Zhuli stood outside the door and couldn't help but block her ears, listening to the sounds of banging and banging things and quarrels coming from inside the house.
An hour later, Aunt Li opened the door and came out with her hair disheveled. She glanced at Zhuli and said nothing.
Inside the room, Xia Yuzhen's eyes were red. She knew that Zhuli must have done this on purpose so that she could drive her away.
In this case, she just didn't get what she wanted.
"Ahhh! Zhuli!"
At night, Xia Yuzhen looked at the chicken coop, her face darker than the bottom of the pot.
"What did the chickens you raised for me eat?" She gritted her back molars and pulled Zhuli's collar.
Zhuli's throat was tight and her back was pressed against the wall: "Mom, I...I don't know."
Xia Yuzhen's eyes were drawn to the rat poison on the floor again. She tremblingly grabbed a handful and threw it on her body.
"You! Do you know what this is?"
"You poisoned all my chickens!"
"You! Get out of here!"
She slapped Zhuli several times with her eyes closed, but still couldn't get over her anger, and finally threw her out the door.
Zhuli, who was leaning on the ground, suddenly smiled. She seemed to have thought of a way to deal with this crisis.
He took out his cell phone and called Jing Huaizhi.
"Hey boss, I thought of it!" She shouted calmly as soon as the call was connected.
Jing Huaizhi wasn't too surprised and held up his phone to listen to what she had to say.
"I'm going back now. Boss, have you already gotten off the plane?"
She remembered that Jing Huaizhi told her that he was on the plane today. Since he answered the phone, he must have got off the plane.
"Look back."
The man replied lightly.
Zhuli immediately turned her head when she heard the sound, and Jing Huaizhi stood lazily behind her with an extremely calm face.
Seeing her looking at him, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Without thinking, she stood up from the ground and almost ran into his arms.
Her cold hands wrapped around his broad waist, and her head rubbed left and right on his chest.
"Why haven't you left yet?" She looked up at him shyly.
The answer I want to get is: waiting for you.
Jing Huaizhi half-bent down and picked her up, and her legs naturally hooked up to his waist.
"I'm afraid you can't solve it, so I'm here to help you."
Usually he bent down to look at her, but now he had to look up to talk to her.
Zhuli's heartbeat seemed to have stopped for half a beat, and her fingers tightened.
Although the answer was different from what she had imagined, it still surprised her.
Is he really interested in her or is it just because of her face.
"Who am I? How can I not be able to solve this problem if I am not afraid of anything?"
She raised her arms casually and sneered.
Jing Huaizhi did not choose to continue teasing her, and rubbed her fair cheeks with his fingertips.
"Does it hurt?"
Zhuli's heart seemed to be grabbed by a huge force.
"I'm fine." She forced a smile and pretended to be nonchalant.
Operations.
"Manager Qiao, I have an idea."
There are only three days left before the new product is launched, and everyone is anxious but still unable to do anything.
Qiao Jue met Zhuli's eyes and his voice was hoarse: "Tell me and listen."
Zhuli nodded and projected the PPT he had prepared in advance on the big screen.
"Since there are now objections to 'oil lamp transparency' on the Internet, we might as well take the opportunity to add fuel to the fire."
The smile between her brows and eyes was very gentle, but the words she spoke left everyone confused.
He Xiang asked: "You mean to let us blackmail ourselves."
Zhuli nodded, "That's what I mean."
Wen Qian looked at the scene in front of her and frowned.
She didn't understand what a solution this was.
Seeing that no one understood what she meant, Zhuli continued to speak: "I believe everyone knows about the soybean juice that was very popular some time ago, right?"
"Does it taste good?"
Her clear eyes flashed a few times, and she said with a smile: "So in the last few days, we will make 'oil lamp transparent' top the trending search."
"The title is 'Who is drinking when the oil lamp is transparent and tastes so bad?'"
Zhuli changed the PPT page, and a video of everyone drinking soy juice suddenly appeared on the screen.
“We all know that everyone is curious, even if they already know the answer, they still want to try it for themselves.”
Qiao Jue looked intently in the direction of Zhuli and said seriously and firmly: "So this time we will take a gamble."
He Xiang and Wen Qian stopped talking and sat back silently.
In the last three days, all the employees in the operations department worked overtime and some even lived in the company, such as Zhuli, who lived far away.
It was a dark night, and looking at the building opposite through the glass window felt depressing.
Zhuli closed the computer after finalizing the process for tomorrow. She couldn't sleep at the moment because she was worried that her plan would fail tomorrow.
I went to the rooftop by accident, and when I leaned over to look at the dots of lights below, I felt a sense of relaxation.
She sighed and rubbed the back of her red hands. She was so anxious that she forgot to put on her coat.
Just when I was thinking about whether to go back, I felt weightless on my shoulders.
"Can't sleep?"
The man's expression was indifferent and his voice was lazy and attractive.
She turned sideways and looked at the handsome silhouette, her red lips parted slightly: "Well, I'm a little worried about tomorrow."
Jing Huaizhi suddenly took her into his arms, and Zhuli was nervous for a moment.
I wanted to remind him that this was a company, but then I thought that no one would come up by now.
"Do you need help?"
He turned to stare at her, and his warm breath on her face made her feel itchy in her heart.
Zhuli raised his hands in front of his chest and kept waving them: "This is my job, so I won't bother you..."
The words were stuck in your throat as soon as you left your mouth.
She only felt that her lips were bitten hard, and when she separated them, there was an obvious red mark on her lower lip.
"I said I don't like this title."
Jing Huai's eyes were deep and fiery, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
Zhuli was stunned. He had said, don't look at him.
After a long time, she couldn't help but ask: "Boss, why haven't you gone back so late?"
She actually wanted to ask why you were in the company so late.
Is it possible to work overtime with their operations department?
"Of course I'm keeping an eye on you to prevent you from being abducted."
He scratched her nose with his finger and said slowly.
Just such a sentence made Zhuli's cheeks turn red.
"Ahem." He pretended to clear his throat.
"Boss, if I can reach the minimum sales of the product this time, I will treat you to dinner!"
She blinked and said slightly proudly.
Jing Huaizhi gently held her face, without emotion: "Just agree to my request."
Zhuli tilted her head, thinking that he would continue to ask, but he had no further words.
"good!"
If she is happy, let alone one or a hundred, she will agree!
Rooftop stairs.
Qiao Jue looked at the clothes between his arms and smiled mockingly.
Even though I know it's impossible, I still can't let go.
After that day, he also thought about giving up on Zhuli, but Jing Huaizhi's words in the conference room rekindled the remaining hope in his heart.
Maybe the relationship between Zhuli and him is not that simple.
