Zhenxin Studio.
An Wenjing put down her pencil and stretched.
"Finally, this busy period is over!"
On the other side, Qu Dudu, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, slumped on the sofa, her eyes vacant, mechanically stuffing potato chips into her mouth.
With a tone full of resentment: "I'm going to be driven crazy by you one day. You wanted to take a vacation, but you made me work overtime to finish the design drafts."
"Oh, I was just thinking that since we work year-round without a break, why don't we work overtime for a while and clear out some time for a long vacation?"
"Pah!"
For a moment, Qu Dudu couldn't suppress her disdain; she really couldn't stand this love-struck fool anymore.
Only An Wenjing could make using public office for private gain sound so righteous. Even a fool could guess what An Wenjing was planning to do during this vacation.
Qu Dudu is confident that she can tell which way her friend is going to poop just by whichever way An Wenjing sticks out her butt. This is not just talk.
"You haven't given up yet?"
Qu Dudu asked.
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who gives up so easily?!" An Wenjing spat.
As soon as the holiday began, An Wenjing launched a major offensive, ardently pursuing Lin Da.
Every morning when Lin Da gets up, the first person he sees is not Grandma Lin, but An Wenjing, who is sitting at the dining table, smiling and waving to him.
After lunch, at Grandma Lin's insistence, he was forced to let An Wenjing take him to work. During his lunch break, his secretary would bring him lunch from An Wenjing on time.
When it's time to leave work, An Wenjing will come to the company to pick him up.
Instead of going straight home, we went to see a movie, go shopping, and have dinner together.
Lin Da couldn't refuse, because if he did, he would face his grandmother's crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide when he got home.
Of course, that's an exaggeration.
Grandma Lin certainly wouldn't resort to crying, making a scene, or threatening suicide, but she would sulk.
Not only would she sulk and ignore Linda, but she would also act like a child and refuse to eat.
"Old child"—that's Grandma Lin.
When Linda was still in school, her grandmother was a very shrewd and capable person. Now, her grandson has grown up and is even more outstanding than she imagined, and he is also very filial to her.
Grandma Lin, who is practically half-buried in the ground, seems to be getting more and more like a mischievous child.
After Grandma Lin's series of actions...
Within a week, rumors and gossip about Linda were circulating throughout the company.
All the employees knew that General Manager Lin had a new, super beautiful, virtuous, and clingy girlfriend.
Lunch break.
In the office, Linda got up from his office chair and sat down on the small sofa for guests. On the coffee table was a thermos that his assistant had placed on his desk earlier.
Opening the insulated box with the pink bear shell reveals a delicious meal still warm.
Just by looking at the presentation, you can tell it's Grandma Lin's doing.
Who told me that Mr. Lin's beautiful girlfriend is an excellent cook, with superb culinary skills, and her dishes are delicious and visually appealing. She is truly a woman who can "grace the hall and cook in the kitchen."
How could that be? An Wenjing is more likely to burn down the kitchen than actually cook.
Thinking of this, Linda couldn't help but smile slightly, then paused.
What was he doing just now?
Have you been too free lately, that you actually have time to think about An Wenjing?
Linda suddenly felt that the food didn't taste good and she lost her appetite.
"Mr. Lin, your Americano has been set aside. No sugar, no milk."
The assistant brought in a cup of coffee.
Linda accepted it without hesitation.
The assistant, who had originally intended to place the coffee on the table, saw this and, with great perceptiveness, handed the coffee to Linda.
After Linda finished her drink, the gloom in her eyes visibly disappeared.
The assistant is good; she's perceptive.
Then the assistant came over with a smug grin, smugly boasting, "Mr. Lin, the coffee tastes good, doesn't it? Miss An bought it; I recommended your flavor to her!"
Linda immediately felt that the coffee in her mouth no longer tasted good.
We can't keep this assistant!
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