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

"Den."

"Deng Deng."

"Beep, beep."

After knocking several times, there was no response. The person outside seemed a little strange and said inside, "Mr. Jiang? I'm coming in," and then turned the doorknob.

The door opened.

As Ren Qiaoyin pushed the door open, she said, "Boss Jiang, Special Assistant Zhao said you haven't had lunch yet. I ordered some more. Do you want to eat with us?"

No one responded in the office. She looked carefully and found that the person behind the computer was not Jiang Weiche at all.

The person sitting in the president's position is obviously a woman, a familiar woman, Jiang Weiche's personal assistant, the respected Miss Zhu in Zhao Yan's mouth, Zhu Huayan.

Moreover, next to Jiang Weiche's desk, there was actually another brightly colored table. When placed side by side, they looked so intimate.

Ren Qiaoyin's heart was filled with sourness and she took a few steps forward. "What are you doing in Wei Che's position?"

For some reason, in front of Zhu Huayan, she automatically changed the way she addressed Jiang Weiche from "Mr. Jiang" to the intimate "Weiche".

When they got closer, Ren Qiaoyin realized that Zhu Huayan had a panicked expression, his hand was on the mouse, and the computer screen was on.

She keenly noticed something was wrong and trotted to Zhu Huayan's side. The screen was showing the opened photo library in the computer.

Sure enough, something was wrong. All the blood in Ren Qiaoyin's body seemed to flow upwards, and he couldn't hide his excitement.

He noticed that Zhu Huayan was holding the mouse and was about to click "?" to close it, so he immediately held her hand to stop her from destroying the evidence.

She seemed to be pressing with all her strength, or maybe she was too excited and the strength in her hands was much greater than usual.

Zhu Huayan felt that her whole hand was being pressed so hard that it hurt. She tried to pull it back but couldn't. She could only whisper, "Let go."

"No. Just wait. Wei Che will be back soon. You will definitely be punished for touching the CEO's computer without permission."

Ren Qiaoyin spoke firmly, with a hint of complacency in his words.

"If Wei Che comes back and sees this, he will definitely punish her severely."

"Will you fire her? I think so, it's such a big deal."

'Then can I apply for the vacant position of life assistant? I think I can. I stopped Zhu Huayan's behavior, and I am also a senior sister and junior brother to Wei Che. He should trust me more.'

Ren Qiaoyin was lost in her own happy fantasy, pressing Zhu Huayan's hand with increasing force until she burst into tears.

"Ta, ta, ta."

The sound of footsteps outside the door gradually became clearer, steady and powerful, and it could be judged that it must be Jiang Weiche who came back.

Ren Qiaoyin's lips curled slightly, and Zhu Huayan suddenly became flustered, trying her best to control the mouse.

Finally she moved the mouse, but unfortunately by mistake she pressed the zoom out key instead of the close key.

Ren Qiaoyin was tickled by her self-defeating operation, but before she could even smile, her smile instantly disappeared when she saw the photo of Jiang Weiche and Zhu Huayan hugging each other on the desktop.

How can it be?

She was so shocked that her hand that was holding the person loosened unconsciously.

Zhu Huayan keenly noticed that the strength in his hand had weakened, and he quickly retracted his hand and pressed the power button of the computer.

The computer screen went black and she closed the computer, destroying the last bit of evidence.

At this moment, Jiang Weiche walked to the door and found that it was not closed. He walked into the office and found the strange scene in front of him. He asked in a deep voice:

"What are you doing?"

"I...I...I..."

Ren Qiaoyin said "I" several times but still didn't speak. The computer was turned off. Would Jiang Weiche believe her without any evidence?

She wasn't sure.

Jiang Weiche suddenly seemed to have discovered something important. He quickly walked to Zhu Huayan, lifted up her hanging hand, and said softly with care to the eye-catching red mark on her wrist:

"What's going on? Does it hurt?"

The voice was gentle and the movements were extremely careful, as if he was treating a newborn baby.

Ren Qiaoyin's eyes were stung by the action he cherished, and he said loudly regardless:

"She used your computer without permission, Wei Che. I suspect she was trying to steal trade secrets and betray the company."

"Did you do that to her hand?"

Jiang Wei Che did not respond to her accusation, but found the answer to his concern from her attitude.

Ren Qiaoyin did not expect Jiang Weiche to reply like this. She choked for a moment before continuing:

"She wanted to destroy the evidence, and I was trying to stop her."

However, the voice this time was a little weaker and not as confident as before.

Jiang Weiche looked at Zhu Huayan. She avoided his gaze and looked left and right but didn't dare to look him in the eye. He understood something and sighed in his heart.

But when he saw the red marks on her hands and her eyes filled with tears due to pain, he softened his heart and spoke to Ren Qiaoyin without a trace of emotion.

"Then where is the evidence you mentioned?"

"It was…destroyed by her."

Can evidence without a trace be called evidence? Of course not.

Without evidence, this matter of "stealing company secrets" will end up in nothing.

Ren Qiaoyin had no choice but to walk out dejectedly.

"What are you looking for?"

As soon as everyone left, Jiang Weiche pushed Zhu Huayan onto his chair, hugged her from behind, and turned on the computer.

After entering the password, photos related to Zhu Huayan flashed before their eyes.

Zhu Huayan felt a little hot in his ears and looked up at Jiang Weiche. His expression did not change at all, as if it was a very natural thing for him to put the photo of his father's ex-girlfriend on his computer.

The instigator doesn't feel guilty, so why should she feel guilty?

Zhu Huayan lowered her head to look at the computer again, and when she saw clearly how he manipulated the mouse, her pupils suddenly shrank.

The opened picture was just shrunk but not closed, and it was still displayed at the bottom of the screen after shutting down and restarting the computer.

All of a sudden, the person sitting on the chair turned into a red "peach".

Jiang Weiche didn't seem to notice anything wrong. He closed the picture page that shouldn't be opened, lowered his head to look at the small swirls on her hair, and was about to say something when the door was pushed open again.

It’s Ren Qiaoyin.

"Wei Che, I have evidence that she tampered with the computer. She opened the picture before and didn't close it, and then turned off the computer. Now I can see it when I turn it on."

After she walked out of the office, her confused mind became clear, and she immediately remembered the information that could prove her words.

Ren Qiaoyin turned back to the president's office without thinking, rushed in without knocking on the door and spoke loudly.

After she finished speaking, she didn't get the response she wanted, and just then she saw this scene, being hugged from behind, what an intimate gesture.

Ren Qiaoyin felt that his rationality was completely swallowed up, and he asked directly in anger:

"What are you doing?"

"Assistant Ren, I should be the one asking you, what are you doing? Why don't you knock and go straight into the president's office? Don't you know that this is against company regulations?"

Jiang Weiche stood up straight, his eyes were cold and stern, and the tone of his question was like angry thunder, leaving no mercy to anyone.