20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3557 Zhao Chang'an's Magnanimity
Zhao Chang'an spent the entire morning at the headquarters of OneNano, talking with the heads of various departments and inspecting each department.

In reality, his actions lacked substance; Tang Shuang had been in charge of the actual work all along, and he had no need to interfere beyond his authority.

By the time we finished walking around the headquarters building, it was almost 11 a.m. I returned to my office to rest for a while before heading to the cafeteria for lunch.

His CEO office is notoriously quiet, and even now it only has Shan Jun and Ruan Ya. Their usual job is to collect information, categorize it, and send it to Zhao Chang'an.

Ruan Ya already knew about the secret between Zhao Chang'an and Shan Jun. They were bunk beds in college and now they share an office and a two-person dormitory. They were inseparable. Shan Jun, who was overjoyed and wanted to share her happiness with others, naturally didn't hide it from Ruan Ya.

Zhao Chang'an called Shan Jun into the president's office, hugged her and kissed her. Shan Jun responded passionately. She was wearing the company's white-collar uniform pencil skirt and black stockings, and she hadn't even taken off her high heels. Zhao Chang'an rolled up her pencil skirt and pressed her down on the chaise lounge.

Although the two missed each other—Zhao Chang'an missed Shan Jun's delicate beauty and alluring figure, while Shan Jun missed her lover's warm embrace—there were always people coming to the office, so their encounter was brief and fleeting. When Shan Jun, having tidied her clothes and hair, walked out of the office, her legs were still weak and her whole body was trembling.

While Ruan Ya found it amusing and blushing, she also felt a pang of jealousy.

However, she was still able to understand her place. As an ordinary college student, she had no chance of entering the headquarters of One Nano, let alone being a staff member in President Zhao Chang'an's office.

She was pretty and delicate-looking, and her figure was no less than Shan Jun's, but she wasn't as beautiful and charming. So even if she had some ideas in her heart, she knew they were unrealistic. Studying and working hard were what she should focus on.

Moreover, as Zhao Chang'an's woman, Ruan Ya clearly saw the pressure on Shan Jun. It could be said that if Shan Jun had studied this hard in high school, she would have had no problem getting into a 211 university, if not Tsinghua or Peking University.

Zhao Chang'an went to the bathroom and quickly rinsed off, after all, hygiene was important, because he didn't know which female confidante he would have to present his homework to next.

After cleaning up, I went back to my desk, turned on my computer, and prepared to relax and play some games for a while while waiting for lunch.

Actually, the employees who weren't at work had already started going to the cafeteria for lunch, since freshly cooked dishes taste better. However, Zhao Chang'an felt that if he rushed off to eat at this time, the employees who were still at work would laugh at him.

Just then, his phone rang; it was Jiang Xian calling.

"Assistant Jiang."

Zhao Chang'an's voice was flat.

"Chairman Zhao, you know about the matter involving Deputy Manager Wang and General Manager Liu in Shancheng, right?"

Jiang Xian was addressed as "Chairman Zhao," not as the stern-faced, coquettish, and aloof "General Manager Zhao," or simply as "Zhao Chang'an."

Zhao Chang'an knew that someone was near Jiang Xian, and that it was indoors with the sound on speakerphone, which was why there was an echo.

The most likely candidate is Shan Qiang.

"I know, I asked Wang Deyuan to report it, and I also persuaded Liu Mingxiong to do it."

Zhao Chang'an felt there was nothing he couldn't say to others, and he also wanted Shan Qiang to know his determination about this matter, so as to prevent her from interfering recklessly.

After a pause, someone asked, "Why, Mr. Zhao, don't tell me it's just because of this little bit of money?"

"Young comrade, do you know how much the average monthly wage is for the working class in Chongqing? You only make a few dollars a month, and that's no small amount. At your current wage, you'd have to work for a hundred years!"

Zhao Chang'an first criticized Jiang Xian's erroneous thinking, and then said, "The next direction for the development of Shancheng is the green economy, and cultural tourism has become one of the important core elements. These parasites can no longer be dung beetles in it." "The next direction for the development of Shancheng is the green economy."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xian repeated Zhao Chang'an's words in surprise and asked, "Who said that?"

Zhao Chang'an was shocked and asked, "Who's over there?"

"Why would Chairman Zhao ask such a question?"

Jiang Xian's voice was indifferent, neither admitting nor denying: "Besides, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"The reason I answered your call is because you are Mr. Shan's assistant. If you didn't have that status, what right would you have to call me?"

Zhao Chang'an said with a gloomy face, "I'm asking you now, in what capacity did you call me and ask me about this matter? Answer me!"

"Chairman Zhao, I am still General Manager Shan's assistant. Please tell me the reason I called you. I'm afraid you'll be upset if I tell you. Apart from work-related matters, I wouldn't bother you, a lowly employee like myself."

Jiang Xian responded to Zhao Chang'an on the other end of the phone in a neither too soft nor too hard manner.

"Did Director Shan instruct you to ask me this question?"

Zhao Chang'an walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and spoke in a firm voice.

It was already mid-to-late February in the Gregorian calendar, and Shanghai International Studies University was still on winter break. The campus was quite empty and there weren't many people around.

Sunlight shines on the campus, especially on the old campus across from Shajing Creek, where abundant greenery creates a tranquil and refreshing atmosphere.

On the basketball court over there, the direct sunlight felt warm. A group of people wearing matching black jackets were gathering, about twenty or thirty people in total. Zhao Chang'an even recognized the person speaking as Liu Changming.

There were several other people standing next to him, one of whom was a little shorter and seemed to be Guo Wanqiu.

Furthermore, there were people filming with video cameras and still cameras, and one of the women, wearing a purple woolen trench coat, was holding what appeared to be a microphone, making it look like a reporter interviewing and reporting.

Zhao Chang'an was a little surprised, wondering what big move Shanghai International Studies University was planning, as he didn't seem to have heard anyone mention it.

"It was the group's leadership that instructed me. Regardless of whether it was General Manager Shan or not, Chairman Zhao, as a shareholder of the group, I think it's perfectly reasonable for the group's leadership to want to communicate with you, don't you think?"

Jiang Xianya said sharply into the phone, "And I'm very curious, how are you sure I still have leaders here?"

"What business is it of my knowledge how I know? Is the guy next to you mute?"

Zhao Chang'an's face turned ugly; Jiang Xian was his woman.

The problem is that she is still Shan Qiang's assistant. At least yesterday when Zhao Chang'an flew back to Mingzhu, Shan Qiang was accompanied by Jiang Xian and Yan Na when she returned home early in the morning.

How could there be such a big change in just one day? And Jiang Xian hadn't told me about it.