Gold Medal Sweetheart

When he saw the words on the package, Jin Taize's eyes seemed to be ignited. Without time to calm down, he immediately called Mia in.

"I just found it under the table," Jin Tae-jae asked, pinching the box between his fingers. "Where did this come from?"

Mia took a step closer and took a look. After a while, she suddenly remembered where it came from. "Ah, this is what Miss Tang brought the other day. Unfortunately, when I was bringing Miss Tang some water, it spilled on your table. Maybe when we were rushing to clean it up, we accidentally knocked it under the table. Sorry, Mr. Jin."

As she spoke, Mia lowered her head, her voice became much softer, and her hands unconsciously clenched.

She could naturally feel that the big boss was in a bad mood from his serious expression and high-intensity work in the past few days. Normally, maybe Mr. Jin would not blame her for such a small matter, but now that he called her in, she felt that she was in great danger. She didn't dare to look the big boss in the eye, so she raised her eyes secretly to observe the boss's reaction.

Just when she thought she was dead, she didn't expect that President Jin held the box firmly in his palm, and a smile unexpectedly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Mia didn't care about her manners anymore, and raised her head to look at him in astonishment.

Until Mia walked out of President Jin's office, she still could hardly believe her eyes. President Jin actually smiled?

What was even more surprising was that today's overtime work was over. Although Shi Tian's overtime pay was considerable, it couldn't stop the temptation to go out and have fun on the weekend.

In the president's office, Jin Taize held the eye drops in his palm, looking as if he had picked up some rare treasure, and he couldn't stop looking at it over and over again.

Later, when Hu Yang went in to ask if he really didn't have to work overtime, he saw his boss holding a small box and smiling lustfully. Hu Yang felt like the sun had risen from the west.

After coming out of the president's office, Hu Yang walked to the front desk and saw Mia applying lipstick in front of the small mirror she carried with her, as if she couldn't wait to go out and party.

"What is Mr. Jin holding in his hand? He looks so happy." Huyang approached Mia and asked curiously.

"Eye drops."

"Eye drops!"

"correct."

Huyang suddenly felt like he was doubting his life. Their shining boss, who had seen all kinds of good things, was so happy that he could take off just because of a small bottle of eye drops.

Moreover... Mr. Jin, who was still preoccupied with lawsuits a few days ago, didn't look like he was holding eye drops just now. It felt more like he was holding a magic potion.

"Mr. Jin bought it himself?"

"No," Mia waved her hand. "It was brought by Miss Tang who came to deliver the documents last time. Hey, Assistant Hu, we won't be working overtime anymore. Is it that Mr. Jin is being extra kind today, or is there really a ray of hope?"

Hu Yang smiled knowingly, breathed a sigh of relief, and winked at Mia. "Don't worry, our good days are coming."

Tang Xin heard the phone ringing. When she saw the familiar avatar appear on the WeChat interface, her heartbeat began to beat along with the ringtone.

"I'm out of eye drops. Where did you buy them? I can't find them." Jin Taize said straight to the point.

She had thought Jin Taize would come to smooth things over the matter of moving that day, but she hadn't expected him to start with just that. Furthermore, he hadn't felt any remorse for his harsh words. Tang Xin still didn't understand why this man had gotten so angry that day.

He didn't say a word of thanks the day she brought him the eye drops, but now he says it so confidently, as if he really treats her, a teacher, as his personal maid.

"Every drugstore has it."

"Buy me another bottle and I'll come get it from you."

"Boss Jin, it's time to get off work now."

"I'll pay you overtime."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, I'm having a party with friends right now. I don't want to earn this money." Tang Xin rolled her eyes.

"Then I'll get it tomorrow." Jin Taize scratched his forehead.

"I have something to do tomorrow too."