Chapter 52 His methods
At nine o'clock on Monday morning, just after I arrived at the company and punched in, the local network on my mobile phone pushed two news briefs.

One is about the latest developments of the armed gang fight that occurred at the spicy crab restaurant under the Causeway Bay Bridge last weekend. The second is about a high-end club in the commercial district of Kowloon, which was forced to suspend operations for investigation due to suspected illegal services and transactions.

Liang Weining enlarged the picture and looked at the slightly familiar interior decoration of the club.

Before I could react, I received a private message from my bestie.

Gu Yunzhen: [Have you seen the news? Your boss’s tactics... Tsk.]

No way.

Is it the work of Chen Jingyuan?
Thinking of the scene in the bathroom last night, Liang Weining calmed down.

The investigation of GLD may be due to more than just her.

If it was really a reasonable and legal business, it wouldn't be so easy for the big guys to get hold of it.

Moreover, it is said that the owner behind GLD has a certain underworld background, and the industry has been rooted in this port for more than 20 years. The underground forces have long been intertwined. Even if there are really dirty tricks inside, how could it be possible to alarm the investigation team overnight?

A few minutes later, my bestie shared two more links.

[Evildoers will be punished, and the gang leader who attacked you that night also had a bad ending. ]

When talking about this, Liang Weining still felt a slight burning pain on the right side of his cheek.

She was just about to click on the link to take a look when the front desk downstairs called.

She said that a lady named Zhang wanted to see Mr. Chen, but she didn't have an appointment. Seeing that the other party was of extraordinary status, the front desk clerk did not dare to offend her, so she asked her how to deal with it.

As chief secretary, Liang Weining often encounters similar situations.

The boss's time is precious, so the daily schedule will be arranged in advance. No meetings will be held without an appointment. This is the rule of the China and Hong Kong Directors' Office.

But I heard from the front desk that the other person's surname was Zhang.

Liang Weining decided to go downstairs to take a look.

In the reception area on the first floor of the building, Zhang Ruohan, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family, was sitting on the sofa.

The temperament of the young lady from an aristocratic family is indeed different from that of ordinary people. This is the first time Liang Weining has dealt with her. Before this, the only impression he had of her was the gossip about her marriage a month ago.

After she revealed her identity, Miss Zhang smiled politely, her gentle and beautiful eyes and eyebrows showing no aggression.

Naturally, Liang Weining did not ignore the other party's words, and he was always looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at the girl's overly delicate and beautiful face, Zhang Ruohan changed the subject: "Excuse me, how long has Secretary Liang been in the company?"

Ask about length of service.

"Four months." Liang Weining said truthfully.

The other party nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Getting up from the sofa, Zhang Ruohan handed over a concert invitation and asked her to pass it to Mr. Chen.

Before leaving, I suddenly thought of something and said casually, "If I want to make an appointment for the next meeting, what procedures do I need to go through?"

"Sign in at the front desk first, and then when Mr. Chen is free, I will call you personally to let you know."

Of course, the prerequisite is that the boss must agree to meet.

Zhang Ruohan is a smart man. After thinking for two seconds, he took out his mobile phone, opened his social QR code, and held it in front of the girl. "Secretary Liang, can you send me a private message?"

It's a bit difficult.

Liang Weining declined, "The company has regulations that members of the board of directors cannot add visitor information without permission."

What kind of rule is this?

She was just making it up.

If she really accepts everyone who comes, she will probably be bombarded with information every day, and the number of people asking her about Mr. Chen's whereabouts will be greater than the number of people swimming in the sea.

She is not stupid and would rather add more workload to herself.

Seeing her clear attitude, Zhang Ruohan had no choice but to give up.

The eldest daughter of the Zhang family condescended to send a private message to a low-level secretary, but was rejected. Her innate nobleness would definitely not allow her to pester her a second time.

After seeing the people off, Liang Weining took the elevator to the top floor.

Passing by the director's office and glancing over the sofa area, I didn't see Manager Qiao. He must have already reported his work to the boss and returned to the investment department.

She put the invitation on her workstation and went to the tea room to make coffee.

Eight minutes later, holding the cup of freshly ground coffee without sugar, he knocked on the door twice.

The man said in a low voice: "Come in."

The huge office was cold and quiet. Liang Weining put the coffee on the table and was about to turn around and leave when he was stopped by the boss.

Standing there, I listened to Chen Jingyuan's calm voice: "Are you free tonight? Come with me for dinner."? ?
Brain short circuit.

Liang Weining asked in surprise: "Are you alone?"

After asking, she didn't think there was anything wrong.

In fact, he was hinting at who would be attending the dinner tonight and what they would be discussing so that she could prepare in advance.

The girl looked serious.

Chen Jingyuan stopped what he was doing, looked up at her, and answered calmly, "If Secretary Liang wants me to be alone, then I can cancel the social engagement and change the business department into a private department."

what.

Liang Weining was horrified when he heard this, and quickly said, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

"Why not? Do you not dare or do not want to?"

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She was speechless.

Liang Weining looked away and pretended to be calm as he stared at the steaming cup of coffee.

thought.

The boss is very good at quibbling over words, and she is no match for him at all.

After a moment of silence, Liang Weining said stubbornly, "I don't dare and I don't want to. It's very expensive to have a meal with Mr. Chen."

expensive.

Chen Jingyuan chuckled, "Could it be that the boss invites the subordinates to pay for the meal?"

"But when I eat out with the opposite sex, we always go Dutch."

After that, the air quieted down.

I was confused and didn't understand why the atmosphere changed all of a sudden.

Chen Jingyuan leaned against the leather chair in front of the lacquered solid wood desk with a calm face, his deep gaze fixed on her face, and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Liang has drawn the financial boundary so clearly. What is he worried about?"

The man has extraordinary insight.

In front of him, she could hardly hide her thoughts, just like a peeled egg, all exposed.

From the last time she went to Genting Highlands to play ball with the chairman and his wife of China Resources, to the haute couture dress and jewelry she wore to attend the charity dinner later, and even the clothes and shoes he asked the hotel PR to prepare for her that night.

All the money and property that flowed out of his private account were collected by Secretary Liang and placed in the public storage room of the board office.

From the beginning, Chen Jingyuan watched all her actions, but he didn't mention it because he didn't take those little things to heart. He just thought his sister was emotionally dull and too businesslike, and couldn't understand what it meant for a man to give those things.

But now it seems that he was thinking too superficially.

He didn't know how many warnings and life creeds were packed into her little head.

The only thing that was certain was that her city defense seemed to be effective only for him.

Men's scrutiny is too sharp.

Liang Weining coughed lightly and changed the subject, saying that Miss Zhang had just come to the company and asked her to help pass on the invitation letter.

"What invitation?"

"It looks like a concert." She pointed outside the door. "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment. I'll go get—"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the boss in a cold voice.

"Next time, if you dare to take personal belongings from visitors without my permission, all staff in the secretarial office will have their quarterly bonuses cut in half."

If one person makes a mistake, everyone will be punished.

So cruel.

Liang Weining was slightly dissatisfied and said in a weak voice: "If you don't want it, I can keep it for you and tell Miss Zhang that you are not free next week."

This is her solution.

Chen Jingyuan was very satisfied.

He raised his chin and motioned to the girl, "Go ahead."

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　Hey, it's a nice evening, no card plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)