Chapter 8 He's too talkative when he lies; Jiang Shan probably doesn't like listening to him...
Huh? What's Jiang Shan doing back here?
Could it be that she was shocked and angry when she discovered his groping behavior of hugging his clothes and sucking on them, so she recorded what he had just done on video and wanted to use the evidence to fight him to the death?
Zhu Meng suddenly tightened his grip on the coat and blanket.
wrong.
This is one-way glass; she can't see inside. Similarly, the camera shouldn't be able to capture the scene inside either.
Zhu Meng, who usually handles all kinds of important matters with swift and decisive action, hesitated for half a minute over such a trivial matter. With the mindset of confessing if discovered, he mustered up the courage to roll down the car window.
"What's wrong?" His tone was as cool and calm as ever.
Jiang Shan crossed his arms over his chest, tucking the umbrella handle under his armpits, as if he were shivering from the overwhelming rain and this was the only way to keep warm.
"Excuse me, Mr. Zhu, I left my coat in the car. It should be around there. Could you please hand it to me?"
Oh, she was there to get her coat.
But... he didn't want to return it to her.
Her heart was pounding. Zhu Meng pretended to search in the back row, but her hands were actually covering Jiang Shan's coat tightly under the blanket.
He had disdained lying for thirty years, but for the first time he understood why people lie, and for the first time he maintained his composure and uttered the lie he had previously despised the most.
"I didn't see it."
How could I not have seen it? She had such a big coat.
The wind and rain outside were hitting him hard, and Jiang Shan was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver and became a little anxious.
"Could you please look again?" She stepped forward in a few strides, leaned close to the car window, and tried to find the coat with her own eyes. "It's a black coat, without a hood, and the zipper can be zipped all the way up to the collar."
Zhu Meng was taken aback.
Yes, her hands were so cold when she had a hypoglycemic episode this morning, and when she got into the car just now, she felt the air conditioning was too cold.
If I don't wear a coat now, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold if the wind blows.
"...Sorry, I couldn't find it."
Unable to bear seeing Jiang Shan shivering in the cold wind, and unwilling to return the hard-earned coat to its rightful owner, Zhu Meng had a sudden thought. He quickly unbuttoned his suit jacket and handed it out the window, saying, "Hold this for now, so you don't catch a cold."
Jiang Shan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the coat, shivering as he draped it over his shoulders.
Forget about any ambiguous relationships between men and women.
She was so cold she was almost delirious.
"Send the link to Gao Ming, and I'll buy you a new one as compensation." Zhu Meng's voice was steady, as if he was used to issuing such orders without room for argument. Looking at Jiang Shan's face, which was a little blue from the cold, he paused for a moment, and barely managed to sift out a question from his mind, which was used to imperative sentences, "Is that okay?"
On a rainy day, someone unexpectedly receives an umbrella, a free ride, and even a new coat. Is there really such a good thing in the world?
Is there some kind of trap waiting for her?
Zhu Meng stared intently at Jiang Shan's bewildered eyes, not understanding why she wasn't speaking.
He went over the scene in his mind, but couldn't find anything wrong. He changed the question that needed a response into a commanding imperative: "Then it's settled for now. Contact me if you have any questions."
Jiang Shan then came to his senses and nodded stiffly.
"OK."
Zhu Meng opened his mouth, hesitated, and only said, "It's easy to catch a cold on rainy days, so be careful to keep warm."
He actually had a lot more to say, such as that the rain wasn't falling straight down from the sky, but drifting in all directions, and that if you got raindrops on you, you should wipe them off when you got back, and it would be best to drink a bowl of ginger tea to ward off the cold.
But when he went over these words in his mind, they all seemed long, like something an old man would say.
I'm too nagging; she probably won't like listening to me.
I'd better not say anything.
Zhu Meng's hesitation allowed Jiang Shan to fully recover, and he once again revealed his professional smile: "Okay, please be careful too."
The suit jacket draped over his shoulders was made of soft, comfortable fabric and still retained Zhu Meng's body heat.
There is a kind of warmth in the traditional sense of "home".
Oh, although it seems more fitting than her real home.
Watching the luxury car slowly drive away, Jiang Shan had a sudden thought. He rubbed his hands, which were a little frozen in the rain, took out his phone from his pocket, and took a picture of it. Only after using Baidu Image Recognition did he realize the name of the luxury car.
This car is called a Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Having heard so much about it, the experience was indeed quite good.
However, more than figuring out the brand of a luxury car, Jiang Shan was curious about what Zhu Meng meant by all this back and forth.
He called her over just to take her back to her rented apartment?
Jiang Shan returned to his rented room with an umbrella, wiped the water droplets off his clothes with a towel, and sent a message to Gao Ming.
"Secretary Gao, I'll return the umbrella and Mr. Zhu's coat to the company tomorrow. I was wondering when you'd be free to pick them up?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Gao Ming replied quickly, probably after dropping Zhu Meng off at her destination and no longer needing to concentrate on driving. "Keep this, and send me the link to the jacket and your shipping address when you have time. Thank you!" [Handshake]
Jiang Shan read the message three times, then turned and touched his suit jacket, confirming that it felt comfortable and smooth, and was made of high-quality material. His worldview was slightly shaken.
It turns out that the bespoke suits worn by domineering CEOs in novels, which they would simply throw away if wrinkled or dirty, are actually true.
Having money really allows you to do whatever you want.
Unfortunately, she bought that coat offline, and it's not easy to find a link to purchase it right now.
Jiang Shan clicked into the e-commerce app, trying to find a jacket with an 80% or higher similarity using keywords, but was instead drawn to another message.
"The blogger you follow has updated."
meng: Extra chapter =^_^=~”
Wow, there's a late-night snack!
