Chapter 7 Mrs. Jin or Secretary Jiang, who would you choose?
Jiang Xingyao's afternoon interview still didn't go well.
When she left the last company, she encountered an even more unlucky person, Jiang Cancan.
She was chatting and laughing with the company's manager when she turned around and saw Jiang Xingyao. She exclaimed in surprise, "Sister, what are you doing here?"
She was wearing a pure white dress again today, a different style than last time, but the color still made her face look innocent and naive.
It resembles a pure white camellia, untouched by the dust of the world.
Their eyes met, and Jiang Xingyao felt that Jiang Cancan's eyes were filled with silent mockery, laughing at her disheveled and fruitless appearance after running around all day.
Her relationship with Jiang Cancan was never considered good.
Jiang Xingyao ignored her and was about to walk past her when she heard the person in charge who was talking to Jiang Cancan say, "Secretary Jiang, is this young lady your sister? She's here for an interview at our company."
"You know what a mess this is. If we had known it was Secretary Jiang's sister earlier, we wouldn't have..."
“I don’t know her.” Hearing this, Jiang Xingyao already guessed what the person in charge was going to say, and she interrupted him directly.
She accepted whatever the company's reason for rejecting her.
But the other person was trying to curry favor with Jiang Cancan because of her words, "My sister gave me a chance," which disgusted her.
Jiang Cancan said, "Sister, you don't need to be so hostile towards me."
You've been a full-time housewife since graduation, and you don't have much work experience this past year, so finding a job is indeed not easy.
But we're sisters after all, so I can help you if you need it.
Jiang Xingyao stopped in her tracks and glared coldly at Jiang Cancan: "I didn't know that thieves could shamelessly shout in front of the culprit? May I ask Secretary Jiang, this workplace elite, if you still remember how you got your position?"
"Ms. Jiang, aren't you being a bit too harsh? Everyone knows that Secretary Jiang is President Jin's right-hand woman. Aren't you afraid of offending President Jin?" The person in charge stopped him directly when he saw that things were getting out of hand.
Jiang Xingyao laughed and said, "Really? Your right-hand man? That's impressive. But Jiang Cancan, did you forget to tell him who your CEO Jin's wife is?"
Only a small group of people in the industry knew about her marriage to Jin Qingyu.
Jin Qingyu has never brought her to any social occasions.
Even the wedding was hastily ended because Jin Qingyu was late, so how many people actually know what Mrs. Jin looks like?
Previously, Jiang Xingyao always felt that as long as she and Jin Qingyu lived their lives well, that was enough, and it didn't matter what others thought.
But looking at Jiang Cancan today, dressed in pure white as if untouched by the world, she suddenly felt a little tempted to use the identity of Mrs. Jin.
She wanted to see which one was more important, Secretary Jiang or Mrs. Jin.
It would be best to make a big scene and let Jin Qingyu's mistress suffer some grievances. Maybe when he gets back, he'll sign the divorce agreement in a fit of anger.
The person in charge's eyes widened upon hearing Jiang Xingyao's words. He asked in confusion, "What... what's going on? Secretary Jiang, your sister is really..."
Their company has always wanted to get on board with the Jin family's coattails, but if they really reject Mrs. Jin...
Jiang Cancan remained silent for a long time before Jiang Xingyao said again, "You don't believe me? Why don't I show you our marriage certificate?"
When she married Jin Qingyu, her girlish feelings were impossible to hide. She even took countless photos of their marriage certificate and kept them on her phone. Thinking about it now, it's really funny.
Jiang Xingyao reached for her phone, but the person in charge quickly stopped her: "No need, Mrs. Jin. It was my fault just now. I didn't understand the situation and said the wrong thing. Please don't blame me, Mrs. Jin."
Putting aside Jiang Xingyao's confident attitude, Jiang Cancan's silence alone has already confirmed her identity.
Jiang Xingyao glanced at the thick stack of contracts in Jiang Cancan's hands: "It's fine if you don't blame her, but don't let her sign these contracts. Let Jin's Group have someone else sign them."
"this…"
The man hesitated for a moment, then Jiang Cancan frowned and said, "Sister, please don't be unreasonable. Even if you don't like me, you can't joke about business. What if President Jin finds out..."
"Then let him know." Jiang Xingyao didn't care; all she wanted was for Jin Qingyu to know.
"Sister, you've really gone too far." Jiang Cancan clutched her chest, her voice filled with grievance, looking as if she couldn't breathe properly.
Jiang Xingyao shrugged indifferently: "That's going too far. What if I said I plan to follow you around and prevent you from signing a single contract? I believe Jin's partners would be willing to give me, Mrs. Jin, some face. What do you think, sister?"
Her marriage with Jin Qingyu was a mess in private, but outsiders didn't know. As long as she could prove her identity as Mrs. Jin, that was enough.
Since her goal is simply to get a divorce, there's really no need for her to pretend to be some dignified and kind Mrs. Jin.
