Jiang Yuan slept well last night without dreaming and hummed a little tune when she got up in the morning to wash up.
However, when she was having breakfast, her mood went down again when she thought that she was going to face the demon king Zhong Ze later.
Itâs really terrible to have a moody boss like Zhong Ze.
Linda said that he was not like this before and that he became so violent because of a shock.
For a man to lose a pair of legs coupled with his inhumanity, the blow is quite big.
But why torture the people around him so much? Linda said that she had never seen someone in this position for more than three months before and if it goes on like this, she wonât be able to hold on for even a month.
She took the bus and arrived at the stop then she walked to the company building while giving herself a psychological boost:
âJust put up with it, where else can you find a job with such easy work and good benefits?â
Coincidentaly, as soon as she reached the entrance of the company, she saw Zhong Ze getting out of his car with the help of his driver.
The driver first took out the foldable wheelchair in the rear compartment then opened the door and carried Zhong Ze out and put him on the wheelchair.
Zhong Zeâs clothes were a little out of place because of the princess hug just now so the driver reached out his hand and tried to fix it for him but Zhong Ze slapped his hand down with a slap.
âDo you think I donât have my own hands ?!â
The driver said embarrassingly, âYoung master, then Iâll go back first.â
âYeah.â
Jiang Yuan watched from there, secretly feeling sorry for the driver who took Zhong Ze to work and also for herself. .
The driver over there had already left.
Jiang Yuan was standing a few meters away from Zhong Ze, and she could neither move forward nor retreat but was hesitating and Zhong Ze turned his head and saw her.
There is no way to hide now.
She walked up and greeted him, âVice President Zhong, good morning.â
Zhong Ze glanced at her and didnât reply a word to her but controlled the wheelchair to go straight forward.
Jiang Yuan stared at the back of his head wishing she could give him a good whack there.
She reluctantly followed.
The two of them went to wait for the elevator together.
Because it was the time when everyone was going up in the morning, the elevator was slow and before they could get to the elevator, the president, Zhong Jing came.
âMr. Zhong, good morning.â âHello, Mr. Zhong.â Everyone was greeting him.
Todayâs Zhong Jingâs face is extremely cold and his whole body exudes a terrifying cold air. He usually nods his head to greet the people back but today, his dark face and eyes are obviously impatient and cold and he doesnât pay attention to everyoneâs greetings at all.
The colleagues who were going to go upstairs said hello and backed away and did not come over to wait for the elevator with Zhong Jing.
Jiang Yuan and Zhong Ze stood at the elevator entrance and she thought to herself that he had the CEOâs exclusive elevator anyway and they took the staff elevator so she didnât need to be afraid.
She did not expect that Zhong Jing came over to greet Zhong Ze, âGood morning, big brother.â
Zhong Ze nodded, âGood morning.â
Zhong Jing saw that the elevator they were waiting for was still in the 20s and suggested, âBrother, why donât you take the elevator together with me?â
Jiang Yuanâs heart skipped a beat.
Zhong Ze slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, âOkay.â
Just as the elevator on Zhongjingâs side came over, Zhongjing entered the elevator and helped press the open button.
Jiang Yuan was still standing there and Zhong Ze scolded: âWhat are you still doing? Come and push me!â
Jiang Yuan hurriedly pushed Zhong Zeâs wheelchair and pushed him into the elevator. She thought to herself; âIsnât your wheelchair automatic, why do you want me to push it?â
The three entered the elevator and the elevator door closed and the elevator went up.
Standing behind Zhong Ze, Jiang Yuan did not dare to even breathe out trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.
Fortunately, none of the two brothers gave her a second look and the two of them were having a family chat.
Zhong Jing said: âBig brother, grandma often talks about you, why donât you go back to see her more often when you have time?â
Zhong Ze replied gently: âYes, I will.â
Jiang Yuan found that Zhong Zeâs hostility seemed to dissipate automatically when he faced Zhong Jing and he seemed to love and care his younger brother.
Zhong Ze looked at Zhong Jingâs face and asked, âAre you in a bad mood today? Is there anything bothering you?â
Zhong Jing paused, thinking about how he was teased twice last night and the nameless anger in his heart was provoked again. His face darkened again but what he said was: âItâs nothing.â
âThatâs good. You are so busy, pay more attention to your health.â
â I understand, big brother.â
Before the elevator door opened, Zhong Jing raised his head inadvertently and the smooth elevator door reflected a womanâs shadow and he just saw the woman standing behind Zhong Ze tugging the corner of her mouth sideways.
Was she laughing?
What was she laughing at?
Because the elevator door opened quickly, he didnât see it very well.
Zhong Ze and the woman also got out of the elevator very quickly and he didnât have time to confirm.
The elevator door closed again.
Just then his phone rang and he didnât bother to think about the unintentional smile of a staff.
ââJiang Yuan followed Zhong Ze back to their office on the fifth floor.
This floor is the same size as that of ââZhongjing officeâs on the top floor but far less decorated than that of Zhongjing and it is full of all kinds of debris that should be thrown away, the place where all kinds of things that needs to be thrown out from the company is being piled up there. Everyone has their own office and Jiang Yuan is quite satisfied with having an independent office. She is more free and comfortable than before when she and her colleagues used the cubicle.
She returned to her office still tugging at the corners of her mouth.
She didnât expect that the sex yesterday had such a big impact on Zhong Jing.
Thatâs right, she had gotten him all worked up and she ran way when she was satisfied so anyone would be angry not to mention that Zhong Jing, who is so arrogant and usually gets everything he wanted, is probably going crazy.
The curve on the corners of her mouth became bigger and bigger and finally she couldnât help but cover her whole face and laugh enough.
In the morning, she revised yesterdayâs design draft again and made sure that there was nothing to be criticized. She sent Han Qiming a WeChat and asked him if Xiao Zhong was free and when would be a good time for her to go up to him.
Han Qiming replied to her, âYouâd better not come.â
She asked, âWhatâs wrong ?â
Han Qiming replied: He was in a bad mood and just tore up a plan from the planning department and told someone to go out. Donât come up if you donât want to get in trouble.
Jiang Yuan: âŠ
She thought to herself that a man with unsatisfied sexual desire is indeed very scaryâŠ
Han Qiming spoke to her again and asked her, âBy the way, Jiang Yuan, you said yesterday that you used to work in an advertising company, do you know any prop artist?â
Jiang Yuan replied, âI donât know but someone I know might know so I can ask him.â
âWhy are you looking for a prop artist?â
âMr Zhong says he wants to make some kind of model or something and that he wants to ask someone.â
âOh, then Iâll ask and Iâll get back to you later.â
Jiang Yuan called Brother Ren, who was the assistant director and asked him for the contact number of a prop artist. After she got it, she sent it to Han Qiming.
After posting, she opened Weibo on the computer to browse the latest hotspots and clicked and moved the mouse on the webpage.
Suddenly she thought of something and her eyes widened.
The model he was going to make wouldnât be⊠her, would it?