Clothes search paused, time for midnight snack!
When Jiang Shan saw the update notification from "People I Follow", he clicked on it with a smile. He originally wanted to be the first to comment and see if Meng would pick him. But even though he arrived so early, the first comment was already taken by someone else.
"First of all, is the main character in a good mood today? I think I heard them humming a song, it sounds so nice~"
Wait, it's not just a regular knitting video, there's even a singing segment?
Due to excessive late nights and mental exhaustion, Jiangshan is more sensitive to most sounds, making him somewhat of a sound enthusiast. This has many disadvantages, but also some advantages, such as being able to become more immersed in music appreciation.
She watched the entire video carefully and pinpointed the part where Meng was showing off her light gray sweater vest while humming a song softly.
The melody is somewhat familiar, probably a nursery rhyme, but just by listening to the humming, I can't tell which song it is.
Even the music recognition feature on CoolCat Music is helpless.
Jiang Shan watched that segment several times and felt that Meng's voice was excessively deep, almost like a fluffy feather tickling her ear, giving her the feeling of having earplugs in her ear canal.
If this voice sang a lullaby to her, it would definitely be an amazing way to help her sleep.
Unfortunately, the humming in this video is the only audio clip Meng released.
His other videos are just ordinary videos of him cooking, knitting, and showing off his abs.
Why can't you sing a few more lines?
Jiang Shan opened the comments section and was about to post, "The way you hum is really nice, can you post some singing videos next time? Looking forward to it!", but stopped himself at the last second.
Strange, when did she start having expectations of Meng?
Although this man has large pectoral muscles, fair arms, and is equally adept at social graces and domestic skills, he is almost identical to the ideal male mother she has imagined.
However, he is just an online blogger.
He posts his work on social media to gain everyone's praise.
To put it bluntly, it's men's eyebrow powder.
Besides, with so many fans, he certainly wouldn't only remember her, right?
I hate that the bright moon hangs high, not shining solely on me.
No, she's one of Meng's, but Meng can't be her only one. It's unwise to hang herself on one tree. She needs to find other muscular men to ease her mind.
It's obviously safer to distribute your eggs in several baskets than to put them all in one.
Just as a peaceful life requires multiple supports, the reason why students experience so much mental stress is because their lives revolve around the constant back and forth between school and home, always revolving around the word "grades."
Although she currently works as a company employee and her life revolves around the company and her rented apartment, her life can be more than just work.
She cannot have only one male favorite.
Scrolling through the homepages, Jiangshan still couldn't find anything that suited his taste.
They either flaunt their muscles and show their faces along the way, or they tug at their collars and try to get close to the edge of the issue, speaking in a masculine voice, like a skinny male eagle that needs the protection of a female eagle.
Can't there be a normal guy who looks like Ichiro, just showing off his muscles?
Jiang Shan hadn't even finished exhaling when a message popped up on his phone in the family group chat, stopping him in his tracks.
Dad: How did the probationary period go? @Jiangshan
Jiang Shan's lips tightened unconsciously.
She had just been deftly selecting male concubines on the screen, but now it was as if she had been frozen by a sudden snowfall in June. Even the small action of opening the family group chat required her to breathe on it to thaw.
The results will be announced tomorrow.
It was just six simple words, but after finishing the battle, my wrists felt sore.
Mom: Our Jiangshan is so capable, he'll definitely get a permanent position! [Grinning face]
Jiang Shan glanced at the number 28 in the parentheses to the right of "Harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things," and silently exhaled the breath he had just half-sighed.
Why do Mom and Dad always ask about her in this group chat? Do the remaining twenty-four relatives really want to know about her work and studies?
I'm afraid Mom and Dad are just showing off, while the rest of the people are just there to watch the show.
Her mother's words have elevated her to such a high position; it would be incredibly embarrassing if she were to accidentally fall from grace.
Jiang Shan hesitated for ten minutes, not knowing what to say. The others in the group, as if they had finally gotten a cell phone signal, said one after another, "A top student from S City, he can definitely get a permanent position."
Jiang Shan looked at the screen filled with praise, unsure whether it was genuine or feigned, and reluctantly typed seven words: "Thank you, I appreciate your kind words."
She thought the matter was over, but then her mother tagged her again: "Busy person, do you have time for a video call?"
Jiang Shan instinctively wanted to refuse.
After being told to cry, Xu Qing's first reaction was to complain to her parents. She, on the other hand, only dared to report good news and not bad news.
Even good news has to be selectively shared.
She still remembers how she scored 99 on her second-grade math test, ranking second in her class. When she excitedly took the test home for her parents to sign, they both refused, neither wanting to sign the paper.
"How did you lose a point? Everyone else can get 100. It's so embarrassing. Get your mom/dad to sign it."
In the end, she signed it herself with tears in her eyes.
Unwilling to let them ruin the mindset he had finally managed to adjust, Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and lied: "I have to work overtime tonight, so it's not convenient."
This time, Mom and Dad were quite forgiving: "You're busy, you're busy, we'll wait for your good news [rose emoji]"
The days of waiting for results are always anxiety-inducing.
Jiang Shan had a nightmare all night about failing to get a permanent position, which startled her awake. The back of her pajamas was soaked with sweat. She reached for her phone to check the time, just as a message popped up in the work group chat.
Zhao Yi: The final results of the official appointment are out @Jiangshan @Xuqing
Jiang Shan was instantly wide awake.
Will she be the one who stays behind?
After all, she completely outclasses Xu Qing in terms of work ability, and while she may not be very good at interpersonal skills, she can learn them.
Jiang Shan stared intently at the screen, ready for the next message to pop up—the good news he was hoping for.
But all they got in return was Zhao Yi's words: "You two come to the company at 8:30, we'll announce it offline [handshake]".
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