Hearing her phone ring, Jiang Yimei felt a headache coming on, because she had only managed to reduce the "mountain" in front of her by a few centimeters; the road to revolution was truly long.
As she was packing her things to go back to work overtime, a question suddenly came to mind.
The documents belong to the company. Is it okay for her to take them back like this? What if she loses them or damages them?
This question should be asked of Lin Congzhi.
But now, does Lin Congzhi still dare to talk to her?
She could imagine how terrified and anxious Lin Congzhi must be right now, restless and racking his brains to find a way to please her and get her forgiveness.
Never mind all that, I'd better go out and see.
After packing the documents, she left the office.
Instead of going directly to Lin Congzhi for advice, she pretended to ignore him and wait to see how he would react.
Upon hearing the door to Jiang Yimei's office open, Lin Congzhi immediately opened his eyes and put down the hand that was rubbing his nose.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed that Jiang Yimei's face was terribly dark, and he immediately suppressed his thoughts.
He clearly had a great tool for speaking, but he didn't know where to begin; perhaps he was truly afraid.
Jiang Yimei caught a glimpse of Lin Congzhi hesitating to speak out of the corner of her eye, and for some reason, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
This bastard is really afraid of her!
That's right. If the tiger doesn't show its power, the enemy will treat her like a sick cat. We need to make Lin Congzhi tremble with fear.
The issue of taking the documents home to handle still needs to be discussed with Lin Congzhi, and his opinion needs to be sought.
So she decided to stop and turn around to face Lin Congzhi.
Just as she was about to do these things, Lin Congzhi, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up for the first time: "President Jiang!"
Lin Congzhi believed that public and private matters should be clearly separated.
He was to hand over the translation documents that Manager Yan had given him to Jiang Yimei to avoid any misunderstandings between them.
Jiang Yimei stopped abruptly.
That bastard actually dared to speak; it seems he wasn't really scared.
This wasn't what she wanted to see, but she was also somewhat looking forward to it, leaving her with mixed feelings.
Ignoring all that, she went straight to the point and asked, "What is it?"
"Here is a document."
Jiang Yimei frowned. Why are there still documents today? Aren't they supposed to be submitted tomorrow?
She was utterly speechless, realizing that being a general manager was no easy task.
Calming herself down, she sighed and asked, "What document?"
"The English document translation that Manager Yan handed over," Lin Congzhi replied, enunciating each word clearly.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yimei's furrowed brows instantly relaxed.
Thank goodness, it was just a translated document; if it were any other document, things would have been much worse.
The old witch's speed is acceptable.
However, she didn't believe the old witch had translated it using her own abilities; she must have relied on something else.
She'll investigate thoroughly tomorrow; let's let the old witch go for now.
I still need to get the translation document; otherwise, I won't be able to understand the English document at all.
So she walked over with an icy demeanor, her face exuding a chilling aura that made her unapproachable.
"Gurgle!"
Lin Congzhi swallowed hard, and his usually calm hands trembled slightly for some reason.
He picked up the documents even before Jiang Yimei arrived, demonstrating exceptionally proactive service.
Jiang Yimei couldn't help but chuckle as she stared at Lin Congzhi's trembling hands.
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