The pushover offended a top-tier boss

As I left Yuyuan Garden, the early spring breeze blew in, carrying the fresh scent of thawed earth.

Her gaze fell on the tree in the yard that was sprouting green buds, and she asked curiously.

"Boss, what kind of tree is this?"

Magnolia.

Zhou Huaijin turned the steering wheel, and the car drove out of Yuyuan.

"Really! Magnolia flowers are so beautiful, they must look especially gorgeous when they bloom."

As if remembering something, she excitedly asked him,

"Oh, by the way, I saw someone coming to tidy up the garden the other day. They said there's a grape trellis in the yard, so does that mean I'll be able to eat grapes this year?"

Zhou Huaijin nodded and hummed in agreement.

I can't be bothered to talk to her; all she does all day is eat.

"That's great!" Ye Zhenzhen's interest was immediately piqued. "Then I'll plant some vegetables too! Tomatoes, cucumbers, bok choy. By summer, we can eat vegetables we've grown ourselves! Purely natural and pollution-free!"

"A waste of time." Zhou Huaijin glanced at her, his tone indifferent, but he didn't object.

Growing vegetables is better than raising a cat; the vegetables won't keep him awake at night.

Ye Zhenzhen watched him drive for a while, and after a short silence, she couldn't help but ask again:

"Boss, Chen Zheng is gone. Aren't you going to find another driver?"

"Let's not look for it for now," Zhou Huaijin said.

"You're so tired, and you still have to drive yourself." Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and thought for a moment. "How about I drive for you?"

Zhou Huaijin glanced at her, his eyes filled with hesitation.

"Okay, you really should practice."

He pulled the car over to the side of the road, unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and Ye Zhenzhen excitedly sat in the driver's seat.

She adjusted the seat, tightened the seatbelt, and gripped the steering wheel with both hands, then proceeded to check the rearview mirror in a serious manner.

Actually, she got her driver's license when she was in school, but she had never driven much.

However, she still remembered those driving tips.

To start the engine, begin slowly and accelerate gradually.

"See, I drove smoothly, didn't I?"

Zhou Huaijin watched as she gripped the steering wheel tightly. Her torso was short, and she had to strain her neck to see the road ahead, making her movements somewhat comical.

"Heh, it's quite stable."

The car moved forward slowly, very slowly, at a speed not much faster than a bicycle.

Ye Zhenzhen was so nervous that sweat beaded on her forehead. She gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, her eyes fixed straight ahead, taking each step with extreme caution.

I don't know how much time passed.

"Ye Zhenzhen," Zhou Huaijin finally couldn't help but speak.

"Huh?" Her voice was strained, her gaze still fixed ahead.

"See that old man in the wheelchair in front of you?"

"Oh, I see him! I'll avoid him," Ye Zhenzhen said nervously. "I'll stay far away from him—"

"What I meant to say," Zhou Huaijin sighed, "was right behind you just now."

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

I finally pressed the accelerator a little harder, and the car speed increased from "strolling" to "jogging".

She began to gain some confidence and gradually increased her speed. But when she reached an intersection, the green light started flashing, and she hesitated, unsure whether to accelerate through or slow down and stop. In her hesitation, the car had already reached the stop line, and in a moment of panic, she slammed on the brakes.

Zhou Huaijin's body lurched forward, his forehead nearly hitting the glove compartment. He groaned as the seatbelt tightened around him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Ye Zhenzhen was also startled.

"No, no, I can't drive too fast..." he muttered to himself, summarizing his experience.

Zhou Huaijin rubbed his temples, deeply regretting his decision to let her drive.

With 500 meters left to her workplace, Ye Zhenzhen drove at a snail's pace and safely entered the underground parking garage.

"Turn left, straighten, shift gears..." Zhou Huaijin directed her from the side, and the car finally came to a steady stop in the parking space.

Ye Zhenzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she forgot to shift to Park (P) and accidentally touched the accelerator while in Neutral (N).

The car suddenly lurched forward.

Zhou Huaijin had just stepped out with one foot while the other was still inside the car when the car's forward momentum lurched him forward.

I almost did a split.

He steadied himself by holding onto the car door, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at his posture, wanting to laugh but not daring to. Her lips trembled for a long time before she finally managed to stammer, "Boss... are you alright?"

Zhou Huaijin remained silent.

Ye Zhenzhen jogged behind her, taking tiny steps and barely daring to breathe.

He wanted to open it himself, and he was willing to take on certain risks...

