Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

The next day, half past eleven.

It was almost lunch time, and Zhu Huayan walked into the gate of the group company carrying the food prepared by Aunt Li.

Zhang Panpan had just ordered takeout lunch and looked around when she happened to see a beautiful woman walking towards the sunshine.

Wow, Zhang Panpan howled in his heart, opened his eyes wide, and looked out, eager to covet the beauty.

As the person got closer, his appearance gradually became apparent.

Zhang Panpan was suddenly startled. It was Miss Zhu.

She quickly stood up and walked towards the person coming, an eager smile on her face.

"Miss Zhu, you are here. Mr. Jiang has already told me that you can just go up directly."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhu Huayan nodded and walked straight towards the elevator.

As soon as I entered the elevator, two strange women came in.

A woman with exquisite clothes and neat short hair, holding a blue folder in her hand, and you can vaguely see a stack of white papers inside.

The other one was wearing a suit and skirt set. She was pretty and had reserved eyes, which made her look a little immature.

Although the latter was dressed more formally, Zhu Huayan felt that the former should be the company's official employee.

The neat short-haired woman glanced at her without saying anything to her and continued talking to the formally dressed woman.

"Ms. Ren," the short-haired woman opened the blue folder, looked at the white paper on the top, and smiled softly:

"You graduated from Huajing University? Our president is also from Huajing, so you two are still alumni."

The formally dressed woman nodded, as if she had thought of something, with a nostalgic look on her face.

"Are you talking about Wei Che? We have the same supervisor as graduate students, and he is one grade lower than me."

"That's it~"

The short-haired woman's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, and she spoke in an intimate tone, "Qiao Yin, I just talked to the vice president after the interview, and he had a good impression of you. The president's assistant you interviewed... well, I look forward to working with you soon."

"Thanks for your good wishes, Sister Yun." Realizing the hidden meaning, Ren Qiaoyin raised his eyebrows and spoke in a light voice.

"drop."

The elevator reached the eleventh floor.

Sister Yun looked up and stepped out of the elevator.

"Well, it's still early. I'll take you to the company to have a look."

The elevator became empty again, with only Zhu Huayan left.

Zhu Huayan pressed the button to close the door, feeling somewhat guilty, and tightened his grip on the thermos.

"The person who came today is interviewing for the position of CEO's assistant? She graduated from the same school as Jiang Weiche, is pretty, and has strong abilities. So my plan..."

There was no time to come up with a solution, the elevator had already reached the top floor.

Zhu Huayan walked out of the elevator and entered the president's office as if she knew the way.

Unlike yesterday, the office was not empty when she came today. Jiang Weiche was sitting at his desk working.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jiang Weiche quickly turned off the computer, stood up and walked towards Zhu Huayan.

"Hua Yan, have you had lunch before you came?"

Jiang Weiche and Zhu Huayan sat opposite each other. After taking the thermos bucket from her hand, he asked gently.

"I have eaten. Aunt Li made a lot of delicious food. I specially asked her to pack my favorite dishes for you."

Jiang Weiche paused as he opened the thermos bucket, and the happy expression on his face faded, "You didn't do it?"

Zhu Huayan didn't notice the change in the other person's mood. She nodded and answered casually, "Of course, it's not easy for me to cook for once. Aunt Li's cooking is also delicious. Don't be so picky."

Opening the thermos, Jiang Weiche took a bite of the food with chopsticks and it tasted familiar.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Jiang Weiche looked depressed. After a while, he continued to ask a question.

"I heard that you also sent a love lunch to my dad. Was it also made by Aunt Li?"

"Most of them were made by Aunt Li, except for the time when I brought you the soup, which I made myself."

Zhu Huayan had no idea what Jiang Weiche wanted to ask, nor did she intend to hide anything, so she told him everything about her past with Zhiting.

This comforted Jiang Weiche psychologically. In this regard, at least she did not make any distinction between herself and her father.

It was only when he thought of the soup that he threw into the trash can without hesitation that day that Jiang Weiche felt regretful slowly rising in his heart.

I didn’t even have a sip of it. It’s such a pity that this loving lunch was made by me.

Unwilling to give up, Jiang Weiche asked cautiously, "Hua Yan, can you make soup for me again sometime?"

"I don't want to. Cooking is so tiring."

Zhu Huayan felt it was very troublesome and declined without even thinking.

Jiang Weiche felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, he would have been extremely disgusted when something was offered to him but he didn't want it. Now, he wanted it but couldn't get it.

Most men like to act cheap occasionally, and they won't regret it until something is lost.

Jiang Weiche is no exception, but he still has a chance to redeem himself. Didn’t Hua Yan say yesterday that she still has something to ask for?

"is it not OK?"

Jiang Weiche lowered his head pretending to be disappointed.

"Forget it, I'm not the kind of person who pushes things. It's just that I'm tired of Aunt Li's cooking. Hua Yan, next time you don't have to accept her request to deliver lunch to the company. I can order takeout myself."

"No," Zhu Huayan suddenly said loudly.

This was her plan B. If he didn't agree to what she was going to say, she could still take a step back and come to the company under the pretext of delivering lunch.

Seeing Jiang Weiche's puzzled expression, she quickly spoke as if to explain.

"Takeout is not healthy. You are so busy every day, so it is important to stay healthy."

"But..." Jiang Weiche hinted at something.

Zhu Huayan was also a little worried. She didn't like cooking, especially in such hot weather. Cooking would cause heat and affect the skin. If she cooked and sent lunch every day, she would be annoyed.

Jiang Weiche saw that Zhu Huayan wanted to give in, so he hesitated and didn't agree. He was very understanding.

"You don't have to make it every day. I'm just temporarily tired of the food at home, and I'm a little greedy for the soup you sent me before. As long as I eat it once, I'll be very happy and satisfied."

"That's fine. I'll make it and send it over tomorrow." Zhu Huayan agreed, but added cautiously, "Only this once."

Jiang Weiche smiled and said happily, "Well, only this time."

Once you achieve your goal, the food in front of you becomes even more delicious.

Jiang Weiche quickly finished the food in the thermos and called Special Assistant Zhao up.

Zhao Yan didn't need his CEO to say much. He cleaned up the mess on the coffee table right away and gave the two of them some clear and fragrant tea before leaving.

"Hua Yan, you said yesterday that you had something to tell me, what was it?"

Jiang Weiche took a sip of tea and looked at Zhu Huayan who was struggling to speak for a while. Then he seemed to remember what happened on the phone yesterday and asked calmly.