After lunch and returning to the company, Yanliang sat in his office for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and left the office without taking anything. And not long after, she was in the financial manager's office.
Looking at the name card with the word "Zhou Cheng" on the office door, Yan Liang hesitated for a while before knocking.
Soon, a familiar voice came from the office: "Please come in."
Yanliang gritted her teeth, and pushed the door open so abruptly. The door was pushed open, and she saw Zhou Cheng sitting behind his desk, eating boxed lunch while working.
Zhou Cheng hastily looked up from the document and glanced at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then put down his chopsticks and greeted her warmly: "Why are you here?"
Zhou Cheng looked like a workaholic, and seeing Yanliang felt very uncomfortable: "Why are you eating now?"
"No way, I've been very busy recently."
Zhou Cheng shrugged while talking.
The chief financial officer is about to reach retirement age, and the entire financial department is actually supported by Zhou Cheng, and the end of the month is the busiest, so he naturally has no leisure time.
After calling Yanliang to sit down, Zhou Cheng lowered his head to process the documents again, and only occasionally raised his head to chat with Yanliang, a rare guest, "Yesterday you went back to the mansion for dinner, and we didn't have time to have a good chat, so the old man pushed you to the road. Zheng, you must be feeling bad, right? At that time, your face smelled bad... "
Yanliang smiled awkwardly.
Seeing that he was so busy, Yan Liang sat in the guest seat silently for a long while, and finally broke his heart, and said directly: "I saw Xu Ziqing at noon today, she is with Jiang Shijun."
As soon as the words fell, Yanliang clearly saw Zhou Cheng's hand holding the pen stiffen severely. But soon his hand resumed the action of scribbling on the document.
Zhou Cheng didn't even lift his head...
This made Yanliang even more suspicious: "No matter how you look at it, you don't seem surprised at all."
Zhou Cheng's hand froze again.
After a pause, he put down his pen, looked up at Yanliang opposite, with an expression of loneliness that couldn't be hidden, but he spoke calmly: "Although Ziqing looks weak, she has always had her own ideas. , I... respect her decision."
After speaking, he continued to immerse himself in the document. As if to prove his so-called "respect" with actions.
Yanliang immediately couldn't help but snorted coldly, and repeated his words to himself, "You respect her decision..." Suddenly he became angry, stood up abruptly, leaned over to tear off his pen and documents, and let go He threw it to the table, "The woman you like is going to climb into the bed of an old man by all means, do you respect her decision???"
A gleam of anger flashed in Zhou Cheng's eyes, but his consistent forbearance and self-control made the anger quickly dissipate, and he still persuaded Yan Liang kindly: "Ziqing is just using Jiang Shijun's favor for her to accomplish something. , not as bad as you said."
"Then do you think that old fox Jiang Shijun would be willing to be taken advantage of? If you want to get benefits from him, you must give more than you get. Xu Ziqing can't beat him..."
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Zhou Cheng could no longer argue.
Seeing this situation, Yanliang shook her head frequently, the desk was messed up by her, she looked at the scattered documents on the desk, felt defeated, turned around with a smile and left.
Having walked quickly to the door, Yanliang gave another sudden pause, turned to look at the poor man, and asked a question that was destined to be unanswerable: "Why is your love for her so humble?"
A month later, the Xu family, which was in a downturn, finally turned around: Xu Ziqing, the person in charge of secret, and Jiang Shijun, the president of Liberty Group, reached an agreement to share the idea of "perfect base makeup" and develop their respective markets in Europe and North America without crossing the boundaries of each other.
The official launch of Secret was delayed for nearly two months due to the turmoil, which has cost the company tens of millions of dollars and made the outside world more and more suspicious of Xu Ziqing. The ridicule of Miss Jia also gradually subsided, the reason is very simple: Xu Ziqing and Jiang Shijun were photographed going out and out of public places together more than once. This relationship, or for Ms. Xu herself, has to be reserved.
Yanliang learned about his father's attitude towards this scandal from his mother. He heard that his father called Xu Ziqing home and talked in the study for a whole afternoon behind closed doors. After all, everything was fine.
