Chapter 75
Early in the morning, Song Xianle was called to the office by Jiang Zhifan.
Song Xianle has been here for a week and has only heard the heroine's name from other people, but has never seen her.
"Come in."
As soon as Song Xianle knocked on the door, a female voice came from inside. The voice was calm, and she could not tell whether it was happy or angry. She could feel the power of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time.
"Mr. Jiang." Song Xianle walked in and saw Jiang Zhifan writing something with his head down, so she took a few more glances at him.
Jiang Zhifan had long black hair that reached his chest, and his top was a rose gold color. He held a pen in his right hand, and wore a silver chain watch on his left wrist, and a silver ring on his index finger.
Jiang Zhifan paused to see Song Xianle standing at the door. She glanced at her gray-green dress and her curly hair, which made her look even more gentle than when it was straight. Jiang Zhifan's eyes lingered on her face for a moment, but he didn't look at her for long.
"Are you used to going to Director Gao's place?"
"I'm used to it."
Song Xianle waited for Jiang Zhifan to stop writing, and saw her looking up at him, revealing her entire face.
The massive facial features and the small face give her an exotic beauty.
Jiang Zhifan raised his eyes, his long round eyes were like hooks, and a lazy, cold and cute energy made Song Xianle feel numb.
The beauty was so striking that the person being looked at felt a tremor in their heart.
"Director He has already taken you to meet Mr. Lian from Shengbai, and I'm sure he's already explained some things to you."
After all these years of working at the Jiang Group, Grandpa still wanted Jiang Zhiliao to inherit the business. In their eyes, she was just a cleanup agent before Jiang Zhiliao joined the company, and Grandpa wanted to use her to clear the way for his grandson. All she had done for all those years was to be compensated with a few houses. How ridiculous!
The most ridiculous thing is that they actually want her to arrange a marriage. She really can't waste any of her value, and there are also her parents and sister...
Jiang Zhifan could only secretly seek out potential partners in China with promising businesses. She had already registered her own company in Country D. She recruited Song Xianle because of her study abroad background and language skills, hoping to transfer her to Country D to help manage her business in the future.
"Just work hard with Director He and ask him if you have any questions. I have no doubt about your professional ability, but you need to learn more about negotiating with your partners.
After all, you are new to this field of work, and I hope you can be independent in the future."
Jiang Zhifan looked at Song Xianle, who nodded, and recalled that she had signed her in Country D. At the time, Song Xianle was interning at a subsidiary of the Jiang Group. She needed a new hire, preferably one who could be trained from the ground up, so that they would be fully committed to her. Song Xianle fit the bill perfectly, and she could be sent to Country D in a few years.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang."
"I will definitely live up to your cultivation."
Song Xianle thought about her and the Jiang family, and a battle for inheritance into a wealthy family began to unfold in her mind.
It is hard to say who will inherit the property in the end.
But Song Xianle felt that Jiang Zhifan would not pay too much attention to the Jiang family's business because she wanted to create a family fortune that belonged only to her.
Jiang Zhifan suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile, "I heard that you and Director He went to the same university for undergraduate studies? I looked at your resume, and if I remember correctly, you both had the same major."
"Have you heard of him at school?"
Jiang Zhifan looked at Song Xianle with a playful smile on her face. Yesterday, she passed by a restaurant and happened to see the two of them having dinner together. She thought, she had only sent Song Xianle to He Yanqing's place for a week, and they could already have dinner together so soon?
If it were Jian Huiyue and Song Xianle, she wouldn't be surprised. The main thing was that the person was He Yanqing. Based on her understanding of He Yanqing over the years, the only people who would have a private meal with him were either clients or friends. And He Yanqing, with his slow-moving personality, wouldn't go out to eat with Song Xianle right away, especially during their private time.
Jiang Zhifan is not a very serious boss. She is not stubborn and does not prohibit office romance.
When she heard Jian Huiyue say that they were alumni, she suddenly understood - they must have known each other before.
In the company, she had heard a little about this outstanding figure in the planning department. She was usually serious and only smiled slightly when discussing cooperation with clients.
Jiang Zhifan thought that he was extremely dedicated.
She didn't find out much about his private life. She just heard from Jian Huiyue's conversations with others that he didn't have a girlfriend.
Song Xianle didn't know why Jiang Zhifan asked about them, so she answered truthfully, "We are classmates."
Jiang Zhifan looked at her silently. This made sense.
"What a coincidence. I thought you were senior and junior brothers and sisters."
He Yanqing looks more mature than her young secretary.
"Okay, go get busy."
After Jiang Zhifan and Song Xianle left, the phone rang. It was Lian Gao.
