The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye Zhenzhen stared at her phone screen, not reacting for a long time.

So, does that mean she can go out and play?

She suddenly jumped up from the sofa, rushed into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for summer clothes.

I stuffed short-sleeved shirts, skirts, sandals, and sun-protective clothing into my suitcase.

Yes, and sunscreen too, you absolutely have to apply it. She then went to look for her sunscreen from last year.

My suitcase was packed full, and I couldn't help but smile. I didn't know what I was so happy about; I was angry at noon, but now I was as excited as a primary school student going on a school field trip.

I'm still too easy to coax.

Sure enough, she received a call on her cell phone that afternoon. The caller was a polite and steady male voice: "Ms. Ye, Mr. Zhou asked me to pick you up to go to Beijing to catch your flight. We're already at your doorstep."

When Ye Zhenzhen came downstairs with her suitcase, her parents were sitting in the living room watching TV. They were both taken aback when they saw her in this state.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Uh, I made plans to go on a trip with Zhizhi."

"Where are we going?"

"South..." Ye Zhenzhen said, then opened the door and walked out without daring to look back.

She felt guilty whenever she lied, fearing that she would be exposed.

The car was a black minivan, and the driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He helped her put her suitcase in the trunk, opened the back door, and waited for her to get in before returning to the driver's seat and starting the car.

It's a two-hour drive from Nanjing to Beijing. Once the car was on the highway, Ye Zhenzhen leaned back in her seat and took a nap, and then they arrived.

However, the car didn't go to the airport; instead, it turned into a place that looked like a space base.

After passing through several checkpoints, where uniformed personnel verified my identity before allowing me to proceed, I finally stopped in front of an open tarmac.

Ye Zhenzhen got out of the car and stood on the empty concrete ground, feeling that she had broadened her horizons once again.

The planes parked on the tarmac don't look like those at a civilian airport.

Zhou Huaijin got out of another car. He was wearing a dark gray cashmere coat and a black scarf.

Thinking back to my "little outburst" over the phone a couple of days ago, I instantly chickened out when I saw the real person.

"Happy New Year, boss..." she greeted with a forced smile.

You can't hit someone who's smiling at you.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at her but didn't say anything.

He simply hummed in agreement, and the corners of his mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.

"Boss, don't we go to the airport when we take a plane?" Ye Zhenzhen asked curiously, looking left and right.

"No, take off from here." Zhou Huaijin took her suitcase naturally.

He led her to a small plane on the tarmac. The fuselage was small, mainly white, with a blue stripe on the tail, and the boarding stairs were already down.

"Is it your private jet?" she asked cautiously.

My goodness, she actually brought to life the scenes from Yang Shizi's novel!

I, Ye Zhenzhen, am also a female lead who has ridden in a private jet.

Zhou Huaijin shook his head: "My family doesn't do that kind of thing. Which politician would dare touch such capitalist hedonistic things?"

After saying that, he added, "Let's go mooch off someone else."

The word "蹭" (ceng) is used very cleverly.

Why is Secretary Zhou trying to hitch a ride on some big shot's private jet?

The hatch opened, and the space inside was larger than she had expected.

The seats were off-white leather, the interior was made of dark wood, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet that made no sound when you stepped on it. The seats were arranged in pairs facing each other, with a small round table in the middle. A faint fragrance wafted in the air, a crisp scent reminiscent of pine and cedar wood from a mountain forest.

Ye Zhenzhen followed Zhou Huaijin inside, her gaze sweeping around before landing on a seat by the window. A man sat there, dressed in dark casual wear, looking down at his phone; his profile was refined and handsome.

The man heard the noise and looked up.

"You're here?"

"Chen Yu, do you still remember her?" Zhou Huaijin asked her.

She nodded.

Zhou Huaijin had introduced Chen Zheng's older brother at a dinner party in Beijing before. Young, rich, and incredibly handsome, he was practically the perfect model for a domineering CEO.

Of course, she's also the "unscrupulous boss" and "heartless capitalist" that my best friend described.

Now, they've even managed to piggyback on the capitalists' planes.

Ye Zhenzhen obediently greeted, "Hello, President Chen."

"There's another colleague, my assistant."

Chen Yu put down his phone, gestured with his chin towards the back row, and called out:

"Handsome Lin?"

He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with the assistant's lack of tact.

