The pushover offended a top-tier boss

"Almost...almost there..."

Ye Zhenzhen replied in a low voice, feeling guilty.

"How soon is 'soon'?"

But the man didn't let her go.

"Today? Or tomorrow?"

Ye Zhenzhen wants to die...

Zhou Huaijin's anger flared even more when he saw the damned bunch of grapes she was carrying.

"I'll give you three days."

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened.

What?! What gives him the right?!

His mind was screaming wildly, but his mouth instinctively replied timidly:

"receive……"

She pouted, turned her head to look out the window, and pretended to be a mushroom growing on the car window.

Zhou Huaijin's expression darkened further as he looked at her reluctant demeanor.

What do you take him for if you don't break up with him?

Countless women have gone to great lengths to get close to him, but he hasn't even glanced at them. This one, however, has been trying to distance herself from him.

Thinking about this made him even angrier.

The car stopped at the service area, and Ye Zhenzhen used the excuse of going to the toilet to catch her breath.

As soon as she got out of the car, she picked up her phone and started bombarding Chen Zheng with questions:

Who told you to raise the partition? You did it on purpose, didn't you!

Put it down right now!

Ye Zhenzhen wanted to put it down, but she didn't know where the switch was.

With someone watching her, she didn't dare to press any buttons randomly.

Chen Zheng replied instantly:

[I won't bother you, lest you hear something you shouldn't, hehe.]

Ye Zhenzhen: [No! I don't know him well...]

Chen Zheng tossed the last grape into his mouth and replied cheekily:

We've slept together, but weren't close. [Winking emoji]

Ye Zhenzhen: Ugh, you bitch!

However, when she returned, the partition had indeed been lowered.

With an unobstructed view from the front, Chen Zheng glanced at her in the rearview mirror, a sly smile on his lips, only to be glared back at fiercely by her.

However, the next second:

"Where are my grapes?"

Zhou Huaijin leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said in a calm voice, "The dog ate it."

Chen Zheng: ? ? ?

The car drove into the urban area of ​​Bin City.

Ye Zhenzhen arrived home first and hurriedly opened the car door, saying, "Goodbye, boss."

I was afraid that if I was even a second late, something else might go wrong.

When she got home, she was a little tired.

She didn't want to cook.

I opened the food delivery app, browsed through it for a while, and finally ordered a bowl of spicy hot pot.

While waiting for my takeout, I saw several unread messages from Meng Chen.

My finger hovered over the screen for a long time before I finally exited the dialog box.

This relationship has finally come to an end.

Once a crack appears, there's no going back.

Break up? Let's talk about it another day. She doesn't have the energy right now.

The takeout arrived, smelling strongly of high-tech gadgets. She only ate a few bites before throwing it away.

She turned around and took a shower. When she stood in front of the mirror, she saw the marks on her body.

An old man, just like an old bachelor who has never been with a woman.

Ye Zhenzhen had never had such an experience before; the feeling of losing control made her feel incredibly ashamed...

She shook her head, trying to banish those images from her mind.

She suddenly remembered a question.

Is Zhou Huaijin single? Is he divorced? Does he have an ex-wife? Does he have children?

She sat on the bed, picked up her phone, and started searching.

"Zhou Huaijin's ex-wife" - No result.

"Zhou Huaijin's ex-girlfriend" - No result.

"Did Zhou Huaijin get married?" — No answer.

She frowned and changed the keyword.

How much money does Zhou Huaijin have?

Was Zhou Huaijin a good official?

Aside from that serious, formal demeanor in some news reports, there's nothing there.

She tossed her phone aside.

Sigh, how come he can't find any of the many scandals involving celebrities?

The next morning, Chen Zheng came to pick her up as usual.

Ye Zhenzhen, as usual, put on a professional fake smile: "Good morning, boss."

A lukewarm "hmm" came from the back seat.

Ye Zhenzhen turned her head away and silently rolled her eyes in her mind.

Who exactly invented "Good Morning"?

Who's doing the good work this morning?

It was rotten this morning.

Fortunately, once she arrived at work, Zhou Huaijin didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Early in the morning, people from the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Public Security Bureau arrived. Several of them went into the office, closed the door, drew the curtains, and talked for over an hour. Lin Rui went in and out several times, carrying documents, his expression much more serious than usual.

Ye Zhenzhen sat at her workstation, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

She had just taken out her phone, ready to read some Yangshizi novels, when it vibrated.

