Time can make one have a clear conscience and can detect the source of doubts
Time can make one have a clear conscience and can detect the source of doubts
The heartache is less severe, but there is more confusion. This kind of indecision is exactly when you need a "military advisor".
Jiandan described the situation to "Spit Star", and "Spit Star" soon had the answer, "As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and no gold is pure. This world is full of probabilities, nothing is 100%, so I can only tell you what I think is the high probability. Shanren thinks the high probability is a misunderstanding. After all, you never asked him why he draws his eyebrows. To you, it's a dream, a past life, and fate! But for him? How can a grown man, single, like this? Even if he likes it, hasn't he practiced before? If you have practiced, where did you practice, and how did you practice? Do you know all these beautiful women?"
"So these misunderstandings are just probabilities, according to you? How can we be sure?"
Spitfire replied quickly but didn't answer the question. "As far as the current situation is concerned, what's important isn't the certainty. These probabilities will eventually become clear. What's important is 'a clear conscience!'"
"A clear conscience? Isn't that the explanation for my dream?"
"The hermit counted on his fingers, and this is it! I've always said that the doctor is restraining his emotions. This precisely shows the contradiction, the contradiction of wanting to love but not being able to love. The ultimate solution to this contradiction is to have a clear conscience. Follow the heart to care and give; follow the brain to restrain and suppress. This is his clear conscience!"
"Why are you so sure? And you keep saying he restrains his emotions. It's just that in this barrier-free age, being blind isn't that inconvenient. Would he mind that so much? I don't mind at all!"
"Just because you, Princess Yue, don't mind doesn't mean he doesn't mind! Someone who loves you will care about so many details! What's more, this isn't all there is to it. He must have another huge mountain weighing down his feelings!"
Faced with another standard "spit" punctuation, Xue Jiuyue cooperated very well, "What else?"
“Empathy!”
"Empathy?"
"Yes, it's transference! There's a case in the history of psychology where Breuer treated Anna O. Because of this transference, Anna O fell hopelessly in love with Breuer, forcing Breuer to stop treating her. So I imagine the doctor would also suspect that your feelings for him are due to transference. He's afraid that you'll fall in love with him because of transference. If he takes the initiative again, it will completely blind you to the truth! And it would be a serious violation of professional ethics."
Xue Jiuyue had read the case mentioned by "Spitting Star" in a book before, but she never thought that it would be related to herself at that time. But now that it was mentioned, it brought up deep thoughts.
There was no result. Xue Jiuyue asked what was on her mind, "But these are just your guesses! It's very likely that you are inferring the reasons based on wrong judgments. Do you have any basis for it?"
"It's true there's no basis for this, but my judgment that the doctor restrained his emotions isn't wrong, as my lady says! Isn't Princess Yue the same?"
Xue Jiuyue was stunned. Wasn't that right? She could have been more proactive, so why was she hesitating? But now...
"The question is what to do now? I even said harsh words on purpose before I left."
"Leave it to time. Have a clear conscience. At least give yourself time to question yourself. You need to be able to clearly understand why you like him—this is the question of identifying transference! Once you have the answer, all the previous probabilities will become a conclusion. Then everything will have a result! Amitabha, well done, well done..."
But what else could he do if he didn't leave time for it? This was probably the only thing Xue Jiuyue could do right now. If he had to do something else, it would be to play cards...
A night of sleep can always heal wounds. In the clear morning light, the radiant Ke Yike saw the energetic Xue Jiuyue. A smile between them marked a new beginning.
“Ahem…”
The iconic greeting brought a basically unchanged breakfast. Xue Jiuyue raised an eyebrow and looked at Ke Yike, who had not left the opposite side.
"Sister Yue, I have something to report to you."
Xue Jiuyue was a little nervous. "What's wrong?"
"Our business has been much better recently..."
"A raise? Sure!" Xue Jiuyue answered quickly.
Ke Yike narrowed his eyes and smiled in a cool and handsome way.
Xue Jiuyue was puzzled, "Why, are you not satisfied?"
"It's not Sister Yue, it's that we discovered that there were so many customers all of a sudden, so today Zhou Ying and I decided to go and find out what's going on."
"Oh!" Xue Jiuyue's heart finally settled down. "How are you going to investigate?"
"I looked at Yiyi's statistics, and they're mostly takeout orders, which started to increase dramatically on Monday four weeks ago. I borrowed Xiaofei's electric scooter and planned to pick a few relatively frequent takeout addresses to check out."
"Actually, I can roughly guess what the situation is..." Xue Jiuyue was about to express her thoughts, but she remembered the probability theory of "Spitting Star". "But you should go and check it out to confirm it, in case you guess wrong."
"What's your guess?" Ke Yike asked curiously.
Xue Jiuyue didn't tell him, "Telling you in advance will affect your objective judgment. Recently, there are more young women in the store during the lunch break on weekdays and after get off work in the evening. If you make a sacrifice and go and chat with them, you should be able to gain something."
"Why me?"
"With great appearance comes great responsibility!"
Just as Ke Yike was about to act cool, Xue Jiuyue added venomously, "It's mainly because there's no male cockroach in the store except you, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn!"
Maybe Xue Jiyue was poisoned by the "Spit" poison without knowing it. This "knife" made Ke Yi laugh and cry, "Sister Yue, I'm so sad..."
"The salary increase you just mentioned still stands!"
"I'm resurrected with full health!"
A little joke that completely cleared away the residue of yesterday.
Like most people, Ri Tou walked along the same route every day, taking in the same scenery and savoring the same ordinary life. But if you look closely, Xue Jiyue's ordinary day is slightly different from the others—she occasionally chats with Lin Yiyi, Zhou Ying, and the others, glancing at her phone in the background.
