"The company is the sa way, acting rashly in tis of urgency."
After sending Qian Zhi away, Sun Dasheng found himself in a state of boredom.
Nothing to do, so he left work early.
Of course, it wasn’t that he really had nothing to do, it’s just that he wasn’t interested in the trivial tasks.
So he simply delegated, allowing others to act more freely.
Of course, this freedom wasn’t without boundaries; he had appointed his trusted aides to oversee the company’s Monitoring Departnt, Public Relations, and Human Resources.
If sothing really went wrong, it could be detected and dealt with promptly.
After leaving work early, he wandered over to the gym near the company.
It’s his own gym.
He hadn’t co to box for a while; today, he felt like trying it out.
The new receptionist didn’t recognize the boss.
But seeing his impressive attire, she knew he wasn’t just anyone and enthusiastically recomnded their VIP card to him.
"What’s your na?" Sun Dasheng was surprised by the receptionist’s enthusiasm, intending to tell Jiang Ziyan who manages the gym that she is a promising talent and should be cultivated.
Who knew she misunderstood, thinking he was trying to flirt with her.
The smile on her dimples faded slightly, and she just said, "If you don’t plan to buy a card, please leave. I have a boyfriend."
Sun Dasheng was taken aback montarily, then realized it was a misunderstanding, but didn’t bother to explain. He found her quite interesting, so he pretended to be intrigued and said, "Not even willing to add on WeChat?"
"I told you, I have a boyfriend, sorry." The girl’s face turned sowhat sour.
Sun Dasheng shrugged, "Having a boyfriend is even better, isn’t it?"
"You... jerk!" The girl was so angry she trembled; it was her first ti encountering soone so shaless. Though he was handso, she was not like those fangirls who only cared about looks.
The commotion finally drew the attention of those inside, and a long-ti staff mber instantly recognized Sun Dasheng’s identity and hurriedly called Manager Jiang Ziyan.
It wasn’t long.
Jiang Ziyan ca rushing over in high heels.
"What’s going on?" She asked the receptionist.
"Manager, he’s bullying ." The receptionist looked at her as if she were a lifesaver.
Jiang Ziyan was stunned, looking at her, saying, "This is our company’s major shareholder, and he’s bullying you?"
"Huh?" The receptionist was dumbfounded.
Recalling the whole situation, seed like it was her own fault?
Turns out it was her misunderstanding.
She awkwardly scratched her foot, not knowing what to do.
Sun Dasheng ca to her aid, "No worries, it’s just a misunderstanding, and your performance at the reception was very competent, proactively trying to sell cards—very good, worth nurturing."
His latter words were directed to Jiang Ziyan.
Jiang Ziyan tried to explain, "She’s a new intern, just graduated, so she doesn’t know you..."
"Didn’t I say I wasn’t angry? Do you really think I’m that petty?" Sun Dasheng said, looking at Jiang Ziyan.
Jiang Ziyan wanted to say yes.
But she didn’t dare.
So she said to the receptionist, "Quickly apologize to President Sun, he’s our company’s boss."
"Sorry, President Sun!" The receptionist was fairly savvy and quickly apologized sincerely.
"No problem, I’m just curious, so young and already attached?" Sun Dasheng asked her.
Her face instantly turned red, she stamred, "N-no, I was just lying to you earlier."
"Oh." Sun Dasheng glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, wrapping his arm around Jiang Ziyan’s waist as they walked inside.
This scene was all too familiar to the other senior employees.
The receptionist widened her eyes and said to the colleague next to her, "Manager Jiang, she... she..."
"Yes, it’s just as you think." Her colleague confird her suspicions.
A hint of disappointnt flashed in the receptionist’s eyes, "I thought Manager Jiang was a strong independent woman, but..."
She hadn’t finished her sentence before her colleague interrupted.
"You had better not say such things or you’ll lose your job?"
