Why is Mr. Gu wearing gloves today?
The sound of the door closing interrupted his thoughts. Sun Hao got back into his car and headed to the company.
......
Gu Nian arrived at the first floor of the company and encountered someone.
Chen Jiawen excitedly grasped his hand and recounted the "hardships" she had endured during this period.
"Okay, I know you've worked hard. I'll give you three days off. Go back and get some rest."
“Thank you, Boss.” He touched the smooth black leather gloves. “I’ll get the gloves for you.”
"No..." Gu Nian hadn't finished speaking when the warmth in her hand disappeared, and the smile on her lips vanished as well.
When Sun Hao saw the shiny nail polish on his fingers, he finally understood why he was wearing gloves today.
"Um...I...I don't know." Chen Jiawen also noticed, and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Her hands trembled as she put the bra back on for him.
It was rush hour, and many people were entering the company. In just a short while, Gu Nian's nail polish was noticed by most people.
Gu Nian took a deep breath, resisting the urge to throw him out of the company: "Come to work tomorrow!" With that, she put her hands on her hips and strode into the elevator.
Sun Hao patted him on the back and said, "Brother, hang in there! I'm going up first."
He looked up at the sky and wailed, "My vacation!" He looked down at his hands and said, "Why are my hands so stubborn? They were wearing it perfectly fine, why did I have to take them off?"
He walked out the door, looking utterly dejected.
The employees waiting for the elevator were discussing the nail issue.
"This is clearly the work of President Gu's little girlfriend. She's spoiling him so much. I'm so envious."
"Good men are always someone else's; my boyfriend won't even let me wear makeup."
"Although...but, the contrast between President Gu's nail polish and his aloof face is quite striking, giving off a feeling of Lin Daiyu wielding a sledgehammer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator doors opened, and everyone walked in in an orderly fashion.
The discussion thus came to an end.
......
During the meeting, Gu Nian noticed that his subordinates kept glancing at his hands.
His eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you need me to take it off and show it to you?"
Coughing filled the air, and everyone kept their heads down in silence.
"Meeting adjourned!" Gu Nian stood up, buttoned up his suit jacket, and left the conference room with a cold, handsome face.
The head of the publicity department said, "It's just painting your nails, what's so special about that? Now look what's happened, the meeting wasn't even over and President Gu is already angry."
The operations manager replied, "Old Liu, I'm nearsighted, but not blind. Your eyeballs just now almost flew out and into President Gu's gloves."
His eyes darted away as he touched his nose and said, "I'm just curious about what kind of nail polish President Gu wears. I'll get the same one later."
The head of the technical department closed his laptop and snapped his fingers: "I heard from my subordinates that it's pink and has rhinestones on it."
"No way." The CFO spread her fingers, looking at the Chanel-style pearl nail art she had just done last weekend: "I heard it was supposed to be green."
This sparked an in-depth discussion about the color of Gu Nian's nails.
Everyone shared the version they had heard.
Gu Nian returned to her office, took off her gloves, took a picture of her hand, and sent it to Luo Shimiao, saying, "Miaomiao, because of you, I've become the talk of the company. How are you going to make it up to me for my injured Xinlin?"
Luo Shimiao, who was swinging on the swing in the yard and scrolling through videos, saw his photo and smiled broadly, replying, "Want me to make you lunch? Would you like Chinese or Western food?"
She immediately tapped on the incoming WeChat call notification displayed at the top of the screen.
The moment the call connected, a man's voice came through the receiver: "Can I eat you?"
She said firmly, "No." She clicked on the photo, looked at the fair and slender fingers, and exclaimed, "Gu Nian, your hands are really beautiful."
"I know, it looks good and works well, don't you think?"
Hearing the man's wicked tone, Luo Shimiao immediately thought of yesterday afternoon at the movie theater, when he used his finger...
"Yes, yes, yes, you must have used these hands to do a lot of 'handicrafts' before, right?"
Gu Nian picked up a fountain pen, leaned back lazily in his chair, and twirled the black pen between his fingers.
"How do you know, or do you just want to see?"
"Who, who wants to see this? Do you think I'm like you, so wicked and lewd?"
With a thud.
Gu Nian saw the call was disconnected, lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "You're easily amused."
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