The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye Zhenzhen chuckled and turned to open the refrigerator door.

"Ye Zhenzhen," he called out.

Ye Zhenzhen ignored her.

It was bending over in front of the refrigerator, its head sticking out into the freezer compartment, rummaging through something.

"You went through the fridge right after eating?"

"I'll just take a look." She pulled back out of the refrigerator, now holding a carton of yogurt. "Yogurt, it aids digestion after meals."

After saying that, she grabbed the yogurt and dashed into the bedroom.

Zhou Huaijin followed him into the bedroom, then stopped in his tracks.

A new pillow had appeared on the bedside table; it was a cartoonish one, a chubby Shiba Inu with its tongue lolling out, looking utterly adorable. Ye Zhenzhen was leaning against the Shiba Inu pillow, holding a carton of yogurt in her arms, eating it with a spoon, looking completely satisfied.

"This is so comfortable to lean against!" She patted the spot next to her. "Want to try it too?"

Zhou Huaijin stood by the bed, frowning.

"Don't eat in bed."

He's right, she does have a lot of bad habits. She eats in bed, piles clothes on the sofa, leaves things lying around after using them and never puts them back in their place, and never puts her shoes away neatly after taking them off.

Ye Zhenzhen still didn't move.

Instead, he turned it on ten times faster and frantically slurped up the yogurt.

She tossed the empty box into the trash can with a swift and decisive motion.

Turning her face away, with a half-circle of white milk stains still on her lips, she obediently replied:

"OK."

Zhou Huaijin stared at her, his eyes darkening slightly.

She was completely unaware and even licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue.

Before Ye Zhenzhen could react, he was on top of her.

"Ah—" Her exclamation was swallowed between her lips and teeth.

"We agreed on once every three days!" she protested, her voice broken by the kisses.

"Unless you deliberately seduced her."

"Ugh! Who seduced you?!" Ye Zhenzhen was both angry and anxious. "I was just having some yogurt—mmm—"

"You like it that much? Hmm?"

"Waaah, I can't eat anymore..."

……

Another sleepless night.

Ye Zhenzhen's voice grew softer and softer until it melted into the blankets like sugar, sticky and gooey.

-

She was a little surprised that Chen Zheng didn't come to pick them up the next day.

When I arrived at the workplace, I didn't see anyone there.

She found Zhou Huaijin, pushed open the door, and immediately asked, "Boss, where's Chen Zheng? Why isn't he here?"

Zhou Huaijin was standing in front of his desk flipping through a document when he heard this. He looked up and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

She does care about Chen Zheng. Usually, when I'm busy for days on end, she doesn't even ask about him once.

"He's been transferred." His voice was indifferent as he continued flipping through the documents.

"Huh? Transferred?" Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened. "How could you—"

Suddenly, she thought of something and raised her voice slightly: "You really want to teach him a lesson?"

"I was just saying it casually, how could you do this? You fired him?!"

"What, you can't bear to part with it?" Zhou Huaijin's voice was indifferent, but he was clearly a little unhappy.

"That's my slacking-off buddy—" Ye Zhenzhen almost blurted out, then quickly stopped herself, "My work buddy! My gaming buddy!"

Zhou Huaijin's expression visibly darkened for a moment.

"No more playing games at night." His tone left no room for negotiation. "It's a waste of time and a waste of life."

Ye Zhenzhen opened her mouth, then closed it again.

I'm so annoyed.

"Chen Zheng also has important things to do," Zhou Huaijin added, his tone softening.

Ye Zhenzhen pouted.

It's like she has nothing better to do.

Chen Zheng left, but thankfully Xiao Wei was still in the office. However, Xiao Wei was gentle and mild-mannered, unlike Chen Zheng, who had a sharp tongue and could banter with her, which made things a bit less fun.

"Sister Zhenzhen, where did Chen Zheng go?" Xiao Wei asked curiously.

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head: "The leader said he was transferred, and he doesn't know anything else."

Wei Zixuan nodded, but didn't press for details. Instead, she asked her:

"Sister Zhenzhen, what does the boss like?"

Ye Zhenzhen thought for a moment: "Him... doesn't seem to like anyone."

They have particular preferences for everything, but no hobbies.

"He likes women with strong work abilities," Ye Zhenzhen finally concluded, and earnestly told Wei Zixuan.

Wei Zixuan nodded thoughtfully: "Then I will definitely work hard."

Then, as if remembering something, she said happily, "You didn't come to work yesterday, so I helped the boss tidy up his desk and took meeting minutes. The boss even praised me, saying, 'You did a good job.'"

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment.

"Really? That's because you're excellent."

I started to feel resentful.

Humph.

She's been here so long, when has she ever been praised for "doing a good job"?