She thought back to the night before at the Short Bar, their passionate, one-night stand. Thinking about it now, it felt like a dream, all gone after waking. If she hadn't still felt it, Jiang Zhifan would have believed it.
They knew each other before, having heard each other perform in front of each other's friends, but they were not familiar with each other. It was only after Lian Gao learned about Lian Sheng's collaboration the day before yesterday that the two of them met.
Jiang Zhifan slowly swiped over to answer the call, "Hello..."
"Boss Jiang, did you sleep well last night?"
Lian Gao suppressed his anger, holding a handful of photos in his hand, all of which were of him shirtless. These were sent by Jiang Zhifan this morning.
At this moment, Lian Gao only regretted that he didn't kill her in bed last night, and let her have the strength to get up and take pictures?
"Of course it's good. After all, there are people to serve me." Jiang Zhifan felt happy when he heard the gritting teeth sound from the other side.
"Is this photo a threat to me?" Lian Gao sneered.
This woman is really brave.
Jiang Zhifan replied jokingly, "Forget it."
She couldn't figure out Lian Gao's temper, but from the very beginning, he appeared to her as a rather irritable person. It seemed easy to understand him because his emotions were written all over his face.
If Feixi hadn't been unsuccessful in her bid, she wouldn't have had to set her sights on Lian Gao. So when she woke up this morning, she had a bad idea.
The man on the phone chuckled, seemingly mocking her.
These few photos alone couldn't do anything to him. He wanted to see what Jiang Zhifan was going to do.
"Okay, what do you want?"
"I want to go to a piece of land on the northern outskirts of the city."
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At noon, Song Xianle and his colleague Zeng Zihuai went to the cafeteria to have lunch together. Zeng Zihuai had been in the marketing department for four years and just transferred to the planning department this year.
They met Jian Huiyue and Haibei on the way, and the four of them sat at the same table.
"Zi Huai transferred to the planning department?"
"Is the marketing department not good enough? Why do you want to work in planning?"
Zeng Zihuai smiled generously and answered Jian Huiyue's question, "I want to challenge myself. After all, I studied this before and worked in the marketing department for a few years. I feel that I haven't fully utilized my expertise."
In fact, it is difficult for her to have room for advancement in the marketing department. Maybe she is not suitable to stay there. Perhaps she can have a chance to move up if she jumps out.
"Work hard and strive to become a project leader first." Jian Huiyue made a gesture of encouragement to her.
Zeng Zihuai is considered a newcomer, and it is quite good for a newcomer to be the team leader of one of the projects in the planning department.
"Okay, thanks for Brother Yue's good words."
After Jian Huiyue exchanged pleasantries with Zeng Zihuai, he said to Song Xianle, "You're going on a business trip tomorrow. Remember to bring your medicine. If you have any problems with the local climate, you'll be in great pain."
"The climate and diet in Yuncheng and Liaokai are quite different. Xiaole should be careful."
"Remember to be smart. Don't drink too much when others drink with you. Don't drink if you can avoid it."
Jian Huiyue remembered that he and Jiang Zhifan were on a business trip, and they got drunk by those bosses and vomited all over themselves.
Jian Huiyue was like a warm-hearted older brother, giving instructions here and there. Song Xianle felt the warmth in her heart from Jian Huiyue's care for her.
"However, with Director He here, you should feel more at ease." Haibei Jiankong interjected.
"Huh?" Song Xianle was puzzled.
Haibei glanced at them and explained, "I was supposed to go on a business trip with Director He, but I was feeling unwell that time. I had a cold, a fever, and was feeling dizzy. So we sent a young woman with him. When she came back, she told us that Director He got red in the face after she drank half a bottle, so he told the CEOs not to embarrass her, and she herself was the one being forced to drink."
After Haibei finished speaking, Jian Huiyue continued, "But this time when you discuss cooperation with Juenian Culture, it shouldn't be like before."
The senior management of Juenian Culture does not like to discuss cooperation over dinner, which makes it a relatively special company in this industry.
"I heard you're going to Lian Yian's birthday party this time. There are a lot of important people there. When you come back, tell us who you met."
Jiang Zhifan did not attend the banquet this time and asked He Yanqing to represent the company.
The meal ended hastily, and Song Xianle returned to her seat to read some information. She needed to memorize all the important people who would appear at Lian Yian's birthday party, as well as their families.
It was time to get off work, but Song Xianle was still helping He Yanqing sort out the contracts he needed to take on his business trip.
"Xiao Le, let's go."
"We're leaving first."
Colleagues left one after another, and some said goodbye to Song Xianle.
"Okay, bye."
"Bye-Bye."
