Chapter 97 Jiang Zhi Extra 5 (Previous Life)
The black car drove towards the company.
Jiang Zhi was reading the morning briefing on his tablet, his fingertips occasionally sliding across the screen.
Mingzhu was sitting next to him.
Looking out the window at the street scene rapidly receding.
Several years have passed and the Shanghai stock market has changed a lot.
Those rising buildings and brand new streets.
It was both familiar and strange to her.
The special assistant sitting in the passenger seat looked through the rearview mirror.
Observing the strange young girl in the back seat.
He was filled with confusion and uncertainty.
But his face maintained a professional calm.
He recognized the girl's clothes.
That was the size he had ordered last night according to Jiang Zhi's instructions.
After visiting several high-end brands, I finally chose the new style of the season.
He had thought the clothes would be given to the wife of a business partner.
But I never expected it.
Early the next morning.
He saw the girl wearing it with his own eyes.
Walking out of Jiang Zhi's private residence that never receives outsiders.
He got in the car and went to the company with Jiang Zhi.
The special assistant has been with Jiang Zhi for many years.
I know that he is a cold and aloof person.
Don't even mention bringing women home.
Even in business settings, people of the opposite sex are rarely allowed to get close to each other.
The special assistant took another quick look at Mingzhu through the rearview mirror.
The girl is very beautiful.
It's the kind of pampered life.
Bright and charming without any worldly experience.
There was no trace of cowardice or flattery on his face.
Even a little too relaxed.
But what surprised him even more was Jiang Zhi's attitude.
Although still silent.
But there is a constant coldness in the body.
It also becomes slightly softer around girls.
There was no expression of impatience or rejection.
Jiang Zhi asked: "Is the temperature appropriate?"
Mingzhu turned her head and nodded gently: "Just right, thank you."
Jiang Zhi had never been so proactive in caring about other people's feelings.
The special assistant's brain was working rapidly.
relative?
Never heard of it.
Partner?
Too young.
He secretly glanced at Jiang Zhi's eyes and saw that they occasionally passed by the girl's profile inadvertently.
There was a kind of deep concentration in his eyes that he had never seen before.
And... indulgence?
This is really unusual.
This girl is definitely extraordinary to Jiang Zhi.
The special assistant raised her importance to the highest level in his mind.
The car drove into the underground garage of a top-notch office building in the city center.
Then the group took the exclusive elevator directly to the president's office area on the top floor.
The elevator door opens.
Jiang Zhi habitually stepped out first.
But it seemed like he suddenly remembered something.
The long legs took just two steps before they paused slightly.
He turned sideways and looked back.
See Mingzhu following out.
He waited very naturally until she came closer.
Then he slowed down his pace without leaving a trace.
Walk side by side with her.
Surrounding it are open office areas for secretaries and assistants.
The air was originally filled with the sound of low keyboard tapping.
However, when Jiang Zhi appeared.
And there was a beautiful girl beside him.
It was as if someone had hit the mute button.
All the sounds disappeared in an instant.
Everyone stopped what they were doing.
The gaze may be direct or hidden.
But all of them were filled with surprise and inquiry that was hard to conceal.
They all fell on the girl walking beside Mr. Jiang.
The girl was very outstanding and did not dress up deliberately.
Her body exudes a softness that only comes from being carefully pampered.
It seemed as if she was meant to stand beside that unattainable man.
The chief secretary saw Jiang Zhi appear and stepped forward to greet him.
His professional gaze swept over Mingzhu, examining her without any impoliteness.
Then he began to report: "Mr. Jiang, the materials for the monthly financial report meeting at 9:30 are already on your desk. At 11:00, Mr. Chen from Xingyao Capital will be visiting, and the luncheon has been arranged at Yunque Lanting as you requested."
"Let's postpone the luncheon for now." Jiang Zhi interrupted.
For him, it doesn't matter whether he attends such social events or not.
Anyway, the other party is eager to curry favor with him.
The secretary's expression remained unchanged. He simply nodded and said, "Okay."
Jiang Zhi's footsteps did not stop.
As he passed by the secretary, he added calmly, "Send orange juice and dessert to my office."
The secretary understood.
Jiang Zhi has never been fond of sweet things, and he doesn't like drinking fruit juice.
It is obvious for whom this command is prepared.
