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

Jiang Weiche lowered his head and agreed.

"Mr. Jiang, that medicine has side effects."

Zhao Yan reminded, trying to stop Jiang Weiche's behavior.

"Tell Li Xi to minimize the side effects within one month. He can use all the funds or materials he wants."

Jiang Weiche stood up, walked to the French window, and looked at the boundless sky. A lone sparrow was flying high and low, looking pitiful.

He would never allow that to happen.

After Zhao Yan left the president's office, he did not carry out his boss's arrangement. Instead, he opened his cell phone and hesitated for a long time, wondering whether he should call 110 to report the incident.

The drug Jiang Weiche was talking about, ADM6, was an accidental product of his pharmaceutical company's research on new drugs.

The new drug is code-named ADM32. It is used to treat patients with Alzheimer's syndrome. It can help stimulate memory recovery and improve brain cell metabolism. It has a very good effect. Once it is on the market, it will definitely cause a sensation in the market.

As for ADM6, it can cause people to gradually lose their memories of the last one to two years, but it is unstable and the lost memories may be uncontrollable, which is also a more terrible side effect.

Zhao Yan could imagine who his president wanted to give it to. His conscience was itching to report the president but he was hesitant.

Apart from anything else, Mr. Jiang is really a kind boss. He doesn't like to create trouble for his subordinates and he gives them a very generous annual salary.

He dared to swear that such a boss was one in a million in the workplace.

It's a pity that Mr. Jiang's love life has been a bit bumpy, and he doesn't dare to touch the person he likes.

In the end, Zhao Yan did not call the police.

It would take at least a month to eliminate the side effects of the medicine, so he could wait until President Jiang was really ready to take action before making a decision.

He still has some conscience, but for now he has to keep his job.

Time flies, and a month is gone in a flash.

With the help of money, Professor Li really reduced the side effects of the drug by half. However, after all, it involves the most complex brain in the human body, and no one can guarantee what accidents may happen when it is used on humans.

Ever since receiving the news from Professor Li, Zhao Yan has been feeling uneasy and unable to let go.

Every call from the president is like a call from the God of Hell. You will die sooner or later, and this day will eventually come.

The results were shocking.

Jiang Weiche struggled for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear to do such a thing to Zhu Huayan. She was the girl he liked, and it was nothing big to use tricks and schemes to coax her into his arms.

But memory involves her physical safety, and he dare not take any risks.

The idea came to me out of anger and without careful consideration.

However, Jiang Weiche's obsession with Zhu Huayan was too deep, and it would be impossible for him to give up just like that.

He can also use the Thirty-Six Strategies of War to implement his plan.

"Zhao Yan, find someone to contact Huang Liang and secretly encourage him to reveal the news he knows in advance, and fan the flames to cause a major public discussion."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Zhao Yan's tense expression relaxed, and his heart, which had been hanging in his stomach, finally settled back down. After entering, he opened the phone dialing interface, pressed 110, and put his hand down.

Special Assistant Zhao has always been very efficient. Within a few days, Huang Liang couldn't wait to contact several well-known local media outlets.

Like a fuel barrel exploding on the Internet, the fact that the president of a Fortune 500 company was lusting after his late father's girlfriend has sparked heated public discussion. There are pictures and the truth, and outsiders who don't believe it can't even say a word for him.

The company was also severely impacted, with its stock price falling and internal employees feeling uneasy and discussing the issue every day.

Zhu Huayan didn’t know because she was not in the company, and Jiang Weiche didn’t tell her directly.

Complaining directly is the most despicable self-torture tactic. Not only will it be easy to be exposed, it may also cause her to have an emotional backlash.

Not only did Jiang Wei Che not say anything himself, he also ordered the employees in the villa not to talk nonsense.

However, I go out early and come back late every day, with anxiety and sadness on my face all the time, and I become haggard and thin.

Jiang Weiche once asked Zhu Huayan a question - Aunt Li rushed to care for him when she found out that he was haggard, so if she found out that she had become thin and haggard, would she take the initiative to care for him?

Zhu Huayan may not have known the answer to this question in the past, but now, after spending so much time together, Jiang Weiche’s meaning in his heart has changed.

The answer is unknown.

At night, she sat on the sofa on the first floor and waited until she found that the drunk Jiang Weiche was being brought back by Zhao Yan.

She quickly stood up and together with Zhao Yan, she helped him into the room.

"Has anything happened recently? Wei Che seems to be very busy every day and looks much more haggard. He also drank so much wine today."

Zhao Yan didn't dare look at Zhu Huayan, his voice was muffled.

"Nothing, Mr. Jiang was just drunk while discussing cooperation with someone. Miss Zhu, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. I'll leave Mr. Jiang to you."

The man's hurriedly leaving figure made Zhu Huayan feel guilty, and he suddenly had a moment of clarity in his mind.

Jiang Weiche's company is the strongest in the city. How many companies are rushing to cooperate with him? How could anyone force him to drink?

Something must have happened, most likely something major had happened in the company.

For some reason, even before she knew the reason, her heart felt a sinking pain, as if it was a bad premonition.

"Hua Yan. Yan Yan. Yan Yan..."

Jiang Weiche was lying on the bed, his face flushed, calling Zhu Huayan incoherently.

Zhu Huayan ignored the blush on her face due to shyness, and leaned forward to ask:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

It seemed that the tie was too tight and Jiang Weiche felt very uncomfortable. He pulled the tie with his right hand a few times, letting it hang loosely around his neck. His white shirt also had a few buttons undone, revealing his sexy collarbone.

Maybe it was because he was drunk, his face and body temperature were higher than usual, his skin was slightly flushed, and his clothes were disheveled, which made him look very sexy.

Zhu Huayan's face turned even redder. Seeing that he was frowning and looked uncomfortable, she softened her heart and went forward to help him untie his tie so that he could rest more easily.

Just as she moved closer, Jiang Weiche's closed eyes suddenly opened and he stared at her intently, with deep affection.

"Wei Che, take off your coat before going to bed, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

Zhu Huayan thought he was awake, so he untied his tie and was about to stand up.

I don't know when a strong arm appeared on my waist, and even when he was drunk, he was very strong.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he pushed her down with his arms regardless, and his pretty face was very close to him.

During the few seconds of hesitation, Jiang Weiche took in all the faint fragrance from Zhu Huayan's body and the hot breath. He seemed to be sober, but also seemed to be more drunk.

After murmuring "Ayan", he turned over and pressed the soft woman under him.

Without a moment's hesitation, he kissed those lips that were tempting him all the time.