Chapter 121 Who Surrounded You?
Song Yilin hung up the phone.
As I lay in bed, preparing for sleep, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Xu Qingmin was acting strangely.
It's a bit like how he was when he was angry with her back in school, but he used to express his dissatisfaction directly to her. Now he seems to have become more reserved and learned to suppress his emotions, but he still instinctively gets unhappy.
Song Yilin picked up her phone to send a message to Xu Qingmin.
I stared at the chat box for ages but couldn't type a single word.
She really didn't know how to tell Xu Qingmin.
She had nothing to do with Chen Yan, and she had nothing to hide. If she explained too much, Xu Qingmin would be more likely to overthink things.
I typed a few words, then deleted them.
I simply turned off my phone screen.
Jianghai City.
Xu Qingmin stared at Song Yilin's chat window on his phone, typing away, but no message was sent.
I gave a bitter smile to myself.
It turns out that no matter how much time has passed, the thorn that was there before has not been removed, but has remained hidden deep in his heart.
The problems between the two had always existed, but they were overlooked because of his love and his persistence.
Only after the message he had been typing disappeared did Xu Qingmin get up and look at the bustling traffic downstairs.
I turned around and saw that the light in my daughter's room was already off.
He seems to have everything, but it seems he has never truly possessed anything.
He silently poured himself a glass of whiskey, went out onto the balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked up at the starry sky. The city lights made it impossible for him to see anything except the stars that Song Yilin had mentioned before, the Altair and Vega.
Now I suddenly understand the Cowherd a little. If he could keep her, what's wrong with using some tricks?
But he also knew that if he did that, Song Yilin would drift further away from him.
He was doing very well in everything, but he couldn't do anything about Song Yilin. Even now that they had a child, lived together, and were about to get married, he still felt that Song Yilin was someone who could leave at any time.
First thing in the morning, Song Yilin checked her phone to see if Xu Qingmin had sent any messages.
Seeing so many unread messages, but none from Xu Qingmin, I felt an indescribable sense of loss.
She knew about this matter; her plan hadn't been comprehensive enough, but it didn't warrant a formal apology to Xu Qingmin.
I got up, took a moment to calm myself down, and headed to the fuel vehicle shop in Binzhou.
Wang Qianqian seemed to know she was coming and had prepared her favorite fruits in advance.
Song Yilin ate fruit while observing the situation in the store.
Wang Qianqian was very relaxed, leaning against the edge of the sofa eating fruit, and said indistinctly, "When I came to Binzhou from Jianghai City, I thought we wouldn't have the chance to sit and chat together anymore. I didn't expect that you would come to Binzhou quite a few times in just a few months."
Song Yilin was a little lost in thought: "I don't want to fly either. It's tiring to keep flying around. Qianqian, do you think there have been any changes since the store implemented a 6-day monthly holiday?"
When it came to work, Wang Qianqian became serious, got up to get a laptop, and handed it to Song Yilin.
"These are the data from the personnel survey during this period. To put it simply, the more holidays lazy people take, the lazier they become. What motivates them more is their inertia. But diligent people will try their best to finish their work on the day before their rest, which does not affect their work at all. In fact, their efficiency is higher."
Song Yilin quickly flipped through a few pages; the data was done very well, and every employee had observed it carefully.
"You are a useful person in the personnel department."
Wang Qianqian took back the notebook, closed it, and said proudly, "Of course, it doesn't even matter who hired them."
Looking at her busy employees, Song Yilin realized that she could finally rest for a few more days. Indeed, busy people are very busy, and lazy people are very lazy.
"Qianqian, do you think it's still necessary to push this matter forward?"
Wang Qianqian shook her head: "I don't know. Actually, for the store, the performance hasn't changed. With the implementation of six days off per month, we are more likely to recruit capable people than many stores in the industry. But now, it's difficult for car dealerships to recruit people. The job market is so tough right now, yet we still managed to recruit. So, if I were an employee, I would really like to rest for two more days, but as the boss, I definitely don't want to rest for two more days."
Song Yilin fell into deep thought after hearing Wang Qianqian's words.
A group of people suddenly appeared downstairs, and in the middle of the crowd was Chen Yan, who had eaten with her yesterday.
This person is like a persistent ghost.
Wang Qianqian pointed to the people downstairs: "Chen Yan from Lijiang Group? What's he doing here? I'll go and meet him."
Song Yilin stopped Wang Qianqian: "No need, he came to see me. You're heavily pregnant, just stay put, it'll be fine."
Song Yilin silently rolled her eyes.
Suppressing his displeasure, he slowly walked down the steps: "Mr. Chen, what brings you to our Xin'ao Group's store?"
As soon as Chen Yan saw her, he opened his arms to hug Song Yilin, but Song Yilin blocked him with her hands. Chen Yan could see the rejection and disgust in Song Yilin's eyes, so he did not insist on hugging her.
His unrestrained manner and brazen gaze as he stared at Song Yilin's face suggested that if no one else was around, Chen Yan could have hugged Song Yilin and given her a good kiss.
The more Chen Yan looked at her, the less intimidated she became, and she allowed him to look at her freely.
"Chen Yan, these are some people. Staring at me, a married woman, isn't that a bit impolite?"
Chen Yan put his index finger to his lips, a mischievous smile curving his lips: "You're not a married woman, you're a widow. And nowadays there's no such thing as a chastity arch. As long as you're not married, I can see you like this: a beautiful and virtuous woman, sought after by gentlemen."
"But you are not a gentleman."
"Yes, I am not a gentleman, that's why I'm pursuing you."
Song Yilin felt like a scholar encountering a soldier, unable to reason with him.
Ignoring Chen Yan, she turned and went upstairs, but Chen Yan followed her upstairs.
Song Yilin stopped Chen Yan from taking another step forward with a look.
Chen Yan immediately kept a certain distance from Song Yilin: "Don't misunderstand, I'm just sharing with you who planned the blockade of your group."
Song Yilin tapped the stair railing a few times with her hand.
It's a matter of whether Chen Yan is just fooling her or if he truly has concrete evidence.
Wang Qianqian stepped forward and broke the silence: "President Chen, since you're here, why don't you come to my office for a cup of tea?"
Chen Yan bypassed Song Yilin and went straight into Wang Qianqian's office.
Wang Qianqian was speaking out of line, and Song Yilin knew that if Wang Qianqian didn't step in, the more people would gather to watch the drama unfold.
Song Yilin then entered Wang Qianqian's office.
Wang Qianqian made several cups of tea for Song Yilin and Chen Yan.
"Mr. Song, this is your favorite Pu'er tea. Mr. Chen, we don't know what you prefer, so we can only offer you this Pu'er tea. We hope you won't find it offensive."
Chen Yan picked up the small Kung Fu teacup and blew on it: "I didn't expect my taste to be so compatible with Song Yilin's. President Song, you also like to drink Pu'er tea?"
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