangements. He didn't need to worry about the rest; he could leave it to his subordinates.
He stretched his slightly sore body and neck, then stood up from his seat, walked to the window, looked into the distance, and soothed his tired eyes.
Outside the window, the once bright sky was now shrouded in thick, leaden-gray clouds, as if the whole world had fallen into a kind of oppressive silence.
The wind began to blow, causing the trees to sway gently, swirling up fallen leaves, and occasionally letting out a low rumble.
It was August, and a heavy rainstorm was clearly imminent.
The air was filled with the damp chill of impending rain, which blew into the office through the half-open window, causing Xiao Wujie, who was standing by the window, to hunch his shoulders and cough softly twice.
Lu Zhufeng, who was holding a cup of warm water, walked to his side, handed the cup to him, and then helplessly pulled a thin coat over his shoulders.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Can't he even be aware of his own weak constitution?"
Xiao Wujie, as usual, chose to ignore his words, straightened his coat, and gazed intently into the distance.
Rolling his eyes slightly, Lu Zhufeng noticed his serious expression and preoccupied look, and lazily asked:
"Didn't we just win a battle today? Why do you still look so worried?"
Xiao Wujie paused for a moment after hearing his words, then gently pinched his brow and pondered before speaking:
"I feel a little uneasy..."
He didn't know why, but he always felt that his heart was shrouded in an invisible gloom, and that feeling of unease was like the oppressive atmosphere before an impending storm outside the window.
Even though everything around me seemed normal, I had an inexplicable premonition that something bad was about to happen.
"That's true. You work such long hours, and no matter how much we try to persuade you, you won't listen. You're always on edge, so it's no wonder you can't have peace of mind!"
Lu Zhufeng knew he was deep in thought and guessed he was plotting something again, so he teased him on purpose.
After all, everything around him was normal, and he had not received any adverse news.
He was exhausted after most of the day, yet his mind was still racing. It would be strange if he were healthy; even if he wasn't sick, he would have made himself sick from exhaustion.
"Alright, aren't you tired of thinking so much every day? Take a rest and wait for Miss Chu to come and pick you up."
Seeing that he still looked deep in thought, Lu Zhufeng couldn't help but wave his hand in front of his eyes and interrupt him.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wujie lowered his eyes slightly, calming the turbulent thoughts in his mind. Perhaps he was overthinking it.
The sky outside the window grew increasingly gloomy, and the distant city silhouettes became blurred in the haze.
On the road downstairs, pedestrians quickened their pace, and vehicles were moving more hurriedly than usual.
As a storm approaches, drifting ships yearn to return to a safe harbor.
"Call your sister and tell her not to come over and to go home early today."
With a slight flicker in his eyes, Xiao Wujie whispered to Lu Zhufeng beside him.
After saying that, he walked towards the door, much to Lu Zhufeng's slight surprise. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and gave a slight smile.
"Pass the word out: there's nothing urgent today, everyone can leave early and go home to hug their wives and husbands and go to sleep!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhufeng's face darkened.
I have reason to suspect that you look down on single people!
Then, amidst cheers echoing throughout the company, the two walked out of the company together.
Summer storms always come on strong. On the way back, Xiao Wujie hadn't gone far when he saw a few cool water droplets gently tapping on the car window.
In no time, these scattered raindrops gathered into a dense curtain of water, and the torrential rain rushed in like a thousand horses, instantly submerging the entire world.
Large raindrops connected in lines, striking the roof and surroundings of the car with a deafening sound.
Lu Zhufeng, in the driver's seat, gritted his teeth and cursed, then turned on the windshield wipers, staring intently ahead, slowing down and struggling to move forward in the pouring rain.
Xiao Wujie smiled slightly, leaned back lazily in his seat, and looked with interest at the world outside the window that was blurred into a chaotic mess. Behind the impenetrable curtain of water, one could vaguely see trees swaying in the wind and rain.
The wind and rain were relentless, and going against the wind evoked a sense of "With bamboo staff and straw sandals, I travel lighter than a horse; who cares? Let the rain and mist of life take its course."
Although he thought this way, he didn't say it aloud.
After all, some wild boars are still not fully developed and cannot appreciate fine food; not everyone can be as cultured, refined, and elegant as him.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but rub his forehead.
Damn, I'm even captivated by myself, I'm so damn charming.
Braving the wind and rain, the vehicle took twice as long as usual to finally enter the manor gate, its tires splashing up tiny droplets of water as they rolled over the wet ground.
Through the rain-blurred car window, Xiao Wujie could see the slender figure standing under the porch waiting in the distance.
As the car came to a complete stop, she had already reached the car door with her umbrella. The moment the door opened, her stunningly beautiful face came into view.
She was wearing a white lab coat, probably because she hadn't had time to change out of it after coming out of the lab.
Behind her was a dense curtain of rain, raindrops sliding down the umbrella but not wetting the hem of her clothes.
In the gloomy scene of wind and rain, her figure became the most touching focus.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Wujie got out of the car and gently bumped into her, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist.
Chu Liyue quickly reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, the umbrella in her hand swaying slightly. She stood still, gently stroking his back with her palm, letting him cling to her so tenderly.
Raindrops fell in lines, while the wind howled and whistled past.
An umbrella stands against the wind, creating its own private space, beneath which two captivating figures embrace tenderly...
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