Wen Nuan couldn't find Zhu Linlu for several days.
His cell phone was turned off. She called his office secretary and he said he was away on a business trip but didn't say where he was going. She called his home but no one answered. She was at a loss as to what to do.
She was bored and looking through numbers on her phone. When she saw Wenrou, she paused. Wenrou never came again after that day. Occasionally, she called her, and the noisy sound from the receiver made her realize that Wenrou was not being perfunctory or evasive, but was really too busy to spare the time to talk to her.
Later I saw on the financial channel that the market was booming and the index was rising wildly every day. Anyone who knew nothing about the stock market could make a minimum return of 20 to 30 percent. No wonder Wenrou, an investment manager, was so busy.
Wen Nuan doesn't understand these things and rarely cares about them.
His eyes stayed on the number for a long time, but in the end he did not dial it.
Even if people are as close as sisters, they still need a certain distance. Even if you have been as careful as possible, you will inevitably reveal her gentle secrets. Afterwards, ask yourself, is it unintentional or intentional? Do you really want her to let go of you, or do you actually have a little annoyance that she has been kept secret for a long time, so you deliberately drive her away
So many years have passed, I've become numb and don't want to tell who is in more pain.
As for the so-called relatives, after all, there is only this sister left. In the next ten or twenty years, birth, aging, illness and death will pass in the blink of an eye. What is there to argue about? If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it. If you obey her and let her stay around you and make her feel comfortable, then why not let her go.
"Sister Wen!"
Wen Nuan was startled and looked towards the source of the sound.
Xiao Dai narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Your phone is ringing."
Wen Nuan quickly picked up the internal line. The 66th floor was sparsely populated. When Zhan Nanxian was there, department heads would occasionally come and walk around. Without him, the huge space would be incredibly quiet, so she turned the phone ringtone very low. Unexpectedly, she missed the call because she was distracted.
"Wen Nuan, I'm Chi Bika from the Human Resources Department."
"Hello, Manager Chi."
"Have you been going back to the company on Saturday afternoons recently?"
She was startled. "I was busy recently and I felt that I didn't have enough time, so—"
Chi Bika laughed, "Don't be nervous. I'm not asking you anything. In the whole Qianyu, besides Boss Zhan, you're probably the only one who would take the initiative to come back to work on weekends. You're so diligent, and as your recommender, I'm not too far behind. By the way, Boss Zhan asked me to give you overtime pay on weekends, at three times your normal daily wage. I'm just telling you about this."
Wen Nuan was about to explain that she hadn't come back recently, but suddenly she understood and could only respond, "I see. Thank you, Manager Chi."
This was not a reward from Zhan Nanxian; it was clearly an attempt to buy out her Saturday afternoons. After receiving the triple daily wage, she would have no choice but to come back on weekends in the future.
"Sister Wen, what were you thinking about so intently just now?" Ding Xiaodai walked over with an apple.
She graduated from a vocational high school at the age of 18 and is Wen Nuan's assistant secretary. She is responsible for pouring tea, serving water, photocopying and typing. Although she is inexperienced, she is very smart. Since there are only two of them on the 66th floor besides Zhan Nanxian, she always likes to chat with Wen Nuan during lunch break.
Half of his body was lying on the warm office desk. Ding Xiaodai bit an apple and winked at her, "You don't want us to be the boss, do you? Could it be that even you can't resist his charm and join the fainting tribe?"