Oh my god! My secret husband is a billionaire

In order to prevent his younger brother from going to Jiang Li's house to "eat shit", Qin Ming directly started the capitalist's inhumane exploitation mode.

"Jiang Li, clean up this place. Put all the information on the floor in order, or you won't be allowed to leave work!"

Jiang Li looked at the mess on the ground and looked at Qin Lang speechlessly. "My friend, thank you!"

How can I restore all this information after he tore it to pieces? Wouldn't it take me until the middle of the night just to put it back together?

"It's okay, Ali. I'll help you clean up. After we're done, we can have a midnight snack together!"

"Eat, you big pig head! All you know is eat, eat, eat! Mom brought back five big lobsters from Australia today and told you to come home for dinner."

Qin Ming was so angry that he swept the two dozen remaining documents on the table to the ground.

"Brother, can I not go home for dinner? I'm almost vomiting all that lobster!"

Qin Ming stared at him with a dagger hidden in his smile. "Okay. You know Ms. Song's temper. Try it if you're not home after 7 o'clock."

Qin Lang looked at Jiang Li with a resentful look in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Li. Can I treat you to dinner tomorrow?"

"It's okay. You go back first!" Jiang Li bent down silently and began to clean up the mess on the ground.

Qin Lang felt very distressed and wanted to help her, but was dragged out by Ouyang Wanqing.

"Brother, hurry up and go. Auntie is waiting. Otherwise, you'll be scolded again!"

Everyone stood in unison. Only Jiang Li, like a pitiful little kitten, crouched on the ground and slowly squirmed. Qin Ming looked at that pitiful figure, his heart aching slightly. He shouted at the crowd standing nearby.

"What are you all standing there for? Take it back if it belongs to you!"

"Where's the cleaning staff? Tell them all to come up and clean!"

At Qin Ming's command, everyone turned into crouching tigers, frantically moving tables and picking up documents.

Whoever piled more stuff on Jiang Li's desk initially became the messier he looked now. Especially Chen Meng; most of the trash on the floor belonged to her.

Qin Ming took two steps inadvertently and happened to step on the file folder in her hand, and said in a stern voice.

"So this is Designer Chen's office. I thought it belonged to Jiang Li."

Then another order was announced.

"Whoever has finished picking up all the stuff can leave. Everyone in the design department will have their bonuses for this month deducted!"

Qin Ming thought Jiang Li's expression would improve after hearing this. But those quiet eyes didn't show any emotion, and he didn't even blink. He just squatted on the ground, picking up the odds and ends.

"Why are you picking up something that's not yours? It's time to eat, why don't you go eat? When the restaurant closes, are you going to starve?"

Qin Ming's words sounded like an insult, but everyone present knew that he still had some special feelings towards Jiang Li. He had made such a big mistake, yet he hadn't been expelled.

"Mr. Qin always says, can I go now?"

It was obvious that this was what Qin Ming meant. But Jiang Li still had to ask for clarification, lest this man go back on his word and deduct money at every turn.

"The restaurant closes at 7. After you finish eating, you can't leave until you've cleaned up everything on the 39th floor!"

Jiang Li did not go to eat, but changed places to continue sweeping the floor and wiping the table in a humble manner, using busyness to dissipate his resentment.

Qin Ming looked at the stubborn woman and felt inexplicably annoyed. This pig-headed woman had given him a way out, yet she still refused to appreciate it. She was truly foolish.

"Stop wiping it. Do you know where you went wrong?"

Jiang Li wanted to say that it was his fault for being blind and letting his greed cloud his brain that led him to join this shabby company. But thinking of his tactics and the compensation he mentioned below, he endured it and said nothing.

"Why did you hit Chen Xiaomeng? You hit Zheng Jiayan yesterday, and you hit Chen Meng again today. You're really capable!"

"I didn't hit her. She hit me first!" Jiang Li's stubborn little face was still full of defiance and dissatisfaction.

"Whether you hit her or not, now that everyone is accusing you of doing so, you did. It's hard to offend public anger, and it's hard to achieve one's own desires. Do you understand?"