Song Xianle looked towards He Yanqing's office; the door was still closed. Aside from meeting her this morning and asking her to come to the office at noon, it seemed they hadn't spoken at all.
She thought back to last night, when they had dinner together and he played the piano for her...
Song Xianle paused. This piano... is it for her to play?
She shook her head. They then bought a dress and saw a movie. He seemed to sense she wasn't interested in sci-fi, so he found an excuse to leave early. He then walked her home, and since he'd left midway through the movie and didn't finish it, he told her they'd have plenty of time to see movies later.
As soon as He Yanqing came out, he saw Song Xianle standing next to the printer in a daze with a pile of documents in his hand.
He couldn't help but slow down his pace, stood one meter away from her, and asked her, "Aren't you getting off work yet?"
Song Xianle shuddered when he heard the voice. Seeing He Yanqing standing behind him, he exhaled, "Director He is off work?"
He Yanqing noticed it and coughed lightly to cover up his previous behavior, "Yeah."
She saw the briefcase in He Yanqing's hand. She had almost sorted out the information, but there was still some left.
"I still have some information to sort out, so I'll leave later."
Why did He Yanqing get off work so early this time? He always left very late before.
He Yanqing didn't expect that he left early on purpose tonight, but others had to work overtime.
"Want to go together after get off work?"
"I'm going to go to the pharmacy and buy some backup medicine. Let me know when you get off work."
"Is that okay?"
Song Xianle licked her dry lips, the astonishment in her eyes falling into He Yanqing's. He looked at her red lips that she had licked with her tongue, and repeated in a bewitching voice, "Is it okay?"
Looking at He Yanqing's sincere and eager eyes, she had no reason to say no.
"OK."
"I'll try to be quick."
He Yanqing watched her return to her seat with a smile in his eyes, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you."
After He Yanqing left, Song Xianle sped up. Although He Yanqing said he would wait for her, how could she really take her time?
After she finished her work, she immediately ran downstairs. At the same time, she made a voice call to him.
"I’m off duty."
"Where are you?"
Song Xianle didn't know how to describe this feeling. There was someone waiting for her, and she couldn't wait to see him. This feeling was indescribably happy.
She thought, this might also be a kind of small happiness.
He Yanqing looked at the people coming out of the company gate, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "It's at the intersection across from Pingfu Road, next to a cake shop called Yuanpao Bakery."
"I know where it is. I'll be there right away."
Song Xianle occasionally went into that cake shop.
After walking for a while, Song Xianle saw He Yanqing's car.
When she opened the car door, what caught her eye were the small cakes from the cake shop opposite her.
“I bought the last one.”
Song Xianle picked up the cake and sat on it.
"For me?" She looked at He Yanqing, blinked, and moved her eyes back and forth between He Yanqing's face and the cake.
She took a look and saw that it was a plain mango mille-feuille. This shop's mille-feuille cakes were always very popular, and she had often passed by after work and found the cupboard was empty.
"Well...it's for you." He Yanqing stretched out his tone and nodded.
Seeing that he looked unnatural, Song Xianle smiled and said, "Thank you, this is my favorite flavor."
"What made you want to buy a cake?"
She didn't know why He Yanqing gave her a cake. Although He Yanqing probably wouldn't give a reason and might say something like "I just bought it", she still wanted to see his reaction.
He Yanqing glanced at her calmly and replied, "Reward my secretary for her hard work."
"Director He is so nice."
He Yanqing curled the corners of his mouth when he heard Song Xianle's playful words.
A bit cuter than before.
In front of He Yanqing, Song Xianle opened the cake box, picked up a spoon, and finished the mango mille-feuille bite by bite.
When He Yanqing was driving, he could smell the mango fragrance in the cake and feel the joy of the people next to him eating.
The streetlights passed by the car, flashing by as the car sped by. When they arrived home and stopped, He Yanqing's reminder rang in Song Xianle's ears: "Meet at Liaokai Airport at ten o'clock tomorrow. Be careful not to oversleep."
"Uh-huh."
"Thank you for taking me home and for the little cake today."
"Bye~"
"Bye-Bye."
Song Xianle had just unbuckled her seat belt and her feet had just touched the ground when she turned around and asked him, "Will there be more cupcakes in the future?"
The car door opened, and the wind rushed in, blowing the hair on both sides of Song Xianle's cheeks. She was like the wind, taking advantage of any gap.
He Yanqing was silent for a while, then turned to look at her with a gentle gaze and said, "Wait until you get back from your business trip."
Just wait until her birthday and give her a bigger one.
Song Xianle's face lit up instantly, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Okay."
She knew she had a chance.
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