Hu Yueqi felt a surge of intense jealousy.
My teeth are practically grinding to powder.
How did Shen Zhiyi end up with such an easy-going and generous client?!
This job originally belonged to her.
If she had known that even a newcomer like Shen Zhiyi, who was still on probation, could handle it, she would have gone herself!
If that's really the case...
So, she is now the owner of this bag.
This is more than my year-end bonus!
Hu Yueqi became increasingly indignant as she thought about it, and her expression became somewhat distorted.
Shen Zhiyi glanced at her watch, picked up her bag, and stood up. "Is there anything else?"
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Mr. Bo hates people being late, so she had to go to the restaurant early to wait for him.
Hu Yueqi stopped her.
"Hey, it's not time to leave work yet, and you're already leaving like this? That'll be considered leaving early."
"I don't know how to explain this to President Bo."
Shen Zhiyi noticed the hostility on her face and her expression turned cold as well. "Strictly speaking, I'm still on official business. I'm just dropping off some documents at the company."
"Besides, I'm going to see President Bo right now, there's no need for you to go through the trouble of complaining."
She was about to leave after she finished speaking.
Hu Yueqi was so angry that her face turned pale and then red. She secretly stretched out her foot and tripped Shen Zhiyi.
Shen Zhiyi staggered and turned around to glare at her angrily.
"Oh dear," Hu Yueqi said with a nonchalant smile, "You should be careful when you walk."
She rolled her eyes and walked back to her workstation.
Shen Zhiyi glanced at her watch.
Time is almost up.
If you are late and offend President Bo, you will truly jeopardize your future.
She didn't waste any more words with Hu Yueqi and turned to leave the company.
The address Bo Xu gave was in a very hidden alley.
Taxis can't get in.
Shen Zhiyi got out of the car and turned several corners before finding a staircase leading up.
You have to climb several steps to reach the restaurant.
She climbed for a while before realizing that she had twisted her ankle, and the pain became more and more pronounced the longer she walked.
She glanced up at the seemingly endless staircase and anxiously checked her watch.
I'm going to be late...
We need to hurry, we can't let President Bo get angry...
Otherwise, all the achievements of today's project and the good impression we made with him will be wasted.
Can't be late...
Absolutely not...
She endured the pain in her feet, and slowly climbed up, clinging to the handrail.
When she finally arrived at the restaurant, her back was covered in cold sweat, her face was as white as paper, and she could barely stand.
Bo Xu stood tall and elegant at the restaurant entrance. When he saw her, he strode over and glanced at his watch with a cold expression.
"I was ten minutes late."
“Shen Zhiyi,” he said coldly, lowering his wrist, “you are the first person who has dared to make me wait this long.”
Shen Zhiyi turned pale with fright and quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bo..."
Bo Xu noticed the sweat on her forehead, glanced down at her, and frowned, asking, "What happened to your foot?"
Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt a little wronged.
She remembered what the survival manual said: "Don't cry in front of him," and forced back her tears.
He sniffed and mumbled, "It's twisted."
"The staircase is very long."
Her voice trembled as she spoke, and there was a hint of water in her eyes.
Bo Xu pursed his lips.
Suddenly, a large hand scooped her up, and he bent down to pick her up.
Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise, her fingertips grabbing his suit jacket.
"What are mouths for?" Bo Xu glanced at her lips, which were moist and glistening, gleaming softly in the sunlight.
Like some kind of rich, sweet candy.
For others to enjoy.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he subtly averted his gaze, carrying her as he strode toward the private room.
"You didn't even call me when you were injured."
He lowered his gaze and swept it over the person who was obediently curled up in his arms, head hanging down like a quail, without uttering a sound.
"Do you really enjoy being scolded?"
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