Chapter 6 Burying the Bear: He even wanted more.
Under the spotlight, an ordinary, petite girl, who was even still on probation, suddenly plunged into the arms of the high and mighty company president.
Everyone instinctively fell silent, and Secretary Gao silently looked away, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.
Mr. Zhu has very delicate skin and is exceptionally sensitive to physical contact. He also carefully selects the fabric of the clothes he wears several times.
A few days ago, he accidentally picked out a slightly rough material for President Zhu. President Zhu's fair skin was covered in it. He went downstairs to the staff area and came back with his medicine bottles empty.
Jiang Shan seemed quite clever, quite to President Zhu's liking, but who knew she would actually step into President Zhu's minefield...
Oh no!
Jiang Shan, at the eye of the storm, fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of the undercurrents surging around him.
They didn't even realize that the two soft lumps of bread placed under their faces, like mimosa plants that had been touched, suddenly solidified into hard boulders and jumped in unison.
After being startled, it continued to tremble, just like a high-powered electric car.
Zhu Meng caught Jiang Shan's limp body with one arm, and his Adam's apple bobbed suddenly.
To him, the contact with ordinary people was like smelly canned herring, making him feel nauseous.
But when this land came close, it was like the clouds in the sky tightly enveloping him, soft and warm.
It is much lighter than the most expensive fabrics.
Zhu Meng took a deep breath to stop the overwhelming joy that was emanating from her soul, which caused her body to tremble unconsciously.
Ah, how can there be such wonderful people in the world?
I wish I could break myself into pieces and knead every single strand into the fabric.
But with such fervor, won't Jiang Shan be frightened?
After all, she said when she joined the company that she didn't plan to find a boyfriend for the time being, so what if he accidentally scared her away...
We still need to proceed gradually.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu!" Zhu Meng was holding Jiang Shan tightly, staring blankly at the air, when Zhao Yi rushed to Zhu Meng like a bullet, loudly interrupting his reverie, "Jiang Shan didn't mean to offend you, she, she must be having a hypoglycemic episode!"
"offend"?
Zhu Meng raised an eyebrow.
How did Zhao Yi figure that out?
He was eager to use the Jiangshan patch to soothe the unbearable itching and pain that had plagued his skin for years.
He even wanted more.
"You knew she had low blood sugar all along, why didn't you say so?" Zhu Meng's voice was cold, his eyes were downcast, and as he spoke each word, the pressure was like the cold air from the air conditioner in the conference room, penetrating straight through the gaps in everyone's clothes.
Zhu Meng originally wanted to have a good talk with Zhao Yi, who was ignoring everything, and Xu Qing, who was spouting slander, but he was captivated by Jiang Shan's pale face.
How can I relieve low blood sugar? I think I need to eat some sugar.
Zhu Meng winked at Gao Xiao, who immediately asked loudly who had the candy on them.
Everyone in the office ran back to their workstations to search, and after much pleading, they finally found a strawberry candy wrapped in transparent paper, which was almost melting.
With a flick of her fair fingertips, Zhu Meng placed the hard-won candy into Jiang Shan's pale lips.
He accidentally touched Jiang Shan's hand. At first, to avoid any impropriety between a man and a woman, he quickly pulled away. He vaguely felt that the touch was excessively cold. He carefully checked the temperature of Jiang Shan's palm with the back of his hand and slowly frowned.
Why are her hands so cold?
This is still in the summer when it's 20 or 30 degrees Celsius. If it were winter, wouldn't she be frozen solid?
Before Zhu Meng could think further, Jiang Shan's eyelashes trembled.
"Jiangshan, you're awake!" "Jiangshan, you're finally awake!" Everyone gathered around, chattering away, even more noisily than the birds in the morning, making Jiangshan's ears hurt.
She simply didn't open her eyes, like resisting an alarm clock in the morning, she rubbed her cheeks hard against the "pillow," trying to turn over and sleep a little longer.
Jiang Shan's body suddenly stiffened halfway through the turn.
...Wait, what's that under her head?
Soft? Warm?
The pillow in the rented room was a hard pillow that she bought specifically to encourage herself to get up early; it didn't feel like this at all!
Jiang Shan used all his strength to try to open his eyelids.
In a daze, I met a cold, stern face.
Oh no! From this angle... Could she be lying in Zhu Meng's arms?
Jiang Shan struggled to his feet.
What's going on? Is she that thirsty?
She had only met him twice before she threw herself into the muscular man's arms.
But this feel...
Yes, no wonder his chest muscles are so big they could burst a shirt. He's as still as a virgin and as swift as a rabbit. When he's tense, he's incredibly powerful, but when he's relaxed, he's softer than a pillow.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu." After admiring and appreciating the bear in his heart, Jiang Shan reluctantly apologized.
The girl didn't have bangs; her hair was neatly tied back in a high ponytail, making her look like a well-behaved girl who was still in her student days and only knew how to study.
However, her stunning performance on stage just now cannot be ignored, and her workplace skills are also quite good.
“Next time…” Zhu Meng’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “continue.”
Huh? What "continue"?
Jiang Shan looked up in disbelief at what Zhu Meng had said in a voice so soft that only the two of them could hear it.
Did she hear wrong?
"I'm sorry, I can't do anything to hurt my boss."