Jiang Li understood better than anyone else that over the years, she had been isolated because of her beauty and excellent grades, and ostracized because of her poor family background. No matter when, as long as she had a conflict with others, she was always wrong.

But she, even when she was at odds with the entire dormitory and the entire school, still refused to admit defeat and refused to admit her mistakes. But now, seeing the darkness of society and the coldness of human nature, she no longer bothered to defend the pitiful truth.

"Speak, don't play dumb!"

Qin Ming kicked the cleaning drum away. The high-end wool carpet was immediately soaked with water.

"I'm sorry, I admit my mistake!"

Jiang Li no longer had any good feelings towards the man in front of her, and even his face gradually became blurred in her mind.

He wanted her to bow her head, so she admitted her mistake, without quibbling, explaining, or talking back. After all, she wouldn't die if she said sorry.

"What's wrong?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Jiang Li's lips, then disappeared in an instant.

“Before joining, I didn’t fully understand the company’s corporate culture, didn’t grasp the company’s heritage, didn’t clearly understand my job description, and didn’t memorize my job responsibilities.”

"What?" Qin Ming didn't quite understand what she meant by her sarcastic tone.

"Jiang Li, can you speak human language?"

Jiang Li didn't want to talk anymore.

"Boss Qin, I was wrong. I apologize and reflect deeply. I accept all your punishments. I accept any salary deductions and forced labor. If you think this isn't enough, please give me a quick death. Don't use a blunt knife to cut my flesh, and don't insist on slicing me in a frying pan, okay?"

"I can't afford the compensation you're talking about. I don't have the money. Besides, I didn't smash the things or tear up the documents. If you insist on using a lawyer to sue me, I'll respond."

With her attitude, how could she admit her fault? Qin Ming kicked the bucket again, completely overturning it. Jiang Li's shoes and trouser legs were soaked.

"Since you love to work so much, clean this carpet tonight. You are not allowed to go home until it is washed, dried and air-dried!"

Jiang Li felt like crying, but she couldn't. This tattered carpet was so heavy. If she had known this, she would have been picking up scraps of paper in the design department.

Qin Ming walked to the window, his back to her, puffing out smoke towards the lights in the night sky. From time to time, he could hear rustling sounds and the sound of a dishcloth being wrung out from behind him.

Suddenly, a sweet voice broke the dead silence.

"Brother, why haven't you come down yet? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Ouyang Wanqing's high heels stepped on the wet carpet, leaving behind a string of beautiful shoe prints.

Qin Ming stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the crystal jar. "Didn't you leave with Qin Lang? Why are you coming back?"

"My second brother has such a bad temper, I don't want to be with him. I want to wait for you. Brother, are you done with your work? I'm so hungry!"

Originally, Qin Ming hadn't planned to go back. The so-called lobster party his mother had planned was just a lie to lure Qin Lang away from Jiang Li. But Ouyang Wanqing had already called him to the office, so he had no choice but to go home.

Before leaving, Qin Ming glanced at Jiang Li. "Just pack up and go back. You're so clumsy, you're only making things worse!"

Until midnight, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. What lingered in his mind was the little wild cat's unruly face. He endured it silently, his eyes were like swords, he admitted his mistakes, but every thorn in his body was refutation.

"Hey, is the water in my office clean?"

"Did you clean my ashtray?"

"When you went back, did you turn off the lights? And the air conditioner?..."

"Did you go back at all? Answer me!"

This was the first time Qin Ming encountered an employee who looked down on him like this. He sent her more than a dozen messages, but she didn't reply to a single one. This woman was truly audacious. Was she trying to get high?

After I calmed down, I started to worry again. I wanted to call her, but I didn't even have her number. I sent her a voice message, but it fell on deaf ears, with no response.

"Fuck! This woman was sent by God to torture me!"

Qin Ming climbed up from the bed, stepped on the accelerator and rushed directly to the company gate. He was too lazy to even park the car and went straight to the top floor.