"How many strong independent won are there nowadays? Those on Douyin are just acting for you youngsters, trying to make money. Truthfully, behind every successful woman, isn’t there an able man?"
"Even if she doesn’t have one, her mom surely does."
This person added for thoroughness.
The receptionist: "..."
On the third floor of the gym, I played in the boxing arena for a while.
No opponent could match .
Then I took a shower.
After showering, I headed to the manager’s office.
As soon as I entered, I noticed that Jiang Ziyan, who had been wearing a uniform, was now in tight yoga clothes.
What’s going on here?
Jiang Ziyan lunged at : "Want!"
....
Afterwards, she took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and lit one for Sun Dasheng.
Sun Dasheng was puzzled: "How co you have cigarettes here?"
"Of course, they were prepared for you. I don’t smoke." Jiang Ziyan raised an eyebrow at him, her hands restlessly moving.
"Phew!~" Sun Dasheng blew a puff of smoke in her face, causing her to cough several tis, "Annoying!~"
"If I don’t take so defensive asures, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave this door today." Sun Dasheng pointed at the office door and said.
"Today’s role-playing seems a bit reversed; I’ve beco Little Red Riding Hood, and you’re the big bad wolf, wanting to eat .
"Oh dear, what nonsense are you saying? I just missed you too much." Jiang Ziyan unknowingly threw herself onto him again.
"You’re really a little vixen; among all the sisters at ho, you’re the one with the best figure!" Sun Dasheng’s hand went up and couldn’t co back down.
A woman with a bit of at is the best figure; most importantly, it feels really good.
"If you like it, you should co find more often."
Sun Dasheng heard a hint of complaint from her mouth.
"Alright, alright, exercise well, co over when you have ti to work out." Sun Dasheng patted her to comfort her.
"Annoying, why do you always hit here?" Jiang Ziyan said coyly.
Oh, this voice is really captivating.
"Who did you learn this from? I rember you weren’t like this before." Sun Dasheng gave her another tap.
Jiang Ziyan imdiately surrendered: "Didn’t I learn it from the rich ladies at the beauty salon?"
"Rich ladies? Really?"
"Of course, they often discuss how to please their husbands while doing beauty treatnts there."
Jiang Ziyan’s words surprised Sun Dasheng.
So, rich won have worries besides fun.
Just then.
The office door was suddenly knocked.
Sun Dasheng glanced at Jiang Ziyan, aning hadn’t you arranged it well? Soone’s coming at this ti.
Jiang Ziyan returned a puzzled look.
She had clearly instructed everything.
"I’ll go check it out." Jiang Ziyan got dressed and went over.
The door opened, and it was the receptionist from earlier.
She stood at the door apprehensively, holding two bags of milk tea, "Manager Jiang, I’ve just graduated and started working, don’t have much money, could only buy this to apologize, please convey my apologies to the boss, the previous incident was my rashness."
Jiang Ziyan was amused by her.
Was about to refuse when a voice behind her said: "Let her bring it in."
Before Jiang Ziyan could speak, a figure zipped in beside her.
Feeling a bit speechless, she closed the door and followed.
"I’ve received the things, and what I said before is true, I wasn’t blaming you, so no need to apologize anymore." Sun Dasheng pointed at the table and said.
"Oh, okay." She obediently complied.
"By the way, forgot to ask your na, what’s your na?" Sun Dasheng asked.
"Hello boss, my na is Cui Lina, 22 years old, graduated with a bachelor’s degree, just joined the gym as a receptionist, currently single and renting an apartnt, a Shanghai Drifter."
The introduction ca like a rhythmic recital.
But she spoke clearly and enunciated well, saying it all in one breath.
"I asked for your na, just say the na, no need to report so thoroughly, I’m not checking your household registration." Sun Dasheng found this young girl quite amusing.
Looking at Jiang Ziyan following behind, he said: "This kid’s pretty good, train her well."
"Quickly thank the boss." Jiang Ziyan prompted her.
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