The secretary's office is in a mess.
"Lily, send the stock market analysis data of similar companies to the conference room! Xiao Sa, the original research report! Yours is a copy. You don't have ears? Zhao Peipei! At work, you are doing a beauty pageant and your skirt is so short! Pure black stockings, what kind of polka dot stockings are you wearing?"
Sister Lan was particularly irritable, and only Cheng Xi survived. "You prepare ten cups of freshly brewed coffee. Mr. Ye will add no sugar or milk; for nine cups, add less sugar and more milk."
Cheng Xi nodded, "I remember."
"The most unfortunate thing in the workplace is to encounter a boss who doesn't distinguish between public and private affairs." Xiao Sa rummaged through the cabinets to find the original copy of the research report. "Sister Lan and her ex-husband were going to remarry, but the ex-husband regretted it and got in touch with the receptionist of the work unit, so he let Sister Lan go. , her evil fire has spread to the company."
Cheng Xi suddenly realized.
Sister Lan's work ability is not critical, and she occasionally mixes up business and private matters, so Joel can't do without her.
After she made the coffee, she asked her colleagues to deliver it with her. Five cups were placed on a tray.
"Joel is bound to win the Hong Kong stock market listing." In the conference room, an investor read the financial report. "The current trouble is that there are rumors in the industry that after we go public, we will raise funds, cash out, and use the money to go abroad."
"It can't be that easy." Another investor waved his hand, "There are restrictions. Are you a fool? The city is very strict on businessmen transferring assets overseas and immigrating. It is said that Zhou Huaikang's subordinates are supervising this aspect. .”
"There are rumors that Zhou Huaikang will retire within three years." The investor closed the report. "He arranged for his confidants to serve in different departments. However, in the field of powerful and powerful people, the trees fell and the leaders died. , the subordinates have gone their separate ways, and will no longer be able to take care of the Zhou family. Mrs. Zhou has no choice, even her adopted daughter--"
"Mr. Song." Ye Bonan glanced outside the door out of the corner of his eye and interrupted the investors, "We are doing business in the mall. As for the Zhou family, you and I are not qualified to discuss it."
Mr. Song smiled and opened the report again.
Cheng Xi distributed coffee to investors and executives one by one.
Ye Bonan took a sip and frowned.
She was nervous and leaned over, "Too painful?"
"Sweet."
"Sweet?" Cheng Xi was in disbelief. She was very careful throughout the process and never mixed the coffee with sugar and milk.
"Let me have a taste." She poured it into the palm of her hand and licked it with her tongue. It tasted bitter-sweet and greasy.
She was stunned, "I didn't add sugar..."
Ye Bonan looked at the cup of coffee, "I know, you don't have to worry, it's okay."
Cheng Xi felt aggrieved.
The coffee machine was placed in the public drinking room, and employees came and went. She assured herself that she had not made any mistakes, not others.
It is impossible to guard against conspiracy in the workplace.
Fire an intern secretary, you have one less competitor to compete for the position, and you have one more opportunity to become a regular employee.
There are more than a dozen intern colleagues in the secretarial department. Everyone is suspected and everyone has a motive.
Cheng Xi was exhausted and worked at the company all day, and didn't get off work until eight o'clock.
When I left, the lights in the conference room were still on and the meeting was still going on. The content of this meeting was complex and involved a wide range of things. These leaders even had lunch in the conference room.
The boss was in the main seat, and Ye Bonan was in the deputy seat. He took off his suit and only wore a smoky gray shirt. He always maintained an upright and meticulous demeanor.
...
Cheng Xi returned to his old house, which was deserted.
Zhou Huaikang and his wife went to the hospital to visit Geng Shiqing.
He harmed himself.
Ceramic slices cut wrists.
The cuts were long and hideous, not like they were meant to scare people.
The moment he cut it off, he cried in embarrassment, "If I don't marry Cheng Xi, I won't live!"
Mr. Geng was reasonable and scolded him for bringing it upon himself; but Mrs. Geng loved her son very much and begged Zhou Huaikang and his wife to take Cheng Xi to see him and comfort him.
If you can't be husband and wife, be friends, don't be separated.
As a result, Cheng Xi worked overtime and Geng Shiqing was having a heated argument in the ward. Zhou Huaikang and his wife had to go there first. If Geng Shiqing was too cruel and died, the hatred between the Zhou and Geng families would not be eliminated.
The nanny walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of millet porridge, "Miss Xi'er, this bowl of porridge belongs to Mr. Zhou. Please bring it up while I clean the kitchen. The oil drum is leaking."
Cheng Xi poked his head around and saw that there was indeed a pool of bright oil stains on the tiles.
She took the bowl and said, "Don't slip. Just wipe it slowly."
Zhou Jingchen was in the bedroom, and as soon as she entered the door, there was a vague smell of alcohol filling the room.
Belts, socks, and ties were scattered on the floor, and the gauze curtains swayed in the night wind, covering Zhou Jingchen's upper body.