As the dullness of the day gradually came to an end, Ke Yike brought the results of his extraordinary day.
“Ahem…”
"explain!"
"Sister Yue, I followed four orders, and those customers are all employees of the same company! And the girls in our store are also from that company! Guess which company it is?"
I ignored him, turned my head away and looked out the window, muttering to myself, "It's getting dark, I should go home soon..."
Ke Yike confessed decisively, "I'm an employee of Jianru Group! Mr. Qian's Jianru Group."
"oh."
"Oh! Sister Yue, why aren't you surprised?"
Xue Jiuyue not only did not answer, but asked: "Isn't Mr. Qian your brother Jun? Is he reappointed as Mr. Qian today?"
"Ahem..." After clearing his cough awkwardly, Ke Yike looked around and said something else, "Sister Yue, did you guess it a long time ago?"
"Yes!"
"Aren't you touched?"
"Should I be touched? I covered my mouth with my fists and my eyes were full of stars?" After making things clear yesterday, Xue Jiuyue and Ke Yike spoke more easily today, as if they were back to the past.
"Aren't all the other girls like this?"
"Have you seen it? You must have watched too many TV dramas! You're still moved, I'm lucky I didn't lose my temper. I wanted to talk to Mr. Qian last week, but he was on a business trip. We went to the music festival this weekend. It's not appropriate. And I also want to see if there will be any more tricks later. I have to ask him what he means when I see him these two days."
"Sister Yue, money, isn't Jun-ge also kind-hearted..."
"Does kindness always lead to good things? Is kindness always appropriate? Can kindness be spent as money or as a shield?" Xue Jiuyue was afraid of saying too much, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, your salary won't be affected."
"Ahem..." Ke Yike was so anxious that he almost choked. "Sister Yue, that's not what I meant. Although I also, well, Jun Ge... I think Jun Ge cares about you and is trying to please you in various ways."
"I know! Mr. Qian, and you are both very attentive to me, which is great! I am very touched and grateful. But I will feel very tired, so tired that I can't bear it! I will feel that I owe a lot of debts, and I can't pay them back. That's why I told you clearly that I don't want you to be so nice to me anymore. Wouldn't it be nice if we could just be as relaxed as before?" Xue Jiuyue took the opportunity to talk to Ke Yike more thoroughly.
Hearing this from Ke Yike only reinforced Zhou Ying's statement: her approach was wrong and she was too hasty. Naturally, there was still hope. Ke Yike suppressed her excitement and said as naturally as possible, "Okay, I promise to change! But whether you accept me or not, you're still my benefactor, my Sister Yue, and it's only right that I treat you well!"
"There's no such thing as shoulds or shouldn'ts. Don't dwell on those trivial things. Pay more attention to the people around you. Find someone you love and who loves you back. That's happiness! Got it?"
"Yes, sir!" Ke Yike answered mischievously, but he didn't dare to say "Aren't you the person next to me?"
The number of customers had indeed increased, and Ke Yike and the others were busier. Although she spoke harshly, Xue Jiuyue could actually sense Qian Jianjun's good intentions this time, and she didn't have the heart to call Qian Jianjun out specifically to discuss this matter. She could only wait for Qian Jianjun to be free to chat and find an opportunity to bring it up.
Fortunately, this opportunity came the next day.
"Hello, Xiaoyue. The trial run of our group's e-commerce platform has shown promising results recently. I've been so busy that I rarely come to see you. Now that it's finally over, I'm thinking of returning to the team right away." Although Qian Jianjun was exhausted, his eyes were still burning.
"Mr. Qian, you are busy with important matters. You don't have to worry about such a small matter all the time."
"Xiao Yue, this is not right. People work hard during the day just to sleep peacefully at night; they work hard day and night just for the merits and demerits written on their epitaph after death! I run around here just to have a good rest here with you..." Qian Jianjun still held back from saying anything more straightforward.
"Did you come back just for the music festival that day?"
"No, I just happened to come back for the weekend."
Xue Jiuyue smiled and said sarcastically, "Yeah, the songs have been rehearsed in advance. It would be a shame if you didn't come back in time. Tell me about it."
"Oh, that's even more of a coincidence. I've wanted to play music with Keke before. He wrote a lyrical song, which is the one we sang that day. I wrote an original rock song, which is the one we all sang together later. We hadn't originally planned to perform it together, but when I saw you embarrassed that day, I was thinking about how I could help you out or attract your attention. Suddenly, an idea came to me, and I felt that it could be a seamless combination. The lyrics were not originally like that. I made them up at the last minute, so there are only a few lines that we sing over and over again."
Qian Jianjun's argument was logical and flawless. But Xue Jiuyue's focus today wasn't on that. "Anyway, I really want to thank you, Mr. Qian. For so long, you've taken care of me in every way, helping me out when I was struggling, worrying about my business failing, and helping me find solutions. I'm truly grateful."
"Well, it's what I should do, friends..." When Qian Jianjun came to his senses, he saw Xue Jiuyue looking at him with a playful smile. After a moment of hesitation, he confessed, "You know?"
"I remember our agreement clearly stated that we would not accept any gifts, cash gifts, or securities..."
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyue, that's not the case." Qian Jianjun didn't dare wait for Xue Jiuyue to finish. He was afraid of hearing a bad verdict, so he rushed to explain: "Our group's board of directors decided that in order to encourage employees to go out to do business, field employees can be reimbursed for takeout orders of coffee and light meals. But we are also worried that employees and merchants will collude to commit fraud. The board of directors unanimously decided to find a trustworthy coffee shop as a designated partner, so I recommended this place. I didn't tell you in advance because I was afraid you would think too much. In fact, you are helping me and our group by motivating employees while also taking on the responsibility of supervision."
"So you still have to pay me a salary?"
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