Mother Ye's message was more punctual than an alarm clock: 【Remember to take your medicine! Eighty! Eighty!】

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the number "eighty" and cursed Zhou Huaijin in her mind again.

Why insist on mentioning eighty!

Was he targeting her? Did he think the 500 yuan she transferred earlier wasn't enough?

With his high rank, would he be short of that little bit of money?

At this moment, in the office.

Zhou Huaijin sat behind his desk, flipping through a document, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Secretary, Wang Zilong has confessed and taken all the blame," the disciplinary committee member said.

Zhou Huaijin put down the documents.

"Ha, so they're trying to sacrifice one to save the whole family?"

"What did those people in Nanjing County say?" he asked, looking up.

"They only said that they were threatened, that Wang Zilong's power was too great, and that they dared not resist."

"Ha, a threat. Start with the Finance Bureau, arrange an audit, check the accounts for the past five years. Nan Jing is rotten to the core, from top to bottom. These flies should have been swatted long ago."

He paused, his voice deepening, "Keep the pressure on. Give me back as much as you've swallowed."

Several people nodded and made notes in their notebooks.

Zhou Huaijin's gaze fell on the hazy sky outside the window and paused for a moment.

"The remaining time," his voice trailed off, "is time to seriously consider Nan Jing's next appointment."

After seeing off the officials from the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Public Security Bureau, Lin Rui reminded Zhou Huaijin.

"Boss, Li Chengsen from Dingxin Group requests a meeting with you in a private capacity."

Zhou Huaijin's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he had expected this.

"Can't sit still anymore?"

His fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"Then let's meet."

Lin Rui followed Zhou Huaijin out. Chen Zheng stood up upon seeing this: "Big brother, going out?"

Ye Zhenzhen peeked out from behind her workstation, glanced at the scene, and then withdrew.

Zhou Huaijin's gaze swept around the corridor and landed precisely on the head that had shrunk back.

"Lin Rui and I will go."

Just as I was about to leave, I looked back one last time.

"Ye Zhenzhen".

"Yes..." She stood up from behind her workstation.

"Remember to do what you're supposed to do." His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

"Okay..." Ye Zhenzhen replied softly.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at her, then turned and left.

"Did the boss assign you a task, Sister Ye?" Chen Zheng leaned over, looking gossipy.

"No," Ye Zhenzhen said weakly.

"Tsk," Chen Zheng pulled up a chair and sat down next to her, "Don't you treat your brother like family? And there are secrets I don't know about?"

"Don't bother me."

I was already annoyed, and he just made things worse.

"Yo yo yo," Chen Zheng leaned closer, lowered his voice, and a mischievous smile played on his lips, "Should I call her sister-in-law?"

"Chen Zheng!" Ye Zhenzhen's face turned red to the roots of her ears.

"Sister-in-law," Chen Zheng called out with a grin.

"Shut up! Who's your sister-in-law? I have nothing to do with him!"

"It's alright?" Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow. "What, not satisfied?"

"See? My older brother is rich, powerful, can protect you, tall, and handsome. Doesn't he completely crush that pretty boy of yours?" Chen Zheng counted on his fingers, one by one. "You really want my older brother to be a mistress at his age?"

"you--"

"Was it because he didn't perform well that day?" Chen Zheng lowered his voice, leaning closer. "Oh, yeah, maybe it's because he's getting older—"

"You...you're talking nonsense!" Ye Zhenzhen looked around guiltily.

"So, will it work or not?" Chen Zheng asked with a look of eager curiosity.

"roll!"

"How about I introduce you to someone young and strong?"

Ye Zhenzhen was so annoyed.

Zhou Huaijin said three days. Today is the second day.

She lay on the table, burying her face in her arms.

Never mind, we'll talk about it tomorrow. She has a procrastination problem.

Chen Zheng lingered nearby for a while, then suddenly leaned over and asked in a cheeky tone, "Sister-in-law, wanna order milk tea?"

"roll."

"My treat."

Ye Zhenzhen raised her head, looked at him expressionlessly, and remained silent for three seconds.

"Roasted brown sugar milk bubble tea."

Chen Zheng ran off laughing.

A rare moment of relaxation. Ye Zhenzhen held her phone and read a novel for a while.

A cup of warm milk tea was placed on her table.

Ye Zhenzhen picked up the cup of milk tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt a little bit better.

"How is it?"

"Next time, we'll go to Tang." She rolled her eyes at Chen Zheng.

"Okay, sister-in-law."

Ye Zhenzhen: !!