As it was approaching the end of the workday, Dai Liang knocked on the door of Chen Ningxi’s office.
"Manager Chen, the second batch of cables has been accepted."
"You’ve worked hard." Chen Ningxi took the docunts and reviewed them, then, after confirming everything was in order, she placed them into a file box marked with Shangxing’s procurent and returned to ask, "Has the specific delivery date for the third batch been set?"
Dai Liang said, "Not yet. Manager Pan said the factory has many orders recently. He will arrange it and contact you on the specific day."
"..."
Chen Ningxi’s hands paused slightly, and she raised her head, saying calmly, "Why contact ? Didn’t I tell you to take full responsibility? Let him contact you."
"I told Manager Pan the sa, but he said the last batch of goods has a specially made piece of equipnt from our unit that requires your personal confirmation."
Before signing the contract, an additional batch of supercapacitors had indeed been customized with specific specifications.
"You just sign for the supercapacitors as per the contract. There’s no need for to go; it’s fine."
Since the manager had spoken, Dai Liang would do as instructed.
"Alright, leave it to ."
Although work inevitably required so contact, Chen Ningxi still maintained a policy of avoiding it when possible.
Just as Chen Ningxi was leaving the office, she received a call from Cheng Qiaobei.
"Wife, are you off work?"
"Just finished. How about you?"
"I’m at your office entrance."
"Here to pick up? Wait for , I’m coming down."
Having Cheng Qiaobei with her brought an inexplicable peace of mind. It’s not that she was particularly afraid of Pan Cheng, but there’s a saying that toads don’t bite but are irritating.
Although he was scared off last ti, these bottom-line-less people might co up with so annoying trick again. Having Cheng Qiaobei accompany her to and from work would make Pan Cheng think twice.
Chen Ningxi had just driven out of the main gate when she saw Cheng Qiaobei’s car parked by the roadside. Seeing her co out, Cheng Qiaobei started his car to follow.
Just as the car stopped at the red light at the intersection, Chen Ningxi’s phone rang. She glanced at the number, and it was Guo Shiwen, the sales manager of Shangxing Special Electric.
Chen Ningxi pressed the button to take the call, and Guo Shiwen’s voice ca through with a friendly tone that exuded a smile, even without seeing him.
"Manager Chen, it’s , Guo."
"Manager Guo, what’s up?"
Guo Shiwen said, "Manager Chen, do you have ti lately? I want to invite you to dinner. Don’t misunderstand, it’s not business-related."
Seeing the red light turn green, and since it wasn’t business, it was even less convenient to engage personally.
"Manager Guo, you’re too kind. If it’s not for business, we don’t need to et for a al to talk. It’s fine, we can talk over the phone."
Glancing at the person opposite, Guo Shiwen said, "It’s hard to say over the phone. Can we et and chat?"
Chen Ningxi said, "I’m really sorry, I’ve been extrely busy lately and might not find the ti. I’m driving; I’ll get back to you later."
Seeing Pan Cheng nod, Guo Shiwen had no choice but to say, "Uh, Manager Chen, you drive first. I’ll call you later."
Chen Ningxi hung up the phone, her face turning cold.
Guo Shiwen was really generous, being Pan Cheng’s lover while still helping him arrange to et other won. It’s the classic case of soone pitiful having detestable characteristics.
After stopping the car, she directly blocked Guo Shiwen’s number.
With people like that, there was no need to spare face; those who harm you can never be friends.
Cheng Qiaobei brought a mango cake over to Chen Ningxi’s car, just in ti to see her closing the call page.
When Chen Ningxi got out of the car and saw the cake in his hand, she said, "How did you know I wanted cake?"
Naturally, Cheng Qiaobei put his arm around her waist with a aningful smile, saying, "I know more than just about cakes."
"Huh?" Chen Ningxi felt he was implying sothing.
But Cheng Qiaobei just laughed, "I also know about spicy crayfish, stead river crab, wasabi shrimp balls..."
So that’s how it is.
Chen Ningxi pushed him, "You’re such a drama queen."
