Jiang Ning stood behind the cramped elevator car, with her back pressed against the wall of the elevator car, breathing heavily.
Most of the time, she was swayed by the strong aura around him, even though the two met candidly in no-one's place many times.
“Go shopping during working hours, is this how Blue Label teaches its employees?”
After a long silence, he suddenly asked.
The cold tone made your heart beat faster.
He won't deduct her salary for that, right?
Jiang Ning is worried.
"Mr. Li, I have excusable circumstances."
My brain got hot and I blurted it out.
Li Zeyu straightened his back and turned around slowly.
His deep eyes seemed to spit out ice.
Jiang Ning hurriedly moved away, not daring to look at him.
When she stopped at her level, she hurriedly tried to squeeze past him, but he took a step ahead and reached out to catch her wrist.
When the elevator door opened, Jiang Ning raised her foot and took it back again.
The elevator door closes again and continues upward.
Jiang Ning tried to break free from his grasp, fearing that others would see her affair with him again.
However, Li Zeyu not only had no intention of letting go, but instead tightened the grip even tighter.
"I went to the hospital to get medicine for my brother, and I went to the supermarket on the way."
In desperation, Jiang Ning spoke out.
Li Zeyu finally let her go, and the elevator stopped on the top floor.
He went out and stopped her by the way.
"Follow up."
Jiang Ning exited the elevator just as the elevator door was about to close.
When she entered his office, she was stunned when she saw a man leaning on a black leather sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window who was scrolling through his mobile phone.
Why is Huo Mingyang here?
Li Zeyu noticed the way she looked at Huo Mingyang, took off his suit and put it on the back of the seat, deliberately moving the chair loudly.
At the same time, Jiang Ning and Huo Mingyang's attention was attracted.
In front of Li Zeyu, Huo Mingyang felt much more at ease.
However, there were still red finger prints on his right cheek.
Jiang Ning glanced at it and pretended not to have seen it.
But when Li Zeyu saw it, his face became even darker.
"Did you get into a fight?"
"No, I was bitten by a dog when I came here."
Huo Mingyang has a playful smile.
Jiang Ning didn't look back, but her back molars were clenched tightly.
Huo Mingyang dared to call her a dog!
Li Zeyu didn't pursue it any further. He took a quick look at the documents on the table and threw them to Jiang Ning.
"File from Feiyang Media."
Jiang Ning frowned.
But he still took a step forward, picked up the document and flipped through it.
"Find someone to take over with her. You can stay in Kaient to study for the time being."
"Okay, uncle."
Jiang Ning actually didn't really want to take this case, but Li Zeyu personally gave it to her, so she couldn't refuse.
Who let people be Party A?
"Please take a look at these documents first."
Seeing Jiang Ning leaving, Huo Mingyang wanted to follow, but was stopped by Li Zeyu.
Watching the door close, he could only grit his teeth angrily.
Li Zeyu seemed to see through everything and was indifferent on the surface, but in fact he deliberately left Huo Mingyang behind who was still looking for trouble.
Jiang Ning went downstairs with the documents and called Li Lu.
"Do you know about Feiyang Media's case?"
"Huo Mingyang called me. You had trouble with him last time, and I thought about letting Xin Jia take responsibility."
"The case is with me, Li Ze...Mr. Li just gave it to me."
"Here it is, you handle it. If you want a commission, you can negotiate with them. Exercise your abilities and apply what you have learned."
"good."
With Li Lu's words, the haze in Jiang Ning's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She returned to the public relations department, avoided the sarcastic glances of her colleagues, and sat down at her workstation in a good mood.
"Sister Jiang, is there a new case?"
The newcomer's name is Lusha, a fresh graduate.
She is no better than Zhuang Yan, but she is more honest and responsible.
Jiang Ning handed the document to her, "You take a look first. After lunch, we are going to Feiyang Media."
"that is not……"
Anyone who has stayed in Kyoto knows that the president of Feiyang Media is Huo Mingyang.
It happened that just now, Jiang Ning slapped someone, and now she is in charge of this case. Wouldn't it be a big deal?
"Look at the file."
Lusha was about to speak but stopped.
Jiang Ning repeated with a majestic expression.
She could only silently take the documents and return to the workstation next to her.
As they got off work, the two of them left the company and went out to eat.
By coincidence, I met an acquaintance.
"Miss Jiang?"
Jiang Ning was stuffing pizza into her mouth when she heard someone shouting and looked up.
I was stunned for a second, then came to my senses.
"Boss Zhao."
Zhao Fengxian, the female boss of Lansha Club.
Jiang Ning was cautious: "You come here to eat too."
"Yes, I met a friend."
As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of the private room.
Jiang Ning didn't pay attention. He exchanged greetings with her briefly and then lowered his head to eat his own.
Lusha on the opposite side, after Zhao Fengxian left, raised her head and lowered her voice and asked: "I have seen her before, she seems to be the madam of a certain club."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Ning raised his eyes with sharp eyes.
Lusha shut up and sat down to eat her own food.
It's not Jiang Ning's style to talk about others behind their backs.
She and Zhao Fengxian were not familiar with each other. If Li Zeyu hadn't taken her to Lansha, she might never have set foot there in her life.
It's not like I'm a madam. The club is high-end and one of the most well-known entertainment venues in Kyoto. Rich second-generation ladies often hang out there.
After the two of them finished eating, Jiang Ning went to the front desk to pay.
"Hello, I spent a total of eighty-two yuan."
Jiang Ning opened WeChat and scanned the QR code, and suddenly a person stood next to her.
After she paid the money, when she turned around, she was startled and said, "Uncle Song."
Song Changhe, Song Nuan’s father.
In the past, the Jiang family was extremely prosperous and had frequent contacts with the Song family. The two families were close friends.
Ever since her parents died in a car accident, Jiang Ning has never been to the Song family or seen Song Changhe. Now, she didn't expect to meet him here.
"Did you just come for dinner, or..."
"My colleagues and I finished eating and were ready to leave."
"Hey, okay."
After saying hello, Jiang Ning left the restaurant with Lusha one after another without lingering.
After stopping the car on the side of the road, Jiang Ning got into the taxi and sent a WeChat message to Song Nuan: I just had dinner and met my uncle.
Song Nuan: Didn’t he go on a business trip? Didn’t he come back so soon?
Jiang Ning: I don’t know. Anyway, we met at the restaurant. I went to pay the bill, and he probably did too.
Song Nuan: The old man is often unaware of his actions, so don’t worry about him.
Jiang Ning: Cherish having a father, don’t be so indifferent.
Song Nuan: I know, I know.
Finally, Song Nuan also added a smiling face.
Jiang Ning put out her phone and looked at the street scene flashing outside the window, feeling melancholy in her heart.
She misses her parents so much, but it's a pity that they will never be there again.
"Master, park on the roadside."
Lu Sha suddenly spoke up, and Jiang Ning came back to his senses.
The two got out of the car and happened to come across the office building in this area after get off work.
Under the scorching sun, I could only wait on the roadside.
Seeing Jiang Ning sweating, Lusha took the initiative to go to a nearby supermarket and buy two bottles of water.
Waiting until the crowd was almost gone, the two of them went to the lobby rest area on the first floor.
"Jiang Ning."
As soon as I sat down, I heard a girly male voice behind me.
Jiang Ning and Lu Sha turned around at the same time and saw a man wearing a suit, shorts, black-rimmed glasses, and a fair face.