Fortunately, the boss was very busy all day and didn't criticize her for it.

Throughout the day, leaders from various departments arrived one after another—from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, the Finance Bureau, and the Development and Reform Commission. Secretary Lin went in and out several times, his stack of documents growing ever higher.

Ye Zhenzhen and Wei Zixuan sat at their workstations outside, writing three notices and two announcements, and organizing meeting minutes. The keyboard clattered and the printer hummed.

Wei Zixuan crept closer, lowered her voice, and asked curiously, "Sister Zhenzhen, is the leadership planning some reforms?"

Ye Zhenzhen's fingers paused for a moment.

"It feels like many things have changed in the new district," Wei Zixuan said softly. "Many of the previous plans have been changed. The central building project has been stopped. I heard that they're going to build a subway and a park, and they're also going to increase the entrepreneurship subsidy."

Ye Zhenzhen glanced at her, somewhat surprised.

She's just a recent graduate, yet she knows so much about urban planning. Meanwhile, all I do at work is finish my tasks, and after work I'm just thinking about what to eat, what shows to watch, and where to go on weekends.

Although he had that kind of relationship with Zhou Huaijin, he would still strictly adhere to principles when it came to matters involving work confidentiality.

She used to work as a counselor at school, and her daily work consisted of managing students, writing summaries, attending meetings, and filling out forms. She knew nothing about government work and didn't even know who the top leader was.

But now, she understands some things more or less.

Zhou Huaijin wanted to implement projects that improved people's lives. His subordinates, however, wanted political achievements, impressive statistics, and a good image. So they delayed as much as possible and tried to fudge things.

Beyond that, she didn't know.

She just goes through the motions, since she's not officially employed here anyway. She's happy when there's less work, and weekends are her happiest time.

Even after getting off work, Zhou Huaijin was still busy.

She first went to her rented room and rode her electric scooter back. Now that the weather was warmer, her electric scooter would come in handy.

In the East Market, people enjoy barbecue skewers; in the West Market, they flaunt fried chicken. In the South Market, they drink milk tea; and in the North Market, they eat grilled fish.

After a delicious and satisfying meal, Meimei went home to pet her cat; life couldn't be more pleasant.

Ye Zhenzhen bought a bunch of things for Xiao Zhou, from snacks to toys. She trimmed Xiao Zhou's nails and bought it a scratching post.

And it was seriously warned: cherish your cat life and stay away from Lao Zhou.

Ye Zhenzhen bought a catnip ball, and Xiao Zhou took a puff and got really high, starting to dance like crazy.

Ye Zhenzhen held up her phone, more excited than a cat.

When Zhou Huaijin pushed open the door to go home, he felt his ears were ringing.

"Boss, you're back?" Ye Zhenzhen looked up when she heard the door open, then continued to smile and tease the cat with the cat toy.

Zhou Huaijin took off his coat and sat down on the sofa.

Ye Zhenzhen was having a great time and completely ignored him.

"Ye Zhenzhen".

"Um?"

"come over."

Judging from her tone, Ye Zhenzhen was already unhappy. She quickly sensed something was wrong, put down the cat toy, and went to the sofa with a grin.

"Boss, are you tired today?"

Her hand quietly crept up to his shoulder and began to pinch him.

"What did you have for dinner?"

Zhou Huaijin's expression softened, and he said in a deep voice, "It's just some normal dishes."

"What did you eat?" he asked Ye Zhenzhen.

Ye Zhenzhen quickly replied, "I ate chicken breast, vegetable rolls, fish, and milk. I ate very healthily."

She wasn't lying; she really ate those things.

"Then why didn't you send me any photos?" I used to love sending him photos after I cooked.

Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback, then said guiltily, "Hehe, it didn't look very appealing, so I didn't take a picture..."

Fearing he would go to the kitchen to find evidence, Ye Zhenzhen immediately changed the subject.

"Boss, tomorrow's the weekend, are you still working overtime?"

Zhou Huaijin did not deny it.

"We're going to inspect Nanjing tomorrow, do you want to come with me?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen was instantly delighted.

Nan Jing, her hometown. Being able to go home, see her parents, and eat their cooking—

"I'll go with you." She tugged at his sleeve again, like a fawning dog. "Is it considered overtime, boss...?"

She's happy that she can get an extra day off even if she works overtime.

"Not really."

"Hmph, I'm going even if you don't count." Ye Zhenzhen pinched his shoulder hard in retaliation. "I love my job the most."