As night fell, the sheets were in disarray, and the sound of water flowed in the bathroom.
Cheng Qiaobei picked up Chen Ningxi’s phone, unlocked it, opened the recent call records, and found the blacklist noting Shangxing Special Electric Sales Manager Guo.
He sent the number to himself via Chen Ningxi’s WeChat and then deleted the ssage.
"Cheng Qiaobei."
A voice called from the bathroom.
Cheng Qiaobei promptly replied, "Yes..."
He approached the bathroom door and heard from inside, "Can you get my pajamas? I forgot to bring them earlier."
Cheng Qiaobei grinned at the person within, "I’ll get them if... what did you just call ?"
Chen Ningxi understood imdiately. With Cheng Qiaobei, a bit of sweet talk and he would be accommodating.
In a sweet tone, she called out to the person outside, "Honey, can you grab my pajamas?"
"Ah~ good girl." Cheng Qiaobei went back and returned, the bathroom door was ajar, and a white jade-like hand reached out. He lowered his gaze, dissatisfied with only a mischievous smile, "I’ll co in and give them to you."
Still in pain from before, Chen Ningxi said, "No need, just give them to ."
Cheng Qiaobei bargained, "Wife, let in, just to give you the pajamas."
"Just the pajamas?"
"Yes."
"Co closer."
Cheng Qiaobei leaned down near the door crack. Chen Ningxi used her foot to block the door, "How old do I look?"
"..."
Cheng Qiaobei laughed.
"Think I’m a kid that’s easy to fool?"
"I’m just worried you won’t wear it correctly."
Chen Ningxi pursed her lips speechlessly, beckoning with her hand, "Give the pajamas."
Cheng Qiaobei deliberately stepped back, teasing her with the pajamas, "Then co out and wear them."
Chen Ningxi glared, "I’ll count to three, and if you don’t give them to , I’ll tell my mom."
Cheng Qiaobei imdiately conceded, placing the pajamas into her hand, "Here, here, here, can’t take a joke."
Bang, the door closed again.
Cheng Qiaobei’s phone rang; it was Zou Yong calling.
He took the phone to the spare bedroom, closed the door, and answered, "Hello, Mr. Zou."
Zou Yong said, "I’ve got the person, Friday evening at six, Golden Goblet, room number three."
Cheng Qiaobei: "Thanks, Mr. Zou."
Chen Ningxi erged from the bathroom just in ti to see Cheng Qiaobei coming out of the spare bedroom, still holding his phone.
"So late, who was calling?"
Cheng Qiaobei: "Work matters."
...
Friday.
Chen Ningxi’s car had gone in for maintenance, so Cheng Qiaobei took her to work.
"I have a social event tonight, don’t wait for to have dinner," said Cheng Qiaobei.
Chen Ningxi said, "What a coincidence, I have a dinner too. Liang Lei’s parents are back, and they’ve arranged for us to eat with Lin Hanrui. She’s worried Lin Hanrui won’t perform well, so she asked to join."
Cheng Qiaobei nodded, "Liang Lei is smart."
Chen Ningxi said, "What? Even you don’t trust Lin Hanrui?"
Cheng Qiaobei said, "I’ve known him for so many years, I have a lot to say. In critical matters, you mustn’t trust him."
"Co on, don’t say that," Chen Ningxi gave an example, "Last ti, he ca in a speedboat to rescue , how’s that unreliable?"
Cheng Qiaobei said, "That was the only ti, and it was because I called him to co. You praising him is like indirectly praising ."
Chen Ningxi laughed, "I’m going to tell Lin Hanrui, that you’re badmouthing him behind his back."
"Haha," Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "Go ahead, see how he responds."
After work, Lin Hanrui was waiting at the office gate on ti to pick Chen Ningxi up for the restaurant.
As soon as she got in the car, Chen Ningxi said, "You’re such a reliable person, yet Cheng Qiaobei said you aren’t."
Lin Hanrui laughed, "He’s spot on. I’m really unreliable. Old Cheng knows well."
Chen Ningxi’s smile froze on her face, "Haha, haha."
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