The facial features are covered with nothingness.
She crept close to the sofa and opened the curtains.
The man opened his eyes suddenly.
Seeing that it was her, he closed it again.
The lights were not turned on in the bedroom. Through the moonlight shining through the window, Cheng Xi found that his eyes were black and blue, and his brows were tired.
Probably for socializing.
"Are you drinking again?"
His collar was wide open, and his bare chest swelled, then collapsed.
"Millet porridge nourishes the stomach. If you don't like it, it's okay to drink it." Cheng Xi turned on the desk lamp and adjusted it to medium brightness.
Zhou Jingchen was probably very uncomfortable. He usually hated tasteless millet porridge, but he was willing to drink it today.
"Miss Hua, you didn't stay at the Hua family?" Aunt He came down from cleaning the attic and happened to meet Hua Jingjing coming up.
"My mother is hospitalized and the Hua family is too empty. I can't sleep."
Cheng Xi looked at the door in shock.
Hua Jingjing went back to Hua's house in the afternoon. There was no change of clothes in the old house. She packed a few clothes and said she would come back in the morning.
Zhou Jingchen did not expect that he would come back again.
He sobered up instantly, buttoned his collar with one hand, and grabbed Cheng Xi with the other, "Go to the desk."
Zhou Jingchen's bedroom has a complete set of bookcases and desks, and is a small one. Because Zhou Haikang often works in the study, and he doesn't return to his old house often, there is no separate study.
He pulled out a financial book from the bookcase, held her shoulders and sat down.
Immediately afterwards, Hua Jingjing opened the door.
"Didn't the teacher teach you?"
"Taught me..." Cheng Xi cooperated with him.
"Three issues in corporate finance." Zhou Jingchen said seriously.
Her mind went blank.
She missed a lot of classes this semester. She took make-up exams for Securities Investment and Western Economics, and passed the exam. Only in the corporate finance course, she failed the make-up exam.
He thought he was acting with Zhou Jingchen, but he turned out to be serious.
"Capital budget, capital structure..." she trailed off.
Zhou Jingchen's expression was gloomy and his tone was even darker, "Have you gone to the classroom?"
Cheng Xi remained silent.
"Net working capital management." He said word by word, "The simplest knowledge point."
Her ears turned red, "It's so sudden! I didn't review, so you tested me."
"Then you review." Zhou Jingchen also said more seriously, "I will test you in three days. Please give me a score of your answer sheet."
Cheng Xi realized that he was really pretending, and immediately got up from the chair, "I'm going back to the house first."
Hua Jingjing looked at her and Zhou Jingchen, "What's going on? Why are you so angry?"
"Too stupid." The man commented on her, "A ball of mush."
"Didn't she score very high in the college entrance examination? She's a low-level 211, right?" Hua Jingjing turned sideways, ignored her, and only made way for her.
Cheng Xi heads out.
Across the door, Zhou Jingchen said, "One month before the college entrance examination, I sharpen my skills and play tricks."
"Taught by a tutor?"
"I tutored for a week, and then I hired a tutor." He arranged the books on the table, "I'm a mess in math and English."
Cheng Xi walked towards the stairs.
In fact, she and Zhou Jingchen were not out of line just now.
There is nothing wrong with the nominal sister taking care of the nanny.
The key is that he doesn't want Hua Jingjing to misunderstand or create a gap.
Cheng Xi understood that Hua Jingjing must be the future "Little Mrs. Zhou".
No woman, no matter how good her family background is or how beautiful she is, can never replace Hua Jingjing.
Zhou Jingchen took it seriously.
If you think about it carefully, doesn't he treat Guan Liang the same way?
This is the good family tradition of the Zhou family.
If you like it, follow it and protect it; if you don't like it, end it completely.
Zhou Jingchen's love history is not messy. Even if it is messy, he compensates generously after breaking up and has a bottom line in getting along. No woman will hate him or criticize him, only women will never forget him.
Cheng Xi bypassed the stairs and went to the nanny's room.
"Aunt He." She knocked on the door, "I will move back to the school dormitory tomorrow. Please tell Uncle and Aunt Zhou for me."
Aunt He was surprised, "You don't live in the old house anymore?"
She shook her head, "After all, I am not the biological daughter of the Zhou family. With Miss Hua here, I look like an eyesore."
"Miss Hua is making things difficult for you." Aunt He knew very well that Hua Jingjing had a strong and domineering personality and could not tolerate her.
The ethics and morals of a biological sister and an adopted sister are different. It's okay to be young, but she is a 20-year-old girl, well-born and beautiful. Hua Jingjing is defensive and rejects her. It is completely a woman's instinct to defend her.
And Aunt He felt that Hua Jingjing had probably heard some gossip.
The hostility is really great.
The whole person is prickly.
Aunt He's nose felt sore, "Miss Xi'er has no home again——"
Cheng Xi lowered his head and stood for a moment, then turned and went to the room to pack his luggage.