Her mother couldn't guess how Xu Ziqing excused herself, and Yanliang was even less interested in guessing—Secret's turnaround meant that Yayan's advantage was in jeopardy, and Yanliang's sense of crisis made her unable to take that much into consideration.
She was too busy to go home again.
It turned out that Yanliang lived alone, worked overtime every night, and no one would say "no" when the office was in charge, but now the situation is different, her mobile phone will receive dissatisfaction from time to time, for example, at this moment, the landline in her office suddenly rang up-
Who would call her office at one o'clock in the morning? After Yanliang picked up the phone, she was suspicious for a moment and didn't speak. Until the other party said in a clear tone: "You are indeed in the company."
Yan Liang was taken aback.
Only then did she temporarily put down the work at hand, and stretched the phone line so that she could lean on the seat to relax her muscles and bones, especially the sore back of her neck: "Aren't you on a business trip? When did you return to China?"
"One and a half hours ago." Jiang Yunan's voice showed a trace of tiredness, "When I got home and saw that you were not there, I guessed that you were at the company again."
"I can't help it. I plan to develop the cosmetics field of Yayan next year. I will wait for the plan to be approved after it comes out. Time is tight."
"You were working overtime when I was on a business trip. I have already returned from the business trip, and you are still working overtime. It seems that at the end of the year, I must reissue you a perfect attendance award in my own name."
What is the charm of this man's voice that can instantly wipe away her fatigue? Yan Liang didn't want to be heard by him laughing, but the corners of her mouth curled up silently. Then he heard him ask in a nonsensical manner: "Why did you lock the door of your department?"
Yanliang was taken aback for a moment: "En?"
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"You... shouldn't..."
Before Yanliang could finish asking, Jiang Yunan had already cut off her words: "Come out and open the door for me."
His voice pierced through the distant radio waves into Yanliang's eardrums, causing Yanliang to sit upright on the seat with the receiver in his hand. He was stunned for three seconds before suddenly putting down the receiver, getting up and running towards the door go.
Halfway through the run, I realized that the proximity card was still on the table, and hurriedly turned around to get it.
He left the office as quickly as possible, walked through the empty cubicle to the door of the department.
Outside the glass door, Jiang Yunan, who was still in a neat suit and had no time to change after returning home, had been waiting for a long time.
Yanliang swiped the induction card, and the door opened, before Yanliang stepped out, Jiang Yunan stepped forward and hugged her - before the induction door was fully opened.
Mr. Jiang has been on a business trip for more than seven days, and now all his thoughts are melted in the long kiss. Because there was no light in the cubicle, the only source of light came from the elevator behind Jiang Yunan. The kiss in the dark was secretive and emotional. Yan Liang felt that the already sore neck was even more sour now, but she was unwilling to end the greasy lips and tongue. Grind together.
But at this moment, a bright light suddenly shone on her eyelids. Jiang Yunan should have felt something, and his movements froze. Yanliang opened his eyes, and could vaguely see the security guard standing not far behind Jiang Yunan, holding a flashlight to shine on them with a questioning expression.
Yanliang subconsciously wanted to separate, but after taking half a step back, Jiang Yunan hugged her back.
Jiang Yunan protected her tightly, turned half of his face slightly, his expression was cold, and then came the trembling voice of the security guard: "Jiang... Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Yunan ordered in a low tone: "You can go."
The security guard patrolling the building quickly said yes, turned off the flashlight, turned around and left, Yanliang heard the sound of footsteps walking farther and farther away, and breathed a sigh of relief as he was about to come out of his arms, but he was hugged tightly again in a blink of an eye. Jiang Yunan reminded her softly against her earlobe, "He's still looking back."
Yanliang was so frightened that he quickly locked his chest firmly, not daring to move.
Immediately, Yanliang felt the man's chest rise and fall slightly, and at the same time, his soft laughter came from his ears. Yan Liang instantly realized that she had been cheated, she pushed him away abruptly, and looked towards the elevator, the security guard had long since disappeared, so why would she turn her head to peek