Chapter 2 Chapter 2 She Didn't Reply to Me
The cool breeze with the unique scent of summer blew away the restlessness brought by the stuffy bar. Cheng Shuze closed his eyes to calm his mind, parked the car, turned off the engine, and was waiting for his boss's assistant at the door. He was a little surprised to see him come out so quickly.
Just now, when I was on the way to his bar, the person on the other end of the phone was full of passion and vowed to stay up all night. It's been less than 20 minutes, why is Cheng Shao out again?
As Cheng Shao's most advantageous assistant, He Yue knew very well that his task was to obey Cheng Shao's arrangements in everything. As for the deep-seated reasons why, they were completely beyond his consideration.
For example, he didn't need to know why Young Master Cheng and his wife, always a model couple, had gotten in the car that morning and asked him to drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau without any prior knowledge. Half an hour later, Young Master Cheng was the only one left, with an extra ID in hand, and a sullen face as he got back into the car. Then, Mrs. Cheng, Jiang Yiyun, the de facto head of the family, leisurely walked away with her newly arrived, limited-edition small handbag, leaving him alone, miserable and helpless, to face his boss's sudden rage.
He didn't dare to speak or ask.
Are you kidding? Does he have the courage to ask his boss at this time whether the thing he is holding is a divorce certificate?
No, he didn't.
He didn't dare to get involved in the boss couple's fun of divorcing today and remarrying tomorrow.
He Yue was trembling with fear and said nothing, not daring to face his boss who became even angrier after seeing Jiang Yiyu leaving in the car.
After a while, the icy atmosphere behind the car relaxed slightly.
"Go to the western suburbs." Cheng Shuze said coldly.
The western suburbs aren't close to the city center. If I rush over now, it would take me all afternoon and evening to go back and forth...
He Yue hesitated for a moment, feeling that as the general assistant, he still needed to remind Cheng Shao of his schedule for the day: "The departmental summary reports that I was supposed to attend this afternoon were also scheduled for the evening..."
Cheng Shuze: "Go."
"Okay, Vice President." He Yue immediately agreed. "Then I'll notify the West Suburbs project team immediately. Please go over there to conduct an inspection."
He Yue felt that his use of the word "temporary" was very clever.
The project of the newly acquired land in the western suburbs is still in the planning and review stage. It is too early for the official start of construction. It is now just a wasteland, and only a few people from the planning department are conducting on-site surveys. Cheng Shao can't see much if he goes there now, he can only take a look around.
It seems that these two ancestors are in a very bad mood today. Cheng Shao doesn't even want to stay in the city and has to go all the way out of the city.
He Yue dutifully informed the group vice president of the change in schedule for the afternoon. Thinking of the French restaurant private room on the 76th floor of the Central Twin Towers that Cheng Shao had asked him to book at least a month in advance, he felt a little sorry.
"You go back, I'll drive home by myself." Cheng Shuze calmed down and took the car keys from He Yue.
He Yue was a little worried about his boss: "Mr. Cheng, you're not drunk, right? Otherwise, how about I take you back to Yujiang Garden?"
"No, you can go." Cheng Shuze said concisely, took the key and got into the driver's seat. The taillights of the car came on, and the low-key business car drove out of the parking space on the street and merged into the busy main road.
He Yue stood there watching the business car driving away like a sports car, scratching his hair helplessly.
Should he report this to his former boss's wife? What if something happens to Cheng Shao while driving like this?
If it were in the past, he would have been diligent in reporting to the boss lady. After all, that was also tacitly approved by Young Master Cheng. By having him report the itinerary to Jiang Yiyu, he could indirectly show off their love to the onlookers. But now.
What if the boss really got a divorce certificate that morning? Then what should be done about his act of telling tales?
Although he was still determined in his heart that even if it was really a divorce certificate, it would not affect Mr. Cheng's deep love for Miss Jiang. The two of them were a model couple who quarreled at the head of the bed and made up at the foot of the bed. However, the reality from all angles now proved that it would be extremely difficult for him to make a report this time.
If they really broke up, he would be considered a collaborator with the enemy and had an unsteady stance, and would be kicked out of the group by Cheng Shao in seconds.
If they didn't really break up, what would he say?
Madam Boss, the boss just went to the bar and I didn't stop him...
To be honest, Young Master Cheng and his wife were about to fire him.
The versatile assistant who was good at observing people's expressions and understanding their hearts took two steps and then knew how to report.
He Yue clicked on the chat box of [Boss Lady Supreme] and typed a line of words: Boss Lady, Mr. Cheng drove home by himself.
He perfectly omits unimportant causes and consequences. He is a genius worker who does not offend either side and can report perfectly.
Before the genius assistant had gone far, his phone vibrated with a message from the other end.
Boss Lady: Okay, thank you. /smile
He Yue stared at the smiling face, lost in thought. Even in the middle of summer, he felt a chill run down his spine. The boss lady's pressure had reached the point where it could penetrate the screen and reach him.
He must have been with Master Cheng for so long that he was subtly influenced. The proprietress was a bright, charming, kind, and polite young lady. How could she possibly...
Before He Yue could finish his sigh, a new message came from the other side.
