"who!"
Jiang Yimei, inside the door, suddenly frowned, wondering who was knocking on the door.
Lin Congzhi deliberately altered his voice so that Jiang Yimei couldn't tell the difference: "*Group takeout!"
Although the tone was changed by 99%, Jiang Yimei knew it was Lin Congzhi as soon as she heard it.
No one's voice could be so beautiful, except for that devil's.
Lin Congzhi was playing a trick on her, and she didn't want to play with him anymore. She stubbornly said, "I don't want it anymore, just throw it away."
Lin Congzhi continued to feign illness: "Dear Miss Jiang, your health is of utmost importance. If you don't eat, you'll ruin your health; and if you ruin your health, you won't be able to work."
Jiang Yimei felt that Lin Congzhi had come to mock her.
However, the humble voice was quite pleasant to the ear.
"None of your business."
Lin Congzhi politely pleaded, "I don't care, nobody cares about you anymore, let's eat."
Jiang Yimei continued to act stubbornly: "I said no, and that means no!"
Lin Congzhi, who was madly in love with her, immediately found a way to save face for her: "Miss Jiang, you are so beautiful, generous, intelligent, and kind-hearted. I believe you will not hold a grudge against us petty people who are late. Come out and get your takeout."
That was alright, so Jiang Yimei calmed down, slowly walked out, and opened the door to get her takeout.
Upon seeing Lin Cong, she feigned surprise and asked, "Oh, isn't this Secretary Lin? Why does your voice sound different?"
Lin Congzhi answered without changing his expression: "Because I'm a food delivery guy, Mr. Jiang's food delivery guy."
Jiang Yimei was truly impressed by Lin Congzhi's patience in remaining unfazed by such slander, and immediately praised him: "Excellent, remember to maintain this tone and service attitude in the future."
Lin Congzhi gestured: "No problem!"
Feeling delighted, Jiang Yimei took the takeout from Lin Congzhi and then went back to her room to wolf it down.
Lin Congzhi, feeling relieved, returned to his seat and continued with his own business.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Yimei started working, trying her best to finish her tasks.
As she left work in the evening, carrying documents that hadn't been fully approved, she walked out of the office, exhausted.
Just as she came out, Lin Congzhi called her back again.
Upon looking around and seeing the thick stack of documents on Lin Congzhi's desk, she deflated like a punctured balloon.
There are so many, she couldn't possibly approve them all even if she worked all night.
At that moment, she had thoughts of surrendering.
However, a voice inside her told her not to be so spineless.
With her hands clenched and teeth clenched, she endured the pain, then strolled over and took half of the documents.
Seeing this, Lin Congzhi frowned and immediately called out to her, "President Jiang, there's still half left."
Jiang Yimei: "We'll approve it tomorrow."
Sensing an opportunity, Lin Congzhi's lips curled into a smile as he sighed, "This can't go on. These are all very important documents, and each one affects the company's substantial interests."
Jiang Yimei turned around abruptly, her beautiful face flushed with anger: "Lin Congzhi, are you trying to work me to death?"
Lin Congzhi put on an innocent face: "President Jiang, you said it yourself, that it won't hinder the company's development. I never forced you."
Leaning forward, Jiang Yimei asked arrogantly, "Lin Congzhi, do you want me to beg you?"
Lin Congzhi pouted, glanced sideways, and dared not meet Jiang Yimei's fierce eyes: "No, I'm just telling the truth."
She looked so aggrieved, as if she had done something wrong.
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