Jiang Zhimiao hesitated for two seconds, put down the breakfast in his hand, and entered the office.

Shen Zhuowen didn't look at her. He was talking on the phone in a low voice and seemed to tap the table with his finger.

There was a document on the desk. When I glanced over it, the words 'East Coast' came into view.

Jiang Zhimiao walked to the table and waited quietly for Shen Zhuowen to finish the call, then raised his head and asked softly , " Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"

Shen Zhuowen said , " This is the information after the project is approved. Take a good look at it. Construction will start in two days."

Jiang Zhimiao was startled, "I understand."

Picking up the file, she was about to leave when she accidentally saw the ointment underneath the file.

Looking at the name on the ointment——

She pulled out the memory in her mind, which should be used to treat scratches. Lowering her eyes, she secretly glanced at Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen said , " Tang Fan bought it."

In front of the shadowy glass door, Tang Fan put his hand on the doorknob, ready to push it open.

Tang Fan has a habit of reporting work to Shen Zhuowen early in the morning, so that he can start work quickly and conveniently, and also sort out the information about his subordinates. Basically, he comes here at this time every morning.

Hearing this unexpectedly, his movement of pushing the door slowed down.

Raising his eyes, he saw Jiang Zhimiao looking over, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he took the blame for the boss and said , " Yes, Miss Jiang, I heard that you had an accident at your birthday party. I think you might use it." , I bought this medicine at the drugstore downstairs this morning. "

Accidents at birthday parties are no secret.

In particular, Tang Fan is also Shen Zhuowen's assistant, so he naturally has access to information from all directions, and it is possible that Shen Zhuowen mentioned it.

It's not surprising that he knows.

Jiang Zhimiao nodded meekly, "Thank you, Assistant Tang."

Tang Fan felt the cold gaze behind him, and the smile on his lips softened a lot , " No trouble, you can take it back and use it first."

Jiang Zhimiao understood. She looked sideways at Shen Zhuowen and whispered , " Mr. Shen, I'll go out first."

Shen Zhuowen hummed lightly.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the desktop turned on.

Jiang Zhimiao was so close that he could see the name on the table at a glance, which belonged to Shen Zhuoxu.

When she saw this name, she was still a little confused.

There has been no contact for a long time, and the memory still lingers on the scene where he jumped off the building decisively and left the Shen family decisively.

Shen Zhuowen noticed Jiang Zhimiao's gaze. He glanced at the screen twice, and his eyes were obviously three inches colder. He didn't say anything, but raised his chin slightly, signaling Jiang Zhimiao with his eyes to let her go out first.

Jiang Zhimiao withdrew his gaze and left.

After she left, Shen Zhuowen hung up the phone directly.

He looked at Tang Fan, who was also looking at him with a hesitant expression on his face. He wanted to say something. He also looked back cautiously to make sure that Jiang Zhimiao had really returned to his work station. Then he slowly He said , " Mr. Shen, why didn't you say you prepared it for Miss Jiang?"

"Same." Shen Zhuowen said.

Tang Fan , "... " He complained in his heart, everything is the same, but it is obviously different.

And this reason is actually untenable if you consider it carefully. As long as you consider it carefully, you will know that it couldn't have been given by him, but by Shen Zhuowen.

But Jiang Zhimiao actually thought it was from him.

This is enough to prove that Jiang Zhimiao doesn't think that Shen Zhuowen is someone who would put such little thought into it at all. He may also think that he would put such thought into others, but it is impossible to give her flowers. It's just that Shen Zhuowen's temper comes first, and Tang Fan thought about it for a while, but still didn't say the rebellious words in his heart, so he started today's data report and itinerary arrangement.

Shen Zhuowen is very busy today. He has four meetings in the morning and afternoon.

I have to squeeze in meetings during lunch time.

But this is a very common thing for him. As a senior executive of a company, meetings and business trips are commonplace, but this is not the case for Jiang Zhimiao. She has been with Shen Zhuo all day today. Wen holds meetings and takes minutes.