Lady Boss: Oh, I almost forgot to ask, where did he just come from? /smile
It was midsummer, but He Yue suddenly shuddered. He was the idiot who had lost his temper in a second.
If only he had pretended nothing had happened and not sent the message, he wouldn't be so helpless facing the boss's questioning.
The boss lady must have known something, so she came to ask him, right?
He Yue shed two lines of tears.
Young Master Cheng! Answer the phone! They need to discuss and reconcile their statements.
Generally speaking, offending Mr. Cheng is not a big problem, but if you make the boss lady unhappy, then it will be a big problem.
Forced to get involved in the complicated love-hate relationship or what you could call the marital affair of his immediate superior, He Yue felt that he could never go back to his previous simple and happy working life in the group.
This little cannon fodder really wants to cry.
But when he compared himself with his peers who not only had to help the boss keep their itinerary secret but also had to deal with mistresses, and then looked at the bonus numbers on his payslip at the end of each quarter, He Yue suddenly felt better.
It’s just a reply, it’s so simple.
Cheng Shuze rushed all the way to Yujiangyuan, where he and Jiang Yiyu lived after their marriage.
In order to facilitate daily travel, they bought a riverside flat when they agreed to get married. Jiang Yiyu also pulled several large trucks to move their belongings from the mansion here.
Although Yujiangyuan is in the city center, it is quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle and is still quite a distance away from Ta Bar.
Cheng Shuze hurried over and five minutes later at 11 o'clock, the business car finally stopped slowly in front of the door of his building.
There are three floors of underground parking garage planned in Yujiang Garden, but there are very few cars on the road. Cheng Shuze just parked by the roadside, not caring about the beautiful environment and separation of people and vehicles promoted by their property management. He turned off the engine, squinted his eyes through the car window, and looked at the brightly lit buildings.
When the house was first purchased, Jiang Yiyu originally chose a top-floor duplex. However, she complained that the top floor was too high and the strong wind made her very noisy, so she chose three floors in the middle section from top to bottom and hired a designer to connect the entire floor.
It's not just for living, but just to have a place to store her messy clothes, dresses, jewelry and bags.
Cheng Shuze couldn't figure out how many pairs of feet she had to need two entire walls of shoes.
A glance at the middle section of the building revealed a familiar middle floor with dim but still bright lights sandwiched between two dimly lit floors. Cheng Shuze's nerves, which had been tense since he came out of the bar, relaxed a little, and he slowly leaned back in his chair.
That's right, Cheng Shuze was being too cautious. She had so many things that it would take a long time to pack them up even if she wanted to move them out. He was overreacting.
Besides, Jiang Yiyu probably won't move. She's just throwing a tantrum. It's okay for her to move from the 27th floor to the 26th floor, but is she really going to move away?
It's all because of that guy Yang Han who's always yelling and making a fuss, making him nervous.
Cheng Shuze took out his cell phone. The latest message on WeChat was from his assistant He Yue, reminding him to drive safely. Jiang Yiyu hadn't sent him a single message all day.
Not quite normal.
The fact that Jiang Yiyu didn't send him a message all day was abnormal in itself.
Jiang Yiyun used to be incredibly diligent in sending him messages, asking for cakes and milk tea from internet-famous shops, or which restaurants she wanted to eat at, and she would just shove them all down her throat. He was often in meetings and didn't have time, so he'd just pass them on to his assistant.
Jiang Yiyu knew that it was her assistant who ran errands to buy things for her, and she also had He Yue's WeChat, but she still asked him to buy things for her, not even bothering the back and forth messages.
Putting these aside, the few times he had social engagements, Jiang Yiyu would diligently urge him to hurry up whenever it was almost time for curfew, and she had never been as indifferent as she was today, not even sending him a message.
This shouldn't be the case...
Cheng Shuze decided to wait a little longer.
Maybe Jiang Yiyu was too busy today, or she was so busy watching a TV series that she forgot to urge him.
Cheng Shuze's slender fingers slid across the watch, and a flash of metallic luster passed by in the dim car.
After waiting for another ten minutes, Jiang Yiyu would finally realize that he had not returned home yet. Cheng Shuze closed his eyes slightly and waited for her to call him.
After a while, he leaned over and opened the passenger storage box. His eyes swept over the divorce certificate that he had casually stuffed in that morning, and he took out a pack of cigarettes.
When he went to inspect the western suburbs in the afternoon, the team leader insisted on toasting him. He Yue collected it for him and put it in the car before he had time to deal with it.
Jiang Yiyun didn't like the smell of cigarettes, always saying it would ruin her skirt, so he stopped smoking. He didn't know why, but today he suddenly wanted to light one, even though Jiang Yiyun would definitely tell him to go take a shower when he got home later, so as not to bring the smell of cigarettes into her clothes.
The starlight outlined the deep eyebrows of the people in the car on the car window, until it slowly went out and everything returned to darkness again.
The deliberately turned-up volume of the mobile phone did not ring as the owner expected. Cheng Shuze was silent for a moment in the darkness, put out the cigarette with one hand, stepped out of the car with his long legs, and walked into the building where the lights had already dimmed.
The loud noise of the car door being slammed shut startled many turtledoves that flapped their wings in the quiet night.
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