Zhou Zi wanted Jiang Jingcheng to use his connections to get the TV station to remove the video.
"Have you seen it all?" Zhou Zi asked.
"I saw it."
As soon as Zhou Zi started eating, tears fell into the bowl.
People say that a foolish man is a heartless man, and Zhou Zi has experienced it.
"She's been waiting for you all day, sitting on your lap! You agreed with the nightclub that she would only receive you. And you always go to see her regularly." Zhou Zi had tears in her eyes, not wanting Jiang Jingcheng to see.
Jiang Jingcheng grabbed Zhou Zi's forehead with his fingers and lifted her head up.
Zhou Zi was forced to look at Jiang Jingcheng.
In just a glance, Zhou Zi saw that Jiang Jingcheng's eyes were very gentle, just like in the past, like 10 years ago -
"Jealous?" he asked.
Zhou Zi lowered her eyes and didn't look at Jiang Jingcheng.
Jiang Jingcheng's finger was still on her forehead.
"I am jealous. Two women are competing for you. Do you feel honored? You just keep controlling us and you reap the sense of accomplishment as a man. Isn't it great? Be careful, one day I will let you experience this feeling!" After Zhou Zi finished speaking, she drew her head back and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.
"No! The person he was waiting for was not me. It was Jiang Weiren. Jiang also has the same surname as Jiang Weiren, not me. I went there to find Jiang Weiren." Jiang Jingcheng said seriously.
Zhou Zi didn't say anything.
So, Jiang Jingcheng just avoided the issue of sitting on someone's lap!
I didn’t explain a single word to Zhou Zi.
Zhou Zi finished her meal and stood up to go back to her office.
When passing by Jiang Jingcheng, Jiang Jingcheng suddenly embraced her.
Zhou Zi was forced to sit on Jiang Jingcheng's lap.
This is in public and in full view of everyone.
Jiang Jingcheng pressed Zhou Zi down and started kissing her, holding her hand with one hand and touching his left chest.
Zhou Zi heard her pounding heart again.
Zhou Zi was pressed down and kissed so hard by him.
Tong Xin was even more stunned.
Jiang Jingcheng pulled Zhou Zi's body closer so that her chest was pressed against his.
Zhou Zi pushed Jiang Jingcheng away because it was a public occasion.
Jiang Jingcheng put one arm around Zhou Zi's waist and with the other hand held her hand, touching his chest.
"It's all in the past. Why are you so angry? Do you really want me to dig out my heart and give it to you?" Jiang Jingcheng said.
Zhou Zi's other hand was fiddling around on Jiang Jingcheng's shirt, and she didn't say anything.
Jiang Jingcheng took Zhou Zi's hand with his other hand.
Therefore, Zhou Zi's hands were in Jiang Jingcheng's hands.
This seemed to be the first time he said such sincere words to Zhou Zi.
After going upstairs, Tong Xin sat down in her seat angrily.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Zi asked.
The voice was quite gentle, after all, she had just been treated kindly by someone.
"What's going on between you and the president? You didn't even tell me, leaving me like a fool. I'm always talking about the president in front of you. You didn't tell him, did you?" Tong Xin said.
"No."
"That's good. What's going on between you and the president?" Tong Xin lay on her desk, waiting for Zhou Zi's answer.
It looks like he's in the mood to listen to a story.
Zhou Zi didn't know where to start, so she just said, "I gave birth to his two children."
Tong Xin became even angrier.
It looks like the two of them started it a long time ago.
It seems that Zhou Zi was also the hostess of what happened in the president's corridor that night.
Tong Xin was kept in the dark for a long time.
"I am his ex-wife." Zhou Zi said again.
After saying the word "ex-wife", Zhou Zi felt a little guilty again.
Because now, even she is not sure whether she is Jiang Jingcheng's "ex-wife".
Or, is she his "wife"?
Is there a divorce?
Zhou Zi didn't know.
Moreover, she vaguely felt that Jiang Jingcheng had been hiding this matter from her all along and deliberately not telling her.
Even if I tell you, it will still be vague.
She would have to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiangcheng Civil Affairs Bureau, to ask next time.
The days pass quickly, and the day will eventually come.
On New Year's Day last year, Zhou Zi was worried about Wanwan's condition and was in a bad mood. She was also afraid that Jiang Yandong would not be able to give birth smoothly. In short, there were a lot of troubles.
Everything is fine this year. We have a son and a daughter, and Wanwan’s illness has also been cured.
It's almost dawn, and the company is going to hold a meeting, a group meeting.
They are all senior management.
As one of the few high-paid employees hired by the TV station, Zhou Zi naturally ranks among the senior management.
However, compared with the entire Jiang Group, the TV station is still small, unlike when Zhou Zi was in charge of a public institution.
