Chapter 46 Going to Pokfulam
The day off passed in a flash.

Thanks to timely treatment, the red marks on Liang Weining's face have faded to the point where they are almost invisible.

There was a large high-level meeting on Monday morning, and she arrived at the company half an hour early.

When she passed by the director's office, the lights were bright inside, and there was no doubt that the boss had arrived before her.

She made the coffee and brought it in. The man was standing with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. The bay in the distance was in full view. Even against the vast backdrop of the sea level, the figure was still tall and majestic.

The temperature dropped sharply in December. A dark business coat taken off by a man was draped over the armrest of the sofa. Liang Weining put the coffee on the table, then went back to arrange and hang up the clothes.

After finishing everything, the call in front of the floor-to-ceiling window ended at the right time.

Chen Jingyuan glanced at the time as he glanced at the coffee on his desk. There were still twenty minutes before work.

He walked to the sofa area with a normal look on his face, and when he sat down, he casually asked the girl, "You have a 40-minute commute, and you want to get to the company so early, can you handle it?"

Liang Weining half-knelt in front of the desk to collect scattered documents. Hearing this, he replied fluently: "Sometimes I can't handle it, but fortunately, my sleep quality is good. The innate advantages can make up for the acquired deficiencies."

She didn't know that she had accidentally touched the boss's sore spot.

What advantages.

It's nothing more than being young and sleeping well.

For Chen Jingyuan, sleep is sometimes really a luxury.

External intervention and drug treatment seem to have little effect.

Seeing that the boss had no intention of getting up, Liang Weining walked to the desk consciously, picked up the coffee and moved to the ground.

During the remaining time, the secretary began to put the office items in order, while her boss sat next to her, drinking coffee quietly and watching her busying around.

"Starting this Saturday, Uncle Ming will ask the driver to pick you up in the afternoon." Chen Jingyuan reminded.

Ok.

Liang Weining responded softly.

From then on, she officially joined the army of slash youth.

In fact, I didn’t have high expectations in my heart, and even thought that I might only be able to last a month at most, or even shorter.

If I really had a talent for teaching, I should have applied for a teaching certificate directly and followed my parents' arrangements to stay in Chengdu.

But the father and son have full confidence in her.

Especially Chen Jingyuan.

He looked down on professionals and only recognized her abilities, which was really flattering.

As departments downstairs clocked in for work one after another, the originally quiet building gradually became lively.

At ten o'clock in the morning, all the senior executives involved in the Lianwu Island project stepped out of the top-floor elevator on time.

Then, the sun rose from the west. The executives, who usually came to meetings empty-handed, today each had a laptop in their hands. The scene was neat and spectacular, leaving everyone in the secretary room stunned.

Vivi leaned over to the door and whispered, "What's going on? I feel like I missed out on 100 million."

An assistant nearby echoed, "There must be something fishy going on. It looks like this meeting is not a simple one."

"Not necessarily." Vivi showed an unfathomable look, "My intuition tells me that the source of the 100 million should be the person in the office."

After expressing their opinions, everyone turned their eyes to Secretary Liang's quiet workstation.

Facing a few pairs of green eyes, Liang Weining stood up with the documents indifferently, and left a sentence lightly as he passed by, "If you don't want me to collect your salary on your behalf, you can only learn to be self-reliant. Isn't the truth obvious?"

What is salary collection?

What self-reliance.

What reason.

What Martian language is Little Boss speaking?

Everyone looked at each other.

Looking at Secretary Liang's back disappearing around the corner, Vivi said leisurely: "That's good now. It feels like I've missed out on more than 100 million."

That's how it is in the workplace.

When a certain rule is maintained for a long time, everything becomes taken for granted.

When the law is broken one day, the real suffering of the beneficiaries will begin.

At least on their computers, they can no longer record more detailed project milestones than before.

With the finalization of the first phase plan of the Lianwu Island project, the intensive top-level meetings will come to a temporary end.

On Saturday morning, Liang Weining was still lying in bed when his cell phone rang.

The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number from the Hong Kong area.

I thought it was a sales call, so I ignored it and hung up.

Half a minute later, the same number called again.

Liang Weining frowned and answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?"

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then a slightly familiar boy's voice was heard.

Is it Josie? Liang Weining opened his sleepy eyes and called the other person's name uncertainly.

The young man said shyly: "Sister, did I disturb you?"

She got up from the bed and looked at the alarm clock. It was almost eleven o'clock.

I'm sorry to admit I was interrupted.

After all, even dogs are excited about this point.

Just as the thought came to my mind, two dog barks were heard on the phone.

Liang Weining:
She must be hallucinating.

"It's Douding, and I'm playing Frisbee with him," Josie explained.

Ok.

Even dogs are more diligent than her.

With this, she lost all desire to sleep and asked Josie what she wanted to talk about.

After listening to the other party quietly, Liang Weining fell into silence.

Josie has an equestrian class in the afternoon, and I would like to ask her opinion whether the class time can be moved forward three hours.

So that's what it was.

no problem.

Liang Weining agreed straightforwardly.

After lunch, the driver arranged by Uncle Ming stopped at the entrance of the alley on time.

It takes about half an hour to drive from Tsing Yi to the villa area of ​​Pokfulam.

It was a sunny day, and she thought she would be greeted by Uncle Ming's usual warm face, but as soon as she got off the car, she saw the tall and noble figure of a man standing quietly in the yard.

When she called in the morning, Josie said his dad wasn't home.

So, you just came back?

"Mr. Chen." Liang Weining greeted him.

The man nodded slightly at her.

At this moment, from the side and back, a furry object was running towards Liang Weining at a rapid speed.

It's a golden retriever, very big.

The overwhelming force shocked the girl so much that she dared not move.

It is said that Golden Retrievers are warm and hospitable.

But she—

Just when the golden retriever was about to pounce, Liang Weining's wrist fell into the man's palm. By the time she reacted, the tall body had already blocked her.

The golden retriever is scared.

He immediately fell to the ground and whimpered.

Liang Weining's heart was pounding, and if you looked closely, you could see that his face was a little pale.

Chen Jingyuan tilted his head and asked, "Are you afraid of dogs?"

He saw it.

"No, it's actually very cute." Liang Weining said halfway, and when she saw the man trying to pull away, she quickly added: "But it's so big!"

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Sure enough, he was afraid.

Chen Jingyuan raised his lips slightly, looked back at the girl hiding behind him, and said in a leisurely tone, "I thought Secretary Liang was very bold and fearless except for me."

The boss was laughing at her again.

At this time, it is natural to show weakness and submit.

What if the boss is unhappy and doesn’t help her block the dog.

No, why block the dog? That's weird.

As Liang Weining held her breath and concentrated, Uncle Ming finally walked over with steady steps and slowly led the golden retriever away.

The air was released at once.

Before I could recover from the shock, a man spoke softly from above me, "Josie is taking a lunch break, and it's still early for class. If you're bored, there's a study upstairs."

Lunch break?

Too early?

That's not what Josie said on the phone!

I have tried my best. It should be around this time recently. You can just come in and take a look at the time.