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

Ren Qiaoyin was blinded by anger and pointed at Zhu Huayan and said unceremoniously:

"Obviously what she did was even more against company regulations?"

There was an unknown anger and hatred burning in her eyes, which made people tremble.

"I said, you have no evidence, so stop deliberately targeting her."

Jiang Weiche was a little impatient. He was not as gentle and easy to talk to as he seemed. Why did he challenge his bottom line again and again?

Ren Qiaoyin was really sad. A layer of mist covered her bright eyes and she screamed at the top of her lungs as if she had been betrayed by a heartless man.

"You don't believe me, Wei Che?"

"Assistant Ren, this is at the company, not at school. You are Zhao Yan's subordinate, so don't call me by my name. You should call me 'President Jiang' like Zhao Yan does."

Jiang Weiche's eyes were cold and he showed no mercy to her.

After a heavy blow hit Ren Qiaoyin's heart, she hadn't recovered yet, and a series of verbal blades stabbed her heart again.

"I have already opened the computer and there is no problem. I hope you don't say bad things about Hua Yan to others outside, otherwise I will sue you for defaming others' reputation."

"If you have nothing else to do, go out first. Remember to knock on the door next time you come to the president's office. The company has its rules for a reason. If everyone just barges into the president's office as casually as you do, how can the important information inside be safe?"

"This is the last bit of advice I give you as your junior. I hope you won't make the same mistake again."

Ren Qiaoyin's eyes widened. She couldn't believe that this was how she looked in Jiang Weiche's eyes.

She loves him so much and cares about him so much, how could she betray the company that he values?

Obviously, it was she who stole the trade secrets, Zhu Huayan!

Ren Qiaoyin was dissatisfied, feeling sorry for Jiang Weiche's protection and favoritism, and for not getting the "sincere heart" she wanted in response.

Little do we know that not every like can be responded to by the other party.

Who doesn't favor and protect the person they like? Even herself. Now, the person who blames her is Jiang Weiche, but the person she hates in her heart is still Zhu Huayan.

"Sincerity" is not worth mentioning in the eyes of people who don't like her, not to mention that her "sincerity" is not that true. No matter how justified her accusations against Zhu Huayan are, she cannot hide her desire to strike a heavy blow to her "rival in love".

In the end, she was no match for Jiang Weiche's sharp eyes and impatient expression, so she turned and left the office, but secretly kept a grudge in her heart.

She thought silently: From now on, I must watch Zhu Huayan more carefully and must expose her true face.

After Ren Qiaoyin left, the office returned to peace.

Jiang Weiche completely ignored what just happened, holding Zhu Huayan's right hand to wrap around the mouse, and asked softly, "What do you want to see?"

What do I want to see?

Haha, Ren Qiaoyin had just complained to him about herself, was he threatening her by saying this?

Zhu Huayan's face turned red and she couldn't speak.

Jiang Weiche turned his head to see her extremely embarrassed and glaring at him out of anger and shame, and couldn't help laughing.

Afraid of turning people away, he smiled silently and then patiently explained, "I don't mean to blame you."

Afterwards, Jiang Weiche opened the computer and showed her the contents one by one. He said in a gentle voice, "You can tell me directly if you want to find anything in the future."

Zhu Huayan pursed her lips, not knowing what she felt.

"Mr. Jiang."

There was a knock on the door and someone talking to Zhao Yan.

"Enter."

Hearing Jiang Weiche's agreement, Zhao Yan pushed the door open. He seemed to be blind to the intimate posture of his president and Miss Zhu. He directly placed a tube of ointment on the table, and then left the office at the president's signal.

This ability to read people's expressions is fully worthy of his position as the only special assistant to the president and his annual salary of one million.

"hiss."

The cold feeling on his right wrist was somewhat stimulating. Zhu Huayan took a breath and lowered his head.

Jiang Weiche half-knelt on the ground with a pious posture. He opened the ointment that Zhao Yan had handed over and applied it on the bright red marks. Even the lightest red marks did not escape his application.

"It's just a minor injury, no need to make such a fuss."

"No, you will get hurt. I hope you will never get hurt."

The cold ointment on the back of her hand was warmed by her body temperature and turned into a warm current that flowed into her heart.

Zhu Huayan took back her hand that was still in Jiang Weiche's palm and said in a very soft voice: "I know, I will pay attention."

The incident of privately opening the computer just passed by quietly without causing any waves in the company.

The protection and care that day seemed to have some impact on Zhu Huayan. In the days that followed, whether out of gratitude or guilt, she was more caring and considerate to Jiang Weiche.

She was very enthusiastic even about the little things about Jiang Weiche.

One day, I had a dinner appointment with the president of a partner.

Because the president of the partner would bring his family, Jiang Weiche took Zhu Huayan along.

Zhao Yan always went with Ren Qiaoyin to such dinners, so she followed him.

The group of four got off the elevator and just walked out of the company gate, they found that the cloudy weather suddenly became clear and the temperature seemed to have risen by several degrees.

The two girls are fine, as they are more afraid of cold than heat.

Jiang Weiche and Zhao Yan had a hard time. They were wearing formal white shirts and thick suit jackets, which made people feel hot just by looking at them.

Zhu Huayan put her hands over her eyes and looked up at the sky tentatively. The sunlight was blinding and the temperature was only going to get higher.

So she took a few quick steps forward, very considerately.

"Wei Che, let me get your coat for you."

Jiang Weiche glanced at Zhu Huayan with an unclear expression, and a look of deep thought with unknown meaning flashed across his eyes.

"what happened?"

Zhu Huayan touched his face and found nothing unusual, so he looked at Jiang Weiche in puzzlement.

"It's okay, here it is."

An inky black custom-made suit jacket was handed to him.

The four of them continued to move forward, and Zhu Huayan's expression suddenly wrinkled.

"I'm feeling a little unwell. I'm going upstairs to get some medicine. You guys go ahead. I have the address and will catch up with you guys later."

Afterwards, as if he couldn't bear the pain, he hurried back to the company and even forgot to return the suit jacket in his hand to Jiang Weiche.

"Boss Jiang, do you need me to come over and take a look?"

Zhao Yan frowned slightly, genuinely worried about Zhu Huayan's health.

"No, she knows it herself."

Jiang Weiche looked in the direction where Zhu Huayan left. After several seconds, he turned around and said, "Let's go over there first."

"Ok."

Just as the remaining three people got into the car, the president of the partner sent an apology message.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Jiang, there was an accident at home, so today's dinner will have to be postponed."

When Ren Qiaoyin saw the news, he thought of something and took the initiative to say:

"Miss Zhu is already feeling unwell, so let's go and tell her the good news now."

No one objected, and there was no reason to object.