Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

The internal phone line was connected.

Less than half a minute later, the assistant strode into the office with a stack of urgent documents.

"Cut down the high-level inspection tour scheduled for the day after tomorrow."

Shen Yan threw the signed document back onto the table.

"The remaining matters in Europe will all be handled by the branch office manager."

The assistant froze on the spot, almost dropping his pen on the carpet.

I've been by this man's side for so many years.

I have never seen him cancel any business arrangements halfway through.

Those multinational projects that often involve hundreds of millions of dollars were handed over just like that.

"You're planning to..." The assistant swallowed hard and asked cautiously.

"Returning to China ahead of schedule."

His deep voice was completely flat.

The assistant quickly lowered his head, concealing the horror in his eyes.

In his mind, the danger level of that Miss Jiang was raised to the highest level.

It was enough to force the usually rational, almost cold-blooded Mr. Shen to change his itinerary.

Miss Jiang, Mr. Shen's principle-crushing machine.

"Yes, Mr. Shen."

The assistant readily agreed and turned to leave to rearrange the itinerary.

Just as I reached the door, I heard a man's voice behind me again.

"Wait a moment."

The assistant immediately turned around and stood still.

Shen Yan leaned back in her chair, her slender fingers unconsciously stroking the cold, hard tabletop.

The man, who was usually decisive and ruthless, was unusually silent for a few seconds.

"Between her and me..."

He spoke slowly, each word as if he had carefully considered it repeatedly.

"Are there any things that can be done without physical contact?"

The air was unusually quiet.

The assistant's expression went blank for a moment.

This question came from the mouth of this bigwig who always only talks about interests and the overall market.

It's so outrageous it's practically a fairy tale.

Something that doesn't require close contact?

The assistant's will to survive reached its peak at this moment.

I quickly filtered out all inappropriate thoughts from my mind.

"Master Shen."

The assistant carefully chose his words: "You could consider... a date."

Shen Yan frowned immediately.

"Dating?"

His tone revealed a strong sense of rejection.

He didn't feel like he was in a relationship with Jiang Li at all.

It's just a beautiful bird kept in captivity with money and resources.

Moreover, he detests this kind of time-wasting and meaningless emotional tug-of-war.

The assistant took a deep breath and quickly added.

"Dating is just a form of socializing; the key is being able to spend time together in public."

These words hit the nail on the head; it was the very reason Shen Yan had just come up with to desensitize herself.

Since close observation and restraint are necessary, social interaction in public is indeed the most appropriate.

Clearly, this guy has forgotten what he did in public before.

Having served Shen Yan for many years, the special assistant had long since developed the ability to anticipate ten steps ahead.

Ever since discovering Miss Jiang's special status.

He had already prepared dozens of emergency plans in private.

Quickly open your tablet.

An urgent document titled "Couple's Dating Process Reference" was sent to Shen Yan's phone.

After doing all this, the assistant tactfully withdrew.

I casually brought along the heavy solid wood door.

Shen Yan was left alone in the spacious office.

The phone screen lights up.

He stared at the title of the document for a long time.

I was thinking of just locking the screen and tossing it aside.

But those slender fingers, as if possessed, opened the document.

The content was categorized and detailed, much like a corporate merger and acquisition plan.

The list above prominently displays numerous entries.

Criteria for choosing a restaurant.

The surprise of giving a gift sets the stage.

Safety precautions for night market food streets.

Atmosphere assessment of various exhibitions and cinemas.

My gaze slid over several lines of bolded prompts.

Don't maintain a cold expression throughout; keep your emotions stable.

Don't ask someone if they like something in a commanding tone; pay attention to details.

[If the other party says they like it, they can buy it directly.]

Don't force someone to buy too much if they say they don't like it, to avoid offending them.

A thoughtful look crossed his deep gray eyes.

My gaze finally settled on the "shopping" section.

The photo I received yesterday automatically replayed in my mind.

Jiang Li, wearing a light blue halter-neck dress, stood in the villa's huge walk-in closet.

The silky fabric clung to her slender waist, making her skin appear even whiter and more alluring.

That beautiful figure was faintly visible through the hem of her skirt.

She really liked those pretty dresses.

I also like to eat all kinds of sweet and greasy things.

Even when she sees sparkling jewels, her eyes light up a bit more than usual.

Every time she gets something nice, her obedient and satisfied look always lingers in my mind.

He rolled up his sleeves a bit, revealing his strong forearms with prominent veins.

The incredibly powerful muscle lines were taut under the fabric.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed the inexplicable dryness in his throat.

The phone was placed upside down on the solid wood table.

The man's calm and powerful voice cut through the intercom, issuing the direct instructions.

"Rebook your flight for tonight."

The assistant outside, who was processing documents, paused without saying a word.

There's no need to even ask why.

What could make this master so eager to rush back?

Who else could it be but the one in the hillside villa?

There is absolutely no need for any high-sounding excuses.

The sun was shining brightly in the morning.

A black Rolls-Royce smoothly pulled up in the VIP lane in front of the most upscale shopping mall in the city center.

The bodyguard respectfully opened the back door of the car.

Jiang Li got out of the car, holding a black and white calico cat in her arms.

Today I'm wearing a light yellow long dress; I wonder what material it's made of.

The soft fabric clung to her skin, accentuating her well-proportioned figure.

The two female bodyguards in black uniforms kept a distance of two steps at all times.

Not only was she responsible for guarding, but she also meticulously put away any small items she didn't need to carry.

From a passerby's perspective, the spectacle was so grand and eye-catching that no one dared to approach it casually.

The glass automatic doors at the mall entrance slide open to both sides.

The mall's VIP manager, who had been waiting there, immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Good morning, Ms. Jiang. I am the manager in charge of your schedule today."

His attitude was extremely professional, and he bent his back at a perfectly standard angle.

They were even more respectful than when facing the company's big boss.

When the mall's top management received the highest-level notification from headquarters last night, they held an emergency meeting to make arrangements.

No one dared to make the slightest mistake in front of this mysterious Miss Jiang.

Jiang Li nodded politely and gently pulled the cat, which was looking around in her arms, closer.

"Thank you for your help."

The manager, with a polite smile on his face, stepped aside to lead the way.

Jiang Li remained calm and simply followed the manager's steps into the building at a leisurely pace.

My mind was already in an uproar.

[Tongzi, I finally understand the happiness of the rich. Even the air I breathe feels so refreshing.]

The black and white cat nestled in her arms and flicked its tail.

[This is nothing. Shen Yan, that tyrant, still wants people in the country. He'll probably have the entire mall sealed off so you can shop there.]