A head popped out from the back seat. The hair was tied in a low ponytail, and the person wore silver-rimmed glasses, looking like they had just woken up.

Eyes facing each other.

The two of them widened their eyes simultaneously.

What are you doing here?

Two exclamations rang out almost simultaneously.

Zhou Huaijin and Chen Yu exchanged a glance, trying to find the answer in each other's eyes, but neither of them seemed to know the answer.

"Do you know him?" Chen Yu asked first.

Lin Zhi nodded hurriedly and replied:

"Uh, right! Classmate..."

Ye Zhenzhen quickly chimed in, "Yes, we're not very familiar with each other..."

Zhou Huaijin glanced at Ye Zhenzhen, half-believing and half-doubting: "Then you and Miss Lin can sit in the back. I have something to discuss with President Chen."

"Okay, okay, boss, you're busy." Ye Zhenzhen replied quickly, picked up her bag, and walked to the back row.

The two women were like long-lost sisters, wanting to scream wildly, but restrained by the presence of the other two.

She could only lower her voice and scream softly:

"Ahhh, what are you doing here?"

The two people huddled together, heads close together, whispering to each other in very low voices:

"Is this what you mean by working overtime?"

"Accompanying the boss on a business trip certainly counts as overtime..."

"And you?"

"Accompanying my parents on a trip..."

"Your boss looks pretty handsome."

"Your husband seems to spoil him quite a bit."

The plane had already taken off, and the clouds outside the window looked like freshly fallen snow, covering the entire sky. After passing through the clouds, sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the cabin. Two men sat in the front row, facing each other, talking in low voices.

The two in the back row started chirping like crazy after they connected.

The two of them had a bellyful of gossip, and in the half hour after takeoff, they must have cursed at least ten people.

"Hey, do you know who that is?"

"And so-and-so..."

The two got more and more into their conversation, and their voices grew louder without them even realizing it.

The two of them also devoured all the food on the plane.

"You like this strawberry cake."

"This milkshake is so delicious!"

"This steak is delicious too!"

The two of them went on and on, their mouths never stopping. They were either eating or talking, or talking or laughing, their heads huddled together like two chicks pecking at rice.

Zhou Huaijin turned his head and glanced back, seeing two heads almost touching, whispering to each other. He looked away and glanced at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu also happened to look up, and the two made eye contact for a moment.

"They don't seem like they're not very familiar with each other?"

"They look more than just familiar."

The clouds outside the window gradually dispersed, revealing the landscape below: rolling hills, winding rivers, vast rainforests, and villages scattered among them. This is a tourist city in the southwestern border region, where the air already seems to carry a damp, plant-scented aroma, completely different from the dry, cold winters of the north.

The flight attendant came over to remind us that the plane was about to land.

Ye Zhenzhen and Lin Zhi then stopped talking and got up to change into their summer clothes.

Both of them changed into dresses and sandals. Ye Zhenzhen wore a cream-colored cotton dress, the hem of which fell above her knees, revealing half of her calves, and brown flat sandals. Her hair was loose. Lin Zhi wore a light green satin slip dress with a thin sun-protective cardigan over it. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she wore sunglasses, giving off a "city lady on vacation" vibe.

Zhou Huaijin and Chen Yu had also changed into summer clothes. Zhou Huaijin wore a white polo shirt, black casual pants, and dark casual leather shoes. He stood there with his back straight, his expression serious, still exuding the air of a seasoned professional.

Chen Yu was much more casual. He wore a simple black T-shirt, black casual pants, and white sneakers, looking relaxed and at ease.

Ye Zhenzhen silently compared them in her mind, and sure enough, the domineering CEO and the high-ranking official had two completely different temperaments.

Upon exiting the airport, a private car picked me up. The car drove through the city for about half an hour along a road lined with palm trees on both sides, before stopping in front of a resort.

The entire resort is built against the mountain, with layers of Dai-style buildings nestled among the green trees. The roofs are pointed and golden, shimmering in the sunlight, creating a rich exotic atmosphere.

The hotel had prepared a meal. The tables were set in a pavilion overlooking the water, with water on three sides and the bank on the other. The tables were laden with local specialties.

Ye Zhenzhen and Lin Zhi exchanged a glance, then simultaneously forced a smile and said:

"Boss, I won't disturb your conversation with General Manager Chen any longer. Let's go eat over there..."

"Yes, yes, boss, just call me if you need anything. My phone is on 24/7..."