Xie Jinchen glared angrily, "What do you mean, do you mean that I gave him a chance to humiliate me?"
"No, no, no! Don't get me wrong, I'm just complaining for you! After all, you are the one appointed by Xie Dong to marry the eldest lady of the Tang family!" The secretary was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.
"I don't need you to be angry for me, I just need you to find a solution for me!" Xie Jinchen's eyes reddened irritably, his breathing was unsteady, and his hands began to shake.
Seeing this, the secretary hurriedly brought a new wine glass and filled it with whiskey. Xie Jinchen drank another gulp, and then his breath gradually calmed down and his hands stopped shaking.
Who would have thought that a man who was very noble in front of others and spoke with dignity would turn out to be a manic patient who relied on strong alcohol to numb his nerves and couldn't control his emotions.
"That guy makes you uncomfortable, and you should make him uncomfortable too. At the very least, you can't let his date with Miss Tang go so happily and smoothly." The secretary lowered his voice.
Xie Jinchen's eyes lit up as if he had realized something. He pondered for a while and then raised his fingers towards his secretary.
"I have an idea. You can do it for me right away."
*
Shen Jingjue couldn't get through Tang Qiaoer's cell phone, and couldn't get her whereabouts from Tang Yue. She was so anxious that she was burning inside.
Due to excessive panic and uneasiness, he even developed tinnitus, irregular heartbeat, and countless mosquitoes buzzing around his ears.
"Mr. Shen, Director Shen has an important reception there. I want to inform you to rush over now. You have just recovered from a serious illness and haven't been seen in front of others for a long time. Tonight's reception is particularly important as your first appearance after recovery."
As the president's secretary, Han Xian is never ambiguous on important matters, "You are the president and Mr. Shen's chosen successor. You must attend such an occasion to prove that you are safe and sound and to stabilize military morale."
Shen Jingjue's eyebrows darkened and he said nothing, just staring at the dark phone screen in trance.
"Mr. Shen, you can fall in love, but you can't fall in love with your brain."
Han Xian sighed helplessly, "I know you care about the young madam, but the young madam is such a big person, has a distinguished status, is protected by so many uncles, and has the ability to protect herself, what can happen to her?
You have never been such an irrational person before. Men, you still have to put your career first. "
"Do you think I take her seriously, don't you?" Shen Jingjue frowned.
Han Xian felt a lump in his throat, "That's not what I meant..."
"I remember that in the past, I was like a work machine that worked day and night. I had a wife, but I never cared about her. In my eyes at that time, nothing was more important than work. In the past, I feel like if I lose my status, I have nothing.”
Shen Jingjue slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled sadly, "Later, I lost Qiao'er, and I understood. She left me and was no longer by my side, so I really had nothing...
No, it should be that everything I have has no meaning. "
No matter how high you stand, it doesn't matter.
It’s not just the loss of the one you love, it’s such a loss of taste.
"Mr. Shen, how can you say that? You often told me in the past that you tried to stand high even though you knew it was too cold, because you knew you couldn't protect the people around you without power. You want to be successful because you want to be famous. There is an explanation for the passing lady!" Han Xian said anxiously.
Shen Jingjue's eyes narrowed slightly.
Thinking of his mother's tragic death, he was overwhelmed with heartache and felt suffocated.
"Besides, you have to be tough with both hands. You are only focused on pleasing the young lady and don't care about your career. What if you are not as good as the young lady in the future?"
Han Xian curled his lips, "You want to barge in the door? It's hard to hold your head high when you are a son-in-law..."
Shen Jingjue narrowed his pupils, feeling depressed in his chest.
The words are rough but not rough, and they are unpleasant to listen to, but there is nothing wrong with them.
"Prepare the car and leave now."
*
