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The two stood there like quails. The quick-thinking one bowed and apologized to Song Qianyu, and the other followed suit, then slunk away.

Song Qianyu couldn't see Song Qianyi's expression when she said these words, but she felt as if she had never seen Song Qianyi's back before.

Song Qianyi turned around and said, "This is the workplace, not home. What they care about most is your ability."

"Were you like this when you first came to the company?" Song Qianyu asked.

“A little better than you.” Song Qianyi didn’t expect Song Qianyu to ask her that. She tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, “They don’t know my identity, but they will definitely pay attention to my strength.”

He reached out and patted Song Qianyu's head: "Everyone starts from the basics. If you don't know how, just learn. If you ask me, I can teach you, albeit reluctantly."

"Can you even teach me?" Song Qianyu rolled her eyes, bumped past Song Qianyi and took a few steps, then turned back, awkwardly saying, "Um... thank you."

After saying that, he quickly ran away.

Watching her hurried departure, Song Qianyi even thought she was hallucinating.

The incident in the break room spread throughout the company, and no one dared to discuss Song Qianyu anymore. Her mentors also became much more dedicated to her.

In the afternoon, Song Qianyi brought afternoon tea, which was just the right time.

Because of Song Qianyu's popularity, everyone became even more enthusiastic towards her.

Song Qianyu didn't understand the intricacies of the situation, but she knew that everyone was kind to her because of Song Qianyi. Despite her resentment, she was mostly happy.

What are you happy about?

do not know.

Song Qianyu never imagined that one day she would be happy because of Song Qianyi.

Song Qianyi didn't focus too much on Song Qianyu. She was now responsible for the entire Song family and dared not relax for a moment.

The company wants to take over a project.

The project is led by Party A, with multiple companies from other companies submitting proposals. The competition is fair, allowing Party A to choose the best proposal to collaborate on.

To this end, Song Qianyi specifically selected industry professionals from the company to work together to refine the project proposal.

Xu Jinche from the Technology Department is a key member of the team.

Song Qianyi had only heard of Xu Jinche's name before, and she was shocked by his youthful appearance when she first met him.

Unlike the stereotypical image of a tech guy with black-rimmed glasses and a Mediterranean plaid shirt, Xu Jinche had thick hair, a delicate face, wore thin-rimmed gold glasses, and dressed in a well-fitting suit, exuding a gentle and refined air.

With the project proposal in its initial form, it was time for the service providers to compete.

The bidding process will take place at Party A's company.

Song Qianyi sat down, looked at the project proposal, and mentally rehearsed how to give the presentation and answer questions, taking several deep breaths to adjust her state.

Sun Man sat next to her, her hands clasped together. She subconsciously glanced around at her competitors, her gaze landing on the nameplates next to their seats, her expression serious.

Looking at Song Qianyi who was still preparing seriously, Sun Man felt even more uneasy: "President Song, the Ji family is also participating in this bidding."

Ji family?

Song Qianyi's mind went blank for a moment.

Just then, a commotion broke out nearby.

Turning my head, I saw Ji Jingshen walking in, surrounded by a crowd.

Standing out from the crowd, it was quite conspicuous.

She glanced at it only once before looking away, without even thinking of getting up to say hello.

Ji Jingshen didn't expect to see Song Qianyi here, and the way she looked away after touching him surprised him even more.

They were indifferent, as if they were strangers.

The host announced the start of the bidding process, and Ji Jingshen then took his seat.

As he sat down, the cool scent of cedarwood filled Song Qianyi's nostrils.

Whether it was because the chairs were arranged too close together, or because Ji Jingshen deliberately leaned closer to her when he sat down, the hems of their clothes just happened to touch.

Song Qianyi looked down at the document, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the black and white fabrics overlapping, creating a secret intimacy in a public setting.

She pursed her lips slightly, wrapped her clothes tighter, and focused her attention on the proposal.

This was the first time Ji Jingshen had seen Song Qianyi after she became the general manager of Song's Group.

Unlike her usual charming demeanor, Song Qianyi was calm and composed at this moment, with sharp eyes and concise words, showing no stage fright when facing the client's questions.

A spotlight shone on her from the stage, making it impossible to look away.

He had assumed the project would be a sure thing for the Ji family, but after listening to Song Qianyi's report, he felt a sense of unease.

Although Song Qianyi's plan was a little immature in the details, it was more thoughtful than Ji's plan on key issues.

In a fair competition, Party A might not choose the Ji family.

After the meeting ended, everyone packed up their materials and left. Sun Man led her people down first, while Song Qianyi followed at the back, looking for an opportunity to speak with the person in charge of the client company and get acquainted with them.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone left on their own.

"Mr. Song."

The ordinary address, when uttered by Ji Jingshen in his deep voice, took on a unique charm.

Song Qianyi stopped in her tracks, turned around, and gave a formulaic smile: "President Ji."

She didn't believe that the man who wanted to divorce her would ever soften.

"The Song family's plan is excellent."

"Everyone has seen it for themselves." Song Qianyi was not modest at all.

That's true. When Song's plan came out, the client's representative couldn't hide their satisfaction.

Ji Jingshen slightly raised his head: "But the Song family has little chance of winning against the Ji family."

Song Qianyi's lips pressed down slightly.

This is well said.

Although the Song family's project proposal was well done, it lacked the economic strength and experience of the Ji family, which also meant that the Song family's ability to withstand risks was not as good as the Ji family's.

If Party A considers the long term, it would not be surprising if they chose the Ji family.

Ji Jingshen approached: "If the Ji family withdraws, the project will inevitably belong to the Song family."

Song Qianyi raised her eyes, her gaze sharp, and looked around. Seeing no one else, she spoke bluntly: "So what does President Ji want? Does he want me to sign the divorce papers?"

A cold smile played on her lips: "President Ji, there's no need to go to such lengths. You can go now if you have the time."

Ji Jingshen was stunned. He hadn't expected Song Qianyi to think of him that way. He felt that it was a mistake to come over and strike up a conversation. He awkwardly touched his nose, trying to figure out how to smooth things over.

"Mr. Song."

A warm male voice broke the silence.

When Song Qianyi saw Xu Jinche approaching, her expression softened slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Man is waiting for you downstairs. She asked me to come and find you." Xu Jinche greeted Ji Jingshen and then said to Song Qianyi, "She has a new idea she'd like to discuss with you."

"I'll go over now."

Song Qianyi didn't even glance at Ji Jingshen before leaving.

Ji Jingshen put his hands in his pockets, his gaze following Song Qianyi.

The two were probably discussing a project, as they were speaking very close to each other.

They were too intimate.

Shen Chen, watching from the side, whispered a reminder: "Boss, the elevator is here."

Only Ji Jingshen and Shen Chen were in the elevator. Shen Chen observed his boss's expression and asked cautiously, "Boss, the divorce agreement has been corrected, and the vehicle repair costs have been included. When would be a good time to send it to Miss Song?"

Ji Jingshen didn't say a word, only glanced at him sideways.