Greedy pleasure

"What's wrong with your people?" Qiao Zhian looked businesslike, "Her privileges in the company are too great, it's not good for her now, I don't care if you give her the shares under your name in the future, but -"

Unmoved, Shu Chiye interrupted her, "Her contract with the company was previously settled with Wen An. Now I am just fulfilling the promise and have not given her any privileges."

He was not the kind of person who would use this method to praise Yan Xiaomi.

Nor would she agree with him.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Zhi An suddenly smiled and nodded, "That's fine, I don't care about Yan Xiaomi's affairs, I have made relative adjustments to the contract between Lu Yan'an and Shen Yingying, do you have any objection?"

This is indeed Shu Chiye's public revenge.

He couldn't deny it, pinched his eyebrows and said, "I have no objection, but before they had a problem with their conduct, they discredited the company, and if this happens again in the future, they will terminate the contract directly."

"Yes." Qiao Zhi'an has no reason not to agree, "Then you are busy first, and if you have time after work at night, have a meal together?"

"No time." Shu Chiye refused decisively.

Qiao Zhi'an was not surprised, and asked instead, "Are you going to have dinner with Yan Xiaomi? Are you going to introduce us?"

"It's not necessary." Shu Chiye tapped the table twice with his fingertips, "She doesn't like people with your style, so she can't be a friend."

He knew Yan Xiaomi so well that he even knew what kind of friends she would make?

"If you don't want to be friends, at least you have to be familiar. We have been working together for so many years. We are both friends and partners, but I don't know her well. It's ridiculous to spread the word."

Qiao Zhian stood up and smiled at him, "It's just a meal, I won't eat her."

Hearing this, Shu Chiye responded, "Okay, I'll make arrangements tonight."

-

The winter in Shengjing is frighteningly cold.

Yan Xiaomi was wearing a heavy down jacket, wrapping herself tightly with only her eyes exposed.

Even after leaving the company door like this, he was still gasped by a gust of cold wind.

Seeing the commercial vehicle parked by the side of the road, she trotted over.

Yan Ke had already got out of the car and opened the door ahead of time. She was clumsy yet flexible, and when she got in the car, she plunged into Shu Chiye's arms.

"Cold." She stretched her hands out of her sleeves and burrowed directly into Shu Chiye's coat.

Although she was separated by a layer of suit, the cold temperature from her hands still seeped through the clothes, making Shu Chiye's body stiff.

He gathered his coat and wrapped her hands tighter.

Before she could say anything else, she saw that there was an extra person in the co-pilot.

Qiao Zhi'an changed out of his rigid business attire and wore a black dress with a woolen overcoat.

She turned her head and nodded and smiled at Yan Xiaomi, "Miss Yan."

"Mr. Qiao." Yan Xiaomi's heart sank, and he looked at Shu Chiye with his clear eyes. He looked calm and calm. Seeing her look over, he explained casually, "I'll take you and Mr. Qiao to dinner and get to know each other."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became delicate. Yan Xiaomi didn't answer Shu Chiye's words, but looked sideways at the busy night scene outside the car window.

She withdrew her warm hands on his body, lowered her eyes, and her curled eyelashes covered the thoughts in her eyes.

Shu Chiye frowned imperceptibly, Qiao Zhian spoke again before he could appreciate the sudden change in her mood.

"Ikeno, have you read the proposal for that project abroad? They are rushing to make progress."

"Not yet." Shu Chiye put his bony hands on the back of Yan Xiaomi's chair, and answered Qiao Zhi'an's question perfunctorily.

But Qiao Zhian kept chatting with him about projects and other things for the purpose of work, so he could only take his mind back from Yan Xiaomi.

Seeing Yan Xiaomi turn his head away and go silent, he felt restless and pulled his tie, "Don't talk about work after get off work."

Then Qiao Zhian stopped the topic.

In the western restaurant, Yan Xiaomi and Shu Chiye were sitting together, and Qiao Zhian was sitting opposite them.

After the waiter brought the menu, Shu Chiye first ordered Yan Xiaomi's favorite food, and then asked Qiao Zhian to order by himself.

"Miss Yan doesn't look very happy." Qiao Zhian clicked on two casually, and finally the topic fell on Yan Xiaomi, "Do you not like me too much?"

"No." Yan Xiaomi replied without raising her head.

Anyone could see that her answer was extremely perfunctory and not very reliable.

Qiao Zhian smiled at her indifferently, "Is it because Chi Ye and I are closer? The two of us have been together for many years, and we have a lot of similarities in our work. We are good partners. You Do not misunderstand."

Yan Xiaomi, "No."

She lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone, making no secret of her indifference.

When Shu Chiye on the side wanted to say something, she suddenly raised her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm busy playing games, next time please don't talk to me while I'm playing games, or I might subconsciously say something irresponsible."

He was stunned for a moment, seeing the Victory logo displayed on the screen of her mobile phone, he couldn't help but twitched his lips, "Since when did I fall in love with this kind of thing?"

"Aren't you free these days?" She leaned towards him and handed over her mobile phone, "It's fun to pass the time and make money, do you want to try it?"

He put one arm around her shoulder, and swipe his fingertips on the screen twice, playing a game with her with one finger each.

Qiao Zhi'an's hand hanging on his lap couldn't help but increase his strength, and he almost couldn't help the unknown fire in his chest.

After not seeing her for so many years, she really underestimated Yan Xiaomi.

She thought that when she saw Yan Xiaomi again, Yan Xiaomi would have an image of inferiority complex and would not even dare to meet her eyes.

But she never imagined that there would be a day when she would be led by the nose by Yan Xiaomi and control her emotions.

She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and adjusted her mentality.

When the waiter came to serve the meal, Yan Xiaomi picked up her phone to eat.

"I don't want to eat this." She took the vegetables on the plate to Shu Chiye, and 'stealed' a piece of meat from his plate.

The meat she snatched didn't make him move, but he picked up the vegetables she threw and handed them back to her mouth.

Clasping her head with one hand, he stuffed the greens into it while she was screaming.

She resisted unsuccessfully, but overturned the juice on the table, and the orange-yellow liquid flowed down the table and dripped on his pants.

But he insisted on watching her swallow the greens before letting her go to deal with the juice on her pants.

"I'm going to the bathroom." The temperature of the wet pants came, and he was extremely uncomfortable, so he got up to deal with it.

Yan Xiaomi's lips were still filled with the nasty smell of green vegetables, and her slender eyebrows were tightly frowned.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you still don't like to eat green vegetables." Qiao Zhi calmed down and said seemingly unharmed.

"Don't always speak in such a tone that seems to be very familiar to me." Yan Xiaomi said without raising her head, "Do you want to drag him to eat with us and show off how familiar you are with him? "