Chapter 33 What are your plans for the future?
What are your plans for the future?
Two o'clock in the morning, Rongli Capital.
After the celebration banquet, Lin Yue had to rush back to Hong Kong. Before going to bed, he remembered that he had left his computer in the office. He wanted to sleep in in the morning, so he ran to the company late at night.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I ran into Jiang Qingyan and public relations manager Xue Shao.
The two were chatting. Seeing Lin Yue, Xue Shaoxian asked, "Why are you here so late?"
Lin Yue: "Come and get something."
She turned to look at Jiang Qingyan and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, why are you still working overtime so late? Don't you need to accompany the young lady?"
It sounds like a joke, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a little bit of sarcasm.
Xue Shao had known her for many years and was very familiar with the way she spoke, so he naturally heard it. He blinked at her frequently, signaling her not to be impulsive.
Lin Yue simply ignored it.
Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Yue. He didn't answer her question, but said calmly, "Don't you have to catch a flight this morning? Grab your things and go back quickly."
Lin Yue was surprised and looked flattered.
"Boss Jiang still remembered that I had to catch a flight. I thought Boss Jiang was obsessed with Missy and had forgotten about us who worked so hard for the Investment Department. After all, Boss Jiang was pretty harsh on Wen Ruan."
Jiang Qingyan was silent.
It happened to be the weekend, and some of the people who went to Hong Kong had not left yet. Vice President Lin arranged for Lin Yue to go there and accompany the VIP's family members shopping and drinking tea on the weekend. He signed Lin Yue's business trip dispatch form, so he knew her itinerary.
Jiang Qingyan was wearing a black shirt, black trousers, and a black coat tonight. When he didn't speak, his eyebrows were cold, and his dark eyes were gloomy and quite scary.
After all, President Jiang was quite cruel to Wen Ruan...
These words made the air around them stagnate.
Xue Shao pressed the elevator button, and the elevator door, which had been closed, reopened. He stretched out his hand to block the elevator door and said to Jiang Qingyan:
"Boss Jiang, I'll take you down."
Jiang Qing stretched out his legs and stepped into the elevator.
Xue Shao gave Lin Yue a look that said 'don't be impulsive' and then entered the elevator.
The elevator door closed, Lin Yue sneered, turned around and walked forward.
She was a bit aggressive in what she said just now.
It wasn't entirely because she felt sorry for Wen Ruan, but also because she used to admire Jiang Qingyan very much and regarded him as her idol and role model. But tonight, her filter for him was completely shattered, and she disliked him from the bottom of her heart.
In the elevator, Xue Shao carefully considered his words and spoke for Lin Yue cautiously.
"Lin Yue has been spoiled by her family since she was a child. She has her uncle's protection at the company. She has a bad temper and sometimes speaks without thinking. It's not intentional. President Jiang, don't be like her."
Jiang Qingyan lowered his head to look at his phone, his profile stern.
"She was telling the truth. I was indeed cruel to Wen Ruan."
Xue Shao was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.
Jiang Qingyan put away his phone and changed the subject. "All the posts and topics about Wen Ruan are gone. You just said it was someone from Minghe who did it?"
Talking about work, Xue Shao's face turned serious and he said, "Yes."
Wen Ruan's appearance at the celebration banquet caused quite a stir. Before the banquet was over, someone posted the recorded video online.
Xue Shao received an order from Yao Tianyu: no negative comments about him or Rong Li should appear on the Internet.
Jiang Qingyan contacted him privately and asked him to deal with Wen Ruan’s negative trending searches. He would pay for it himself and would be responsible if anything went wrong.
Xue Shao is Rongli's public relations manager, so naturally he has to take care of his job first. He keeps the entire department busy until 1:30 in the morning. After the company's affairs are settled, he is ready to help Wen Ruan deal with the malicious comments on the Internet.
It turned out that all the negative comments about Wen Ruan on the Internet were gone.
After making some phone calls, a close friend in the Haicheng PR industry told him:
"My cousin just joined Minghe's PR department two weeks ago. He said his first job was to remove Wen Ruan's negative trending searches. It's strange that He Zheng would actually help Wen Ruan so much... Keep it a secret. They're not letting this matter get out."
When he heard it was He Zheng, Jiang Qingyan clenched the phone with his bony fingertips.
He Zheng...
He suddenly thought of He Zheng at the celebration banquet.
He said he wanted to apologize to Rong Li for the Chao Ce incident, but since He Zheng appeared, his eyes were almost always on Wen Ruan.
He Zheng, what are you planning on doing to Wen Ruan?
…
He Zheng wanted to take advantage of someone's misfortune, but although he had the will, he lacked the courage.
If he really behaved like a beast tonight, given Wen Ruan's temper, he would be blocked tomorrow, and their friendship would end tonight.
With the last bit of rationality returning, He Zheng got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.
There is no need to be anxious. He has waited for more than ten years. He can afford to wait. With Wen Ruan's personality, even if she loves Jiang Qingyan, after what happened today, she will never look back.
So, his chance came.
Once he marries her, are you still worried about not having meat to eat?
After coming out of the bathroom, He Zheng helped Wen Ruan tidy up her messy clothes, covered her with the quilt, and finally leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
"good evening."
Wen Ruan didn't wake up until ten o'clock the next morning.
She was so drunk that she blacked out. The unfamiliar room made her brain freeze for a long time. The decoration didn't look like a hotel, but more like a small lounge.