Zhu Meng's eyes were unfathomable, and if Jiang Shan wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be a hint of... regret?
He didn't say anything more, got up and left.
A group of people followed closely behind, squeezing out of the meeting room through the narrow doorway. Jiang Shan walked aimlessly down the road, feeling a vague sense of unreality.
Ah, so she just raised the issue of burying the bear so high and then let it go so easily?
Is it that Zhu Meng is kind-hearted and forgiving, or is he pretending to be fine while secretly plotting against her?
But isn't he a busy CEO?
They probably don't have the time to scheme against a junior employee who's still on probation.
Secretary Gao took two steps ahead of Zhu Meng and pressed the button for Zhu Meng's private elevator to the high-rise office. She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the faint smile on Zhu Meng's lips and silently uttered a phrase commonly used by secretaries or assistants in every CEO novel.
President Zhu finally smiled; he seemed to be in a very good mood today.
"Jiangshan, you were really too reckless today!"
As soon as they left the meeting room, Zhao Yi started nagging Jiang Shan: "You fainted because of low blood sugar, but why didn't you find a better place to fall? You had to fall on President Zhu. Imagine how much impact it would have to be when someone faints and hits the ground. You studied engineering, you should know that."
"If you accidentally damage Mr. Zhu, your entire year's salary wouldn't be enough to cover the costs. If it weren't for Mr. Zhu's magnanimity, you would be in real trouble this time!"
She only mentioned the country in every word, completely ignoring Xu Qing, who was her friend.
Jiang Shan listened attentively and nodded.
"I'm sorry, Sister Zhao, I'll be more careful in the future."
Zhao Yi waved her hand: "Alright, consider this a lesson learned. You still have a lot to learn in the future. No rush, I'll teach you slowly. Hurry up and go eat the takeout you ordered, so that President Zhu won't say I don't care about my employees."
Jiang Shan took the elevator downstairs to pick up his takeout, pondering Zhao Yi's thoughts the whole way, but even after sitting back down at his workstation, he still couldn't figure it out.
Zhao Yi used to let her grow up freely, but now she's switching to strict discipline. What kind of approach is this, giving her a slap and then a sweet treat?
Should we use a combination of carrot and stick?
After quickly eating his takeout, Jiang Shan turned on his computer, just as the sound of raindrops drifted in from outside the window.
She looked out through the glass window of the office building.
Oh, it's raining.
At first, the water droplets hitting the glass window were just fine, dense droplets, then the droplets connected into lines, and the lines connected into a surface, showing a tendency to get bigger and bigger as the rain continued to fall.
The smooth flow of traffic on the road was soon congested due to the rain.
Jiang Shan silently withdrew his gaze.
If only this rain had started after she got home, while she was eating takeout and watching a movie.
What a pity.
Having grown up in the humid south, Jiang Shan has had his share of rain, so it's easy for him to tell that this rain isn't going to stop anytime soon.
It's likely that the rain will continue from noon until evening.
She was just glad that the subway back to her rented apartment wouldn't be shut down because of the heavy rain.
Since the results of the probationary period will be announced tomorrow, the company, adhering to the principle of not overly exploiting interns, did not assign any tasks to Jiang Shan and Xu Qing today.
Xu Qing was confronted by Zhu Meng at the meeting, which shattered his Dao heart. After the meeting ended, he went home early to cry to his parents.
Jiang Shan didn't leave early. She was organizing various data and materials on the computer while tidying up her workstation, always prepared to move her belongings back to her rented apartment after being laid off tomorrow.
Originally, Zhu Meng was quite upright, and Jiang Shan thought he would be the one chosen.
Who knew she had a hypoglycemic episode and knocked him out.
Alas, it's all about timing and fate.
As soon as it was time to leave work, Jiang Shan had just finished packing her things. She slung her bag over her shoulder and went from being the slowest person to the second fastest to leave work.
As Jiang Shan approached the door, he was greeted by a face full of moisture from the air. Just as he was about to calmly take out his umbrella, he discovered that his bag was empty.
Damn it, I forgot my umbrella.
When I went out this morning, the weather forecast said there would be no rain.
It's always inaccurate.
She took two steps back, avoiding the condensation blown into the doorway by the wind, and watched her colleagues with umbrellas walking out, chatting and laughing. Several times she opened her mouth, trying to borrow their umbrellas to get to the subway station, but when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she couldn't say them.
Forget it, I'll just call a cheap delivery crew to deliver the umbrellas.
She wasn't familiar with the other people, and it wouldn't be good for her to bother people she might never have anything to do with again, perhaps on the day before she was to leave the company.
Jiang Shan had just opened the food delivery app when a shadow suddenly appeared on the upper half of his phone screen.
Looking up, there was a large black umbrella that could fit three people.
The person holding the umbrella is Gao Ming's secretary, the one who follows Zhu Meng.
But why did he give her the umbrella?
She just hit Zhu Meng today, so Gao Ming shouldn't like her.
Can something really fall from the sky?
Something unusual must be going on.
“Secretary Gao, you…” Jiang Shan hesitated before speaking, trying to ask Gao Ming the price for bringing him an umbrella in the rain in the most tactful way. Sure enough, Gao Ming nodded.
"Please invite Mr. Zhu."
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