"You!" Jiang Cancan was furious.
She knew that Jiang Xingyao was not one to play by the rules, and she hadn't expected her to be so crazy. She gritted her teeth and warned, "Sister, what good will it do you to joke about the company's interests? Don't forget that you are still Mrs. Jin, and the company's profits are considered part of your marital property."
Jiang Cancan has the nerve to even mention the words "marital property".
She waved her hand again: "So what? If Jin Qingyu can spend a hundred million to buy a diamond ring for his mistress, why can't I be carefree? If you're really so angry, why don't you..."
She paused, then brought her lips close to Jiang Cancan's ear: "Make him divorce me."
Jiang Xingyao was deliberately provoking Jiang Cancan.
Since she couldn't reach an agreement with Jin Qingyu, she naturally had to seek help from outsiders, such as Qin Jiangnan or Jiang Cancan.
She wanted Jiang Cancan to cause trouble for Jin Qingyu, so that Jin Qingyu would sign the divorce agreement quickly.
But Jiang Cancan interpreted these words differently, as if she were flaunting her position as Mrs. Jin.
It's just like she's certain that Jin Qingyu won't divorce her.
Jiang Cancan's breathing became even more erratic as she thought of the phone call Qin Jiangnan had just made.
Qin Jiangnan said that it was Jin Qingyu who didn't want a divorce.
Jiang Xingyao didn't bother to look at Jiang Cancan's thunderstruck expression. She glanced at the person in charge again with an ambiguous look, and then swaggered over to flag down a taxi.
She was in a hurry and didn't see a familiar Bentley parked across the street.
As Jin Qingyu walked over, the person in charge, who had just been forced to watch a spectacular show, seemed to suddenly have a backbone. He said, "Oh, Mr. Jin, if you hadn't come, I wouldn't know what to do."
There was a heavy rain yesterday, and the air still feels sticky and humid.
Jin Qingyu glanced in the direction the taxi had left: "What just happened?"
"It's Mrs. Jin. She won't allow us to sign the contract with Secretary Jiang. Look at the mess this has made! Secretary Jiang has been handling this contract matter all along, and we can't just make things difficult for her," the person in charge said.
His words implied that he was still on Jiang Cancan's side.
One of them is Mrs. Jin, who is said to have been a full-time housewife at home, and it sounds like she wants a divorce.
The other is President Jin's right-hand man; he naturally knows which is more important.
Jiang Cancan said, "President Jin, please don't blame my sister. She may have misunderstood our relationship. I will definitely be able to explain it to her when I have time."
But this matter concerns the company's interests, and it's too frivolous for my sister to use this as leverage. She just said she wouldn't let me sign a contract, and I'm afraid she might actually do something that could cause trouble for the company.
She sighed, her face filled with worry: "Oh, my sister wasn't like this before, how could she be like this now..."
"What is she doing here?" Jin Qingyu asked.
"We didn't know she was your wife when she came for the interview, so..." the person in charge explained with a wry smile.
Jin Qingyu ignored her and looked directly at Jiang Cancan: "You stay and continue to handle this matter."
He was about to leave in a hurry when Jiang Cancan's pupils suddenly contracted. She took two steps forward, her tone strange, "Mr. Jin, my sister really wants a divorce? You've been married for a year, and she still..."
“This is none of your business. Mind your own work,” Jin Qingyu said.
The man walked very fast, so fast that Jiang Cancan could no longer find him in the blink of an eye.
Her expression twisted slightly, and Jiang Cancan tightened her grip on the documents.
…
Jiang Xingyao first had dinner with Ji Yunyin, and by the time she returned to Xiyuan, it was already completely dark.
Jin Qingyu sat on the sofa, with several burnt-out cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table, and there seemed to be a faint smell of smoke in the room.
Actually, the smell isn't that pungent.
However, due to her pregnancy, Jiang Xingyao choked and gagged, then ran straight to the bathroom.
When she finished getting ready and came out, Jin Qingyu was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the bathroom door.
Jiang Xingyao heard him ask, "Mrs. Jin, am I really that disgusting to you?"
He took most of the clothes and quietly went to look for work. Is leaving this house next?
Jiang Xingyao had Ji Yunyin help her exchange all the clothes he mentioned for money.
As for finding a job…
"Did Jiang Cancan tell you everything?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
"How long are you going to keep this up? Even if you're unhappy about something, you can tell me. Why bother making Jiang Cancan unhappy? She's just working for the company."
The bright white light shone on the man's face, making the angles of his profile appear somewhat indifferent.
Or perhaps it has nothing to do with the lighting.
He was always cold when he was with her.
Jiang Xingyao asked, "So, Mr. Jin's purpose today is to help his mistress vent her anger?"
But you don't seem to understand that as long as Mrs. Jin is in this position, I can always stand on the moral high ground and put her above her.
If you feel sorry for her, perhaps you should…
Don't even think about it.
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