The phone was on the bedside table and she reached for it.
She turned off her phone before dinner last night. When she turned it on, the screen was full of messages and missed calls, mainly messages from Zhang Tongtong. Wen Ruan called her first.
"Ancestor, you finally called."
"You sent me a message last night, saying we'd chat later. I waited until midnight, but you didn't contact me again. It was only when Pan Rui saw the celebration party video in their company group chat that I realized something had happened."
"You said you were going there, why didn't you call me? If I were there, I would beat that bastard Jiang Qingyan to death!"
"I couldn't contact you. I was so worried that I almost called the police. Later, Pan Rui ran into your mother in the hospital. Your aunt said you left with a friend."
After the call was connected, Zhang Tongtong started yelling.
Wen Ruan patted Hun Dun's forehead and said, "The phone is turned off."
Zhang Tongtong's focus was not on this. "Ruan Ruan, where are you now?"
Wen Ruan was about to speak when someone suddenly opened the door and came in. She looked up and saw that the person was wearing a black suit and skirt, had short hair that reached the ears, and had a neat and exquisite makeup.
She knew this person, the female manager of the restaurant. It was she who sent her the medicinal wine that she used to drink when she sprained her ankle last night.
When the female manager saw Ruan wake up, she was stunned for a moment, and then a smile quickly appeared on her face.
"Miss Wen, you're awake. Mr. He said you might have to sleep until noon."
Wen Ruan pointed around and asked, "Where is this?"
"This is Mr. He's lounge," the female manager said, and then added professionally, "It's exclusively for Mr. He. You're the first woman to live here."
Wen Ruan: “…”
There is no need to emphasize the last sentence.
"Miss Wen, this is the clothes that Mr. He asked to prepare for you."
The manager gently placed the bag he was carrying on the sofa next to him. "There are new toiletries in the bathroom. If you need anything else, I'll go get some."
Wen Ruan took a look at the clothes and shook his head, "No more, thank you."
When the female manager heard her thanks, she quickly replied, "This is what I should do."
Mr. He is the boss's friend and a major shareholder of the restaurant, so they naturally have to serve the people he brings well.
The female manager didn't delay her from washing up and packing up. Before leaving, she asked again, "Miss Wen, should I bring you breakfast, or would you like to go to the restaurant?"
Wen Ruan: "Just do your thing, don't worry about me."
The female manager hesitated, but finally succumbed to Wen Ruan's stubbornness. "Okay, then I'll have the driver wait at the door. You'll be able to see him when you go out."
"Okay, thank you."
The door closed and Wen Ruan put the phone to his ear again.
The phone was still on, and Zhang Tongtong heard the noise from this side, "Mr. He? Is that He Zheng?"
Wen Ruan: “Yeah.”
She threw back the quilt, got out of bed, put on her slippers, went to the bathroom, and briefly recounted what happened last night.
Zhang Tongtong was surprised and then began to get nervous. "Are you okay? He Zheng didn't do anything to you, right? You two have always been rivals. Why is he suddenly so kind? He..."
Wen Ruan interrupted her, "I'm fine."
Although He Zheng has a sharp tongue, he is a good person. He would not take advantage of others in distress. Besides, she was still wearing yesterday's clothes and did not feel unwell.
Zhang Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief, chatted for a while, and then became melancholy again, "So what are your plans for the future?"
Wen Ruan stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. The person in the mirror had disheveled hair, a pale face, and red and swollen eyes. He looked neither like a human nor a ghost.
"I'll move on the weekend, transfer the house on Monday, and then go out for a walk and relax."
The resentment and hatred in her heart were growing wildly, like signs before a volcanic eruption. She had to go out and relax, otherwise she was afraid that the spring of anger would be compressed too much, and when it hit bottom and rebounded, she would not be able to help but want to commit a crime.
The Yao family has a huge influence in Haicheng, and she has relatives and friends in Haicheng, so she cannot act impulsively.
She had to calm down.
"Relax?"
Zhang Tongtong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became nervous as she thought of something. "You don't want to leave Haicheng, do you? Will you come back?"
Wen Ruan stared at herself in the mirror and said softly, "Of course I'll come back."
She repaid Jiang Qingyan for saving her life, and the grudge between the two was settled, but she didn't owe Yao Man anything.
The day she left Rongli, they should have been two parallel lines. She planned to leave Haicheng and become strangers to them from then on, but Yao Man refused to change her ways and insisted on having sex with her.
She doesn't owe Yao Man anything, so why should she run away?
She will come back.
The fundamental reason why Yao Man plotted against her again and again was that she cared about the three years she spent with Jiang Qingyan. Since she cared about her, she had to come back and disgust her to death.
What are you coming back for?
She planned to go to Minghe, and see if He Zheng still dared to accept her.
Zhang Tongtong was relieved when she heard that she would be back. "It's good to go out and relax, but is it so urgent? Why don't you wait a few days until Pan Rui's mother is discharged from the hospital and I will go with you?"
Wen Ruan refused, "I can do it myself, don't worry about me, just take care of yourself."
Zhang Tongtong's life has been in turmoil recently, and she really wants to go out and relax, but she really can't leave.
"Okay, then take care of yourself and report to me every day."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Ruan found He Zheng's number and called him.
It took a long time for the other end to answer the call.
"Hello?" The voice was hoarse and a little breathy, obviously still sleeping.
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