The office was bustling with activity early in the morning, with Secretary Lin going in and out several times.

First, people from the Public Security Bureau came, and the female celebrity's suicide case caused quite a stir.

Fans of He Simin dug up a joke she made during a live stream: "If I suddenly die one day, it definitely won't be suicide."

Many people online are saying it was a murder, and the police are investigating it with all their might.

The head of the New District Criminal Investigation Team also rushed over to report the situation immediately.

"At the scene, it was found that the deceased had taken antidepressants and sleeping pills before his death. His family also had a diagnosis of depression. There were no other injuries on his body. It was initially determined that he committed suicide due to depression."

"A man's and a woman's footprints were also found at the scene, and they are still being compared."

Zhou Huaijin nodded: "Focus on investigating the deceased's clandestine dealings."

The person in charge nodded and said:

"A friend of He Simin's named Wu Qiong has been missing since the incident. Now, fans online are saying that He Simin's daughter was jealous of her and that's why she committed the crime."

Zhou Huaijin said, "Don't be led astray by public opinion. Is it logically reasonable for an ordinary woman to dare to kill a popular celebrity in today's society, and do so without leaving a trace, and then escape without a trace?"

……

Not long after the people from the Public Security Bureau left, Yang Guanyu arrived.

Holding some approvals from Nan Jing, I need to confirm and sign them with my supervisor, as well as report on the work results I've achieved during this period.

It was almost noon when it was over.

As he passed Ye Zhenzhen's office, he glanced inside, then smiled and knocked on the doorframe.

"Zhenzhen".

Ye Zhenzhen was organizing documents when she looked up and saw him, quite surprised.

"Senior, what brings you here?"

"There are a few approval documents that need the secretary's signature." Yang Guanyu waved the folder in his hand, then produced a small red box from behind his back and placed it on her desk. "These are strawberries I brought for you."

"Wow—" Ye Zhenzhen took it, opened it, and saw that the bright red strawberries were neatly arranged. "Thank you, thank you! From Nan Jing's greenhouse?"

"Yes, I just picked them this morning." Yang Guanyu smiled, then picked up a multi-layered insulated lunchbox and mysteriously placed it on her desk. "Look, what's this?"

Ye Zhenzhen opened it out of curiosity and found rows of plump, white dumplings neatly arranged in the lunchbox.

"Dumplings—" She paused for a moment, then looked closely at the shapes of the dumplings. "They look just like the ones my mom makes."

Yang Guanyu laughed: "It was made by my aunt."

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't believe it for a moment.

"I passed by your house a few days ago and asked your aunt if there was anything she wanted to bring you," Yang Guanyu explained with a smile. "Your aunt said you love her dumplings, so she got up early and made a lot for me to bring over."

Ye Zhenzhen took out her phone and, sure enough, saw the WeChat message from her mother.

"Sweetie, Mom asked County Magistrate Yang to bring you some dumplings. Did you receive them?"

"County Chief Yang is such a good person. A couple of days ago, our restaurant's signboard was blown askew by the wind. He happened to pass by, saw it, and climbed a ladder to fix it for us without saying a word."

"Now all the signs on this street have been replaced with uniform ones, they look so nice. The government replaced them for free."

Ye Zhenzhen looked at Yang Guanyu gratefully: "Thank you, senior. You're so busy, yet you still helped with my family's affairs—"

"Of course," Yang Guanyu waved his hand, his smile gentle and sincere. "With more tourists lately, your restaurant must be doing better and better, right?"

"Yeah, my mom said she's too busy and is planning to hire more people."

Yang Guanyu sat down in the chair opposite her and began to chat in a relaxed tone, "Nan Jing is currently building an ecological farm, with lawns, animal interaction areas, and popular photo spots. It's estimated that it will be open for trial operation when spring arrives. At that time, we'll offer a one-stop service including fruit picking, farm stays, and family trips."

Ye Zhenzhen found it increasingly plausible: "Great! Then I'll go home to play every day this weekend!"

She glanced down at the box of dumplings, then looked up at Yang Guanyu: "My mom made a lot of dumplings. You've come all this way, you must not have eaten yet, right? Why don't you eat together? I'll go to the cafeteria and get a couple more dishes."

"Okay." Yang Guanyu didn't refuse and nodded with a smile.

Ye Zhenzhen opened the lunchbox, picked out a small bowl, and handed it to Wei Zixuan.

"Xiao Wei, my mom made some dumplings, have a taste."

Wei Zixuan accepted it, feeling somewhat touched.

"Thank you, Sister Zhenzhen."

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was about to put the lid on, she remembered something and picked out another small bowl.

"Who should we leave this to?" Yang Guanyu asked curiously.

Ye Zhenzhen smiled sheepishly: "Um, there's another colleague..."