He stepped aside to make way for the two of them, his eyes humbly lowered as he replied, "Okay, Mr. Jiang. I'll prepare it for you right away."
Mingzhu followed Jiang Zhi into the office.
The style of the office is simple and cold.
There are no personal belongings unrelated to work in the black, white and gray main colors.
There was only a huge floor-to-ceiling window and a wall on the other side that had been converted into floor-to-ceiling bookshelves.
Mingzhu was attracted by the bookshelf and walked closer to take a closer look.
Thick economic monographs and classic masterpieces are neatly displayed on it.
Most of the book titles are deep and serious, exuding a cold and academic atmosphere.
“Most of these books are boring.”
Jiang Zhi's voice came from behind her, his eyes fell on her profile.
"If you feel bored, I'll have someone prepare a tablet or e-book for you so you can read something relaxing."
"No need," Mingzhu stood on tiptoe, pulled a book from the bookshelf, turned around and smiled at him, "This one looks very interesting, I'll just read this one."
Jiang Zhi's gaze lingered on the book in her hand for a while.
Then it fell lightly on her beautiful and clear eyebrows.
He lowered his eyes and replied softly, "Okay."
Mingzhu snuggled into the large sofa next to her with a book in her arms and found a comfortable position.
I started to flip through the book quietly.
Soon, the special assistant knocked on the door and walked in.
A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and a plate of dessert were gently placed on the coffee table in front of Mingzhu.
After Jiang Zhi confirmed that Mingzhu would not feel bored, he quickly immersed himself in his work.
Mingzhu looked up at him from time to time.
Jiang Zhi sat behind the large desk, reviewing reports and documents.
Occasionally, he would issue brief instructions or sign documents through an internal line.
Throughout the entire process, his expression was focused and stern, and he exuded an aura of absolute rationality.
Mingzhu didn't make any noise to disturb them, but just watched, not feeling ignored.
In the office, there was only the occasional sound of pages turning and Jiang Zhi's low and calm voice.
The secretary knocked on the door to remind us that the meeting time was almost up.
Jiang Zhi stood up and looked at Mingzhu. His tone was gentle, even though he himself hadn't noticed it. It was as if he was advising a child who needed to be properly taken care of. "I have a meeting to go to, and it might take a while. You can stay here and rest, or..."
He paused briefly, as if considering a possibility that seemed unfamiliar to him.
"If you want to go out for a walk, you can ask your secretary to accompany you."
"Don't bother," Mingzhu shook her head and waved the half-read classic book in her hand at him, her lips curled up, "I'll wait for you here, just in time for you to finish reading this book."
Jiang Zhi nodded and turned to leave.
The office door closed softly behind him.
Only Mingzhu was left.
She walked to the French window and looked down at the tiny traffic and pedestrians below.
This perspective of looking down on all living beings is powerful and lonely.
This is probably the scenery that Jiang Zhi sees every day.
The meeting ended earlier than expected.
When Jiang Zhi returned to the office.
I found Mingzhu had fallen asleep on the sofa.
The book lay open on her lap.
Long eyelashes droop softly.
It cast a light shadow on the fair eyelids.
The sleeping face is peaceful and defenseless.
Jiang Zhi held his breath.
All movements were made very lightly.
He walked into the lounge nearby.
I brought out a soft cashmere blanket.
He very gently and slowly covered her with the thin blanket.
The sunlight gently outlined the soft contours of her cheeks.
He just leaned over the sofa.
He carefully traced her sleeping face with his eyes.
She was wearing clothes that he had chosen himself.
Sleeping peacefully in the center of his territory.
This scene brought him a sense of belonging that was fatal.
The surging emotions overwhelmed the rationality that he had carefully built up over the years.
Jiang Zhi's fingertips moved.
An unprecedented impulse drove him to touch that warmth.
At the last moment, reason made him stop his hand in mid-air.
But the next second.
Jiang Zhi compromised with his deepest desire.
He hesitantly extended his index finger.
Very light, almost cowardly.
He touched Mingzhu's soft, white cheek with his fingertips.
The touch was softer than I could imagine, with real body temperature.
It was the softness and beauty that he never dared to hope for.
Jiang Zhi quickly withdrew his hand, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he pursed his thin lips.
In the end, he did nothing more.
Just stood up silently.
Back to the large, cold desk.
He is like a silent and stubborn mountain.
Guarding her a peaceful dream that has nothing to do with his life.
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