The only people attending the meeting from the TV station this time were the director, Zhou Zi, and Qu Ran, a total of three people.
As Jiang Jingcheng said, "TV stations are losing talent." Even with high salaries, they are just layoffs. Although they are at their peak, they are still in their starting stages and cannot be compared with the city TV stations, which have been around for decades.
Compared with other executives of the Jiang Group, he is really not worth mentioning.
Jiang Jingcheng sat in the chairman's seat and looked around the huge conference hall.
This conference hall is quite large and can probably hold about a hundred people, but this time, there are only about sixty people.
Zhou Zi walked from the TV station building to this building wearing her coat.
It was only when I walked into the conference room that I felt how cold it was.
This is a large conference room. It is rarely used and there are few people, so it is naturally cold.
Even with the floor heating on, it's still cold.
"It's so cold." Zhou Zi sat on the chair at the end, next to Qu Ran.
People from the TV station are only worthy of sitting in this position.
This location is right next to the back door. If someone goes in or out, the wind will blow in whizzingly.
"Just bear with it. I don't think the meeting will last long. The business isn't related. I guess the president will just talk about the general content. But to be honest, I feel it's quite strange that President Jiang is my immediate superior. What about you?" Qu Ran asked Zhou Zi.
"I don't feel anything." Zhou Zi tucked her hands into her sleeves and huddled on the table.
The last time Jiang Jingcheng kissed Zhou Zi in public, the news has become a hot topic.
Therefore, although Zhou Zi is relegated to the anchor position of a TV station under the group, her status is still not low.
Well, identity!
It depends on who the man behind Zhou Zi is.
When everyone was almost there, Jiang Jingcheng started the meeting.
He didn't seem cold and draped his coat over the back of his chair.
"Jiang Group is doing well this year, with a profit of more than 400 billion yuan." Jiang Jingcheng's first words.
Zhou Zi's eyes widened as she looked at Jiang Jingcheng in disbelief.
More than 400 billion? What kind of concept is that?
Anyway, Zhou Zi knew that when Zhou Xianrong was in power, the most profit he made in a year was only 60 billion yuan.
At that time, the family had endless money to spend.
More than 400 billion? What does that mean?
How long will Jiang Jingcheng take?
I guess in his situation, he can afford to have a hundred or so children and raise them.
Zhao Hongru stood beside Jiang Jingcheng and whispered, "Boss, don't show off."
Jiang Jingcheng looked unwilling to listen. "What do you mean by showing off? Don't you know the financial statements of a listed company?"
Zhao Hongru could only lower his head. If it were summer, he would probably be sweating profusely.
Zhou Zi was still shocked by the profitability of Jiang Jingcheng's company.
Jiang Jingcheng looked around at the people around him and whispered a few words into Zhao Hongru's ear.
Zhao Hongru lowered his head and started to send WeChat messages.
A moment later, a staff member came in.
Holding the remote control in hand.
It seems like adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner.
Zhou Zi didn't think much about it and thought it was a staff member who came in on his own.
It's no use raising the temperature. I set the air conditioner to 27 or 28 degrees, but it's still cold. It may be because the room is big.
After the staff left, the air conditioning temperature was higher, but Zhou Zi still felt cold and shivered.
Jiang Jingcheng stood up from his seat, picked up his tweed jacket, turned around and walked behind Zhou Zi.
He talked as he walked, describing his grand plan for the next year.
Then he put his coat on Zhou Zi's shoulders.
Everyone saw it, but pretended not to see it, lowered their heads, and some even coughed.
Zhou Zi's face suddenly turned red, and she looked up at Jiang Jingcheng, but Jiang Jingcheng had already walked back.
He had his hands in his pockets and was wearing a black shirt and a gray woolen vest.
In front of so many people, Zhou Zi didn't dare to act rashly and didn't even dare to move.
Qu Ran stood beside Zhou Zi and poked her arm with his elbow.
Zhou Zi also lowered her head and poked Qu Ran back.
Everyone understands the little thoughts between little girls.
Jiang Jingcheng's coat was surprisingly warm, as if it had just been taken off him.
Zhou Zi couldn't help but think of the sun-like warmth on his body, which often made her cold body feel hot.
Jiang Jingcheng returned to his seat as if nothing had happened and continued the meeting.
As if nothing had happened.
There wasn't much content about the TV station at the meeting. Zhou Zi only felt her face burning during the meeting.
Just like when they were in bed, his body warmed hers.
As soon as she put on his clothes, Zhou Zi felt a warm current flowing into her body.
Finally the meeting was over.
Zhao Hongru came close to Jiang Jingcheng, as if he had something to report, but also wanted to ask Jiang Jingcheng something.
Zhou Zi was waiting from a distance.
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