The pitch-black night enveloped the two of them.
Like a beautiful riverbed.
Suppress the two surging waves.
While asleep, Shen Zhiyi felt her arm being kissed repeatedly.
Those hot, thin lips traveled from her fingertips down her forearm, neck, and collarbone, finally gently covering her brows and eyes.
The lips are in dire need of harvesting.
But it was deliberately avoided.
She was in a daze.
It felt like a thousand pounds were pressing on my eyelids, and I couldn't wake up.
However, the sensations in his body grew more intense with each passing wave.
The burning sensation made her sink deeper into her dream.
She dreamed that she was in that bathroom.
Untie Pei Ji's bath towel.
He lost his glasses.
She pinned him against the sink and kissed him passionately.
She dreamt that he set her on fire, and that she clung to his neck, like a drowning person clinging to the last piece of driftwood.
She dreamed that she was sweating.
I also dreamed that his sweat dripped onto my neck.
The two snuggled together.
Their entanglement is like that of trees in a humid rainforest, all being drenched by a heavy rain.
The branches and trunks are connected.
Even the root system buried deep underground is tightly intertwined and tangled together.
The rain was torrential.
Like water jets constantly cascading down a glass door.
The reflection showed their flowing figures.
The dream wavered and shattered.
Shen Zhiyi woke up completely soaked.
He found himself lying on the large bed, but Pei Ji was nowhere to be seen.
She glanced at her watch.
It's very close to the time to visit the factory.
She quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.
Just as they came out, Pei Ji returned.
It looks like you just went to the gym.
"I ordered breakfast." He walked inside with a towel draped around his neck. "You eat something first, I'll take a shower and then leave."
He has completely reverted to his gentle and restrained demeanor as a boss.
It felt like the entanglement and ambiguity of last night.
It was all just her illusion.
Shen Zhiyi watched his retreating figure.
He patted his face.
To dispel the lingering heat.
...
As dusk settles, the city lights begin to twinkle.
Laughter could be heard coming from a private room in a restaurant in Anzhou.
"Oh my, Mr. Pei, the assistant you brought is really good with words."
A man in his forties, with slicked-back hair and a large belly, stared intently at Shen Zhiyi with gleaming eyes.
"Miss Shen, is that right?"
I'd like to offer you a toast.
Shen Zhiyi picked up her wine glass. "Mr. He, you're too kind."
"You are a long-time partner of our company, so it is only right that I toast you with this glass."
After she finished speaking, she readily downed the glass of baijiu in front of her.
He Guang paused for a moment.
His gaze was practically glued to Shen Zhiyi like a magnet, a fleeting glint of greed in his eyes.
He licked his thick lips, staring at Shen Zhiyi as he drank his wine.
Pei Ji frowned coldly.
The eyes behind the lenses gleamed with a cold light.
The fingers gripping the teacup slowly tightened, revealing distinct knuckles.
His expression remained calm and unhurried.
His gaze shifted to Shen Zhiyi.
Seeing her serious expression as she discussed the matter, it seemed she intended to try and close the deal herself.
He turned the teacup in his hand without saying a word.
He Guang put down his wine glass with a troubled expression.
“Miss Shen, you’ve seen the situation at the factory today.”
"So many people are counting on eating."
"If we continue with the previous pricing scheme, we will have to reduce production."
"There's nothing we can do about it..."
“However…” he slowly took another sip of his drink, “it’s not like there’s no room for negotiation…”
He placed the wine glass on the table and reached for Chen Zhiyi's hand.
A teacup was set down heavily.
He was startled.
He turned his head and saw Pei Ji staring at him with a sinister look.
That gaze was icy, sharp enough to scrape you clean.
He Guang was so frightened that he withdrew his hand.
He thought to himself.
Could it be that Shen Zhiyi is President Pei's precious treasure?
Is it that important?
An assistant, and I can't even touch her?
He pursed his lips.
If you can't get the swan meat, you won't give them any sweet treats either.
He then said firmly, "Actually, it's not just your company that's approached us for cooperation."
"When we open a business, of course we are flexible and adaptable in many ways."
“Now that they’re offering a higher price, of course I’m considering selling to them.”
"Why wouldn't you make money if you could?"
"There's no such logic in the world."
Shen Zhiyi took out a stack of documents from her bag and placed them on the table. "Is this the company Mr. He is talking about?"
He Guang leaned closer for a look.
Hey!
That's really true!
I never expected that this seemingly delicate assistant would be so decisive and efficient in handling matters.
Even these things have been investigated thoroughly.
Shen Zhiyi said, "Mr. He, you should think this through carefully."
"As far as I know, this company has changed factories three times in the past year, and their credibility and longevity in cooperation are not as good as ours."
“We have been cooperating with Mr. He for so many years. We know each other well, so the cooperation is naturally smooth and reassuring.”
"But if we switch to this company, isn't Mr. He worried that he might become the next partner to be dumped?"
He Guang hesitated after hearing what she said.
He flipped through the documents, his heart filled with astonishment.
This is Shen Zhiyi.
How did they manage to find out so much about their opponent?
The look in his eyes as he gazed at her gradually faded, the covetousness and greed he had shown earlier towards women disappearing.
Instead, I felt a greater sense of appreciation.
He hesitated.
"Your company hasn't had an easy time these past few years, has it?"
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