Shen Zhuowen didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere remained deadlocked.

Tang Fan interjected , " Miss Jiang, Mr. Shen has a meeting later, which is not very convenient."

He's not talking nonsense either.

Shen Zhuowen does have a meeting, but it's just an international meeting at seven o'clock in the evening. It's still early.

Shen Zhuowen glanced at it, seemingly satisfied with Tang Fan's idea.

Jiang Renqi couldn't hide his disappointment, "Ask Assistant Tang, please give it to me."

Tang Fan nodded politely and walked to Jiang Renqi, "Please."

Everyone came to the front, Jiang Renqi could not say anything more, turned around and walked out with Tang Fan.

Jiang Zhimiao's seat was close to the corridor. Jiang Renqi could see her as soon as she walked over. Naturally, Jiang Zhimiao also saw her walking out.

Jiang Renqi glanced at Jiang Zhimiao proudly and provocatively.

Jiang Zhimiao also looked back at her lightly, and then continued to bend over and wipe his trouser legs.

It's as if she doesn't exist.

The milk tea is chocolate type and is difficult to wipe off. Large areas of dirty stains are stained on the fabric. You may need to send it to the dry cleaner.

Jiang Zhimiao wiped until the end and frowned slightly.

Before she could figure out how to deal with it, there was a sudden knock on the table. She looked up and saw that it was Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen asked her to come into the office.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips slightly and followed Shen Zhuowen step by step.

Silence spread and the atmosphere was depressing.

Shen Zhuowen , " Who taught you to talk like this?"

His voice was very light, suppressing the approaching storm, and his attitude was completely different from last night.

Jiang Zhimiao asked instead , " Am I going to let her bully me?"

Shen Zhuowen frowned slightly, and the pressure on his body became heavier.

Jiang Zhimiao's face turned pale, and his heart kept sinking.

She raised her eyes, the ends of her eyes were red, and her voice was slow and unhurried , " I am an employee of the Shen family, not a servant of the Jiang family. Mr. Shen, isn't my position correct?"

Shen Zhuowen took a step forward,

The atmosphere was tense and tense.

He stared deeply into Jiang Zhimiao's eyes and asked , " Is this your attitude?"

Jiang Zhimiao's slender back was straight, and her voice remained calm, "What is my attitude? You are not satisfied with my attitude."

Speaking of which, the smell of gunpowder in the office is already very strong.

Shen Zhuowen said coldly , " It's working time. Secretary Jiang, you'd better have an understanding of your position and hand in a thousand review tomorrow."

Jiang Zhimiao suddenly raised his eyes, and the words of rejection were just on his lips.

Shen Zhuowen said , " If you want to refuse, you'd better think clearly."

Jiang Zhimiao saw a naked threat in his eyes. He seemed to be saying that as long as she refused, her change of position would be in jeopardy.

Anger brewed in her heart, her throat slid, but she became calmer, "I know, I will hand it in tomorrow."

Shen Zhuowen said no more and turned his back to Jiang Zhimiao.

The meaning is very clear, let her out.

Jiang Zhimiao pinched her palm with her fingertips, and she left the office directly without any hesitation.

When she returned to her workstation, Song Rou came over and asked , " What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhimiao pointed to his trouser legs that had not yet been wiped clean and said, "Write a review."

Song Rou's eyes showed sympathy, "Why? Mr. Shen is blind and can't see that this is a human trick. This is the Black Lotus trick from eight hundred years ago. How can he still be fooled?"

You see, no matter how nice the words are, knee-jerk reactions cannot fool people.

She didn't even tell Song Rou the whole story, but Song Rou saw through Jiang Renqi's tricks and stood by her unconditionally.

As for Shen Zhuowen——

His reaction was almost unabashedly biased towards Jiang Renqi.

Fortunately, she had no expectations for him, and she couldn't be disappointed.

Jiang Zhimiao said , " Maybe."

The time on Yingying's screen jumped to six o'clock. Jiang Zhimiao glanced at it twice, then lowered his body and closed the computer.

Song Rou asked coldly , " I can relax for the time being after handing in the project data today. Do you want to go relax together?"

Jiang Zhimiao was startled, "It might be inconvenient for me."

"What's the inconvenience? I have a skirt in my car. You can change into it when the time comes." Song Rou held her hand, winking at the back and said , " Besides, you rejected me the last few times I asked you out. You must be free today, right? You won't reject me, right?"

Jiang Zhimiao had indeed pushed it several times, and it would be unreasonable to push it again.

So she nodded and agreed, "Then I'll give it back to you after I wash it."

Song Rou , " What's this? I'll give it to you. I'll go down with you to change your skirt now?"

The vague sticky feeling on his trouser legs made him feel uncomfortable. Jiang Zhimiao thought that he had to go downstairs eventually, so he simply nodded.

After changing clothes, Jiang Zhimiao asked Song Rou where she wanted to go to relax.

All she saw was Song Rou with a cunning look on her face, saying that she would keep it a secret and she would know when she arrived.

What Jiang Zhimiao didn't expect was that the place Song Rou was talking about was a club.

And it wasn't just her, several female colleagues nearby also said that tonight was a single girls' night party and they wouldn't tolerate any stinky men interfering.

The women were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Jiang Zhimiao gradually calmed down and had a drink with them from time to time.

Halfway through, Jiang Zhimiao's cell phone rang once.

She lowered her head, glanced over, and raised her hand to turn off the screen.

In the dim box, the singing filled the room and the people's voices were not clear.

Jiang Zhimiao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a few times, then leaned back on the leather sofa with a lazy look on his face. This kind of environment was indeed comfortable.

Song Rou sat next to Jiang Zhimiao and asked , " How was it? Was it fun?"

Jiang Zhimiao said truthfully , " It's quite fun."

Song Rou smiled and said, "I'll show you something more interesting later."

The words were drowned out by the high singing.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and was about to ask what Song Rou said.

The door that was vaguely visible was pushed open.

The men came in one after another, and it seemed that there was one man sitting next to each of her colleagues. Jiang Zhimiao looked at her and saw that each of them sat next to one of their colleagues. The last one sat next to her.

The strong smell of the man's perfume invaded her nose. Jiang Zhimiao's face froze for a moment, her body tensed, and she unconsciously moved away.

Song Rou looked at her little movements and found them cute. She smiled and asked , " Are you not used to it?"

Jiang Zhimiao stammered , " This——"

"Just let them sing with us, and don't do anything else. Don't worry." Song Rou pulled her, "If you can't adapt, I'll accompany you."

Jiang Zhimiao shook her head reflexively. She was afraid that Song Rou would sit next to her and she would not be able to leave after a while.

The female colleague sitting on the other side also laughed and took a photo with her mobile phone.

Song Rou's attention was diverted . " To take a good-looking photo, remember to bring in the face-retouching. Oh, and don't forget to retouch the photo."

The female colleague made an OK gesture and said, "I'll send it to you when the time comes."

Song Rou nodded with satisfaction and went back to see Jiang Zhimiao.

Jiang Zhimiao used the excuse of going to the toilet and went out to get some peace and quiet.

Jiang Zhimiao stood at the vent and felt her chest. Everything in the box was still vivid in her mind, which was really making her uncomfortable. She planned to stand there for a while and go back when it was almost over.

"Miss Jiang?" A man's voice came from behind.

Jiang Zhimiao tilted her head and said politely , " Thank you, Mr.