By the end of the day, the keyboard was on fire.

Except for breakfast, Jiang Zhimiao had no time to rest.

She returned to her work station again, sat down, and was almost off work.

Song Rou was still busy working on her last plan at her workstation. When she saw Jiang Zhimiao come back, she nodded politely to her.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled back and asked quietly , " Are the ribs delicious?"

Song Rou nodded, "It's delicious. Your cooking skills are really good. I want to ask you to cook for me. The food in the company cafeteria is really good and bad. When it tastes bad, it tastes like pig food. If you hadn't brought ribs today, I might have starved."

She made a bitter face and complained in a low voice.

The chefs in the company cafeteria seem to work in shifts, so the quality of the food varies. There are some weird dishes and some delicious dishes, but most of them are unpalatable and not what was advertised, so most people just order noodles and other dishes wherever they go.

Jiang Zhimiao said , " If you like it, I'll bring an extra copy next time."

Song Rou's eyes lit up, "But isn't this a bad idea?"

"What's this?" Jiang Zhimiao pulled the drawer and smiled , " Didn't you prepare some cookies for me? Thanks to your cookies, I didn't faint from hunger during the meeting this afternoon."

Song Rou waved her hands, thinking that Jiang Zhimiao was exaggerating.

It was just that her expression was so sincere that she didn't continue to refute her kindness and agreed to continue bringing her breakfast the next day.

Jiang Zhimiao promptly transferred the breakfast money for the past two days to Song Rou.

After this incident, the relationship between the two improved a lot. When it was almost time to get off work, Song Rou even poured Jiang Zhimiao a glass of water.

Jiang Zhimiao hasn't finished taking the meeting minutes yet and has to work overtime.

So, Song Rou left first.

After she left, many people also left, leaving Jiang Zhimiao here to work overtime.

This class lasts for two hours.

Jiang Zhimiao sent the document to Shen Zhuowen's small window, rubbed his sore neck, and looked up at the office.

Empty.

Only then did she remember that Shen Zhuowen seemed to have left right after the meeting.

Didn't even return to the office.

Jiang Zhimiao put his mobile phone and lipstick into his bag and prepared to take a taxi back.

Go downstairs and stand at the intersection.

The temperature in Star City seemed to have dropped a little, much colder than during the day. Such a blow of wind made Jiang Zhimiao's tired body tremble. She stood up straight. When she turned on her phone, she saw scattered news. There was a call from An Qiaoqiao, and there was also a call from Jiang Yunyun asking her if she would go home for dinner at night.

There is a lot of news.

She picked two replies, friends from her hometown.

A friend from her hometown brought the news that Huang Juan's son did owe a large sum of money. Huang Juan sold her house and land, but still owed 50,000 yuan.

A few weeks ago, people gradually took out 20,000 yuan, and then a few days ago, Huang Juan took out another 30,000 yuan, and the hole was finally filled.

I heard that people are gambling again.

They told Jiang Zhimiao not to give them any money. Fortunately, they had moved away from their hometown, otherwise they would have been entangled by such people and would have been sucked dry to death.

few weeks ago ...

This means that Jiang Yunyun has been in contact with Huang Juan for a long time, and she may have given money to others countless times behind her back.

Jiang Zhimiao got into the car, feeling as if there was a huge hole in his heart. He resisted the urge to call Jiang Yunyun to question her.

She didn't believe that Jiang Yunyun didn't know that throwing meat buns at a dog would never come back.

But why?

Before Jiang Zhimiao reached the downstairs of his house, he saw the aunt who lived next door calling him on her cell phone.

As soon as she answered the phone, she learned that something had happened at home. She heard that there had been a thief and all the things were stolen. Now Jiang Yunyun was sitting at the door wiping her tears.

Hearing this, she no longer cared about her previous thoughts and urged the driver to drive faster.