The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

The next morning, Lin Feng and Shangguan Jinghong sat facing each other at the dining table and finished their breakfast.

Hongjie never eats much. She only ate half a bowl of white porridge with a few chopsticks of pickled vegetables before putting down her chopsticks, holding a cup of black tea, and leaning back in her chair to watch him.

I briefly went over the few things I needed to handle today. The banquet hall at the Keda Hotel will officially open next week, and He Qianwen has already prepared the guest list.

The billiard hall's monthly revenue report came out, showing a significant increase compared to last month; the retired senior staff within Dragon Scale received their back pay, and the matter was finally settled.

Lin Feng nodded after listening and also mentioned his own arrangements.

The No. 5 plot project in Shuke is about to enter the preliminary exploration stage, and the engineering department has already submitted the exploration budget; the earthwork project of the Highway Bureau has started construction, and Yonghu is personally supervising the project in Shuntong, and everything is running normally at present.

While speaking, he kept pressing his fingers to his temples. The aftereffects of the two bottles of Moutai he drank with Deputy Director Lin last night hadn't worn off yet. His temples were throbbing, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Seeing his appearance, Sister Hong put down her teacup and said, "Drink less next time." Her tone was still rather cold, but the barely perceptible wrinkles between her brows revealed a hint of heartache.

Lin Feng arrived at the company at almost 10 o'clock.

He was the boss, so naturally no one dared to say anything. When the receptionist saw him come in, she greeted him sweetly as always, "Good morning, Mr. Lin."

Nodding, as he walked through the open-plan office area, he noticed several business department employees gathered around Lu Fei's workstation, discussing something in low voices but with great excitement, probably because they were talking about a new project.

Without disturbing them, he pushed open the office door and went in, took off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of his chair, then sat down in the leather chair, leaned back, and vigorously rubbed his temples.

The lingering effects of those two bottles of Moutai from yesterday still linger; my mind feels like it's filled with mush.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Lin Feng took his hand off his temple and sat up straight.

Wang Yue pushed open the door and walked in, holding two documents in her hands. One was the weekly income and expenditure report that the finance department had just prepared last week, and the other was a preliminary letter of intent for cooperation on a landscaping project handed over by Lu Fei from the business department.

He walked to the desk, bent down slightly, and laid the documents flat in front of Lin Feng. Then he stepped back, stood still, and placed his hands together in front of him, waiting for Lin Feng to review them.

Her movements were as disciplined as usual, but Lin Feng noticed two faint bluish patches under her eyelids, the kind of marks left from a sleepless night.

She usually wears light makeup, but today she just casually applied some lipstick and barely put on any foundation, making her face look somewhat pale.

The dimples that were usually faintly visible at the corners of her mouth were nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Lin Feng didn't immediately flip through the documents. His gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he lowered his head to begin reviewing them.

She quickly discovered a few minor issues, which she had never missed before, but she overlooked today.

I closed the file and put it aside, planning to have her reorganize it in the afternoon.

The situation remained the same in the afternoon.

Wang Yue seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dust. Although she still completed her work on time, the excitement and vigor she had when she first joined the company were completely gone.

Sitting at her workstation, staring blankly at the computer screen, Lin Feng passed by her desk several times after leaving the office, lost in thought, only realizing what was happening when he got right up to her.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly. Any other boss would probably have lost their temper seeing their secretary in this state, but he didn't.

He remembered some fragments of what happened last night.

After get off work, most of the people in the office area left. Lin Feng sent Wang Yue a message: "Wait a minute, come to my office."

A few minutes later, the door was gently pushed open.

Wang Yue walked in and stood in front of the desk, her fingers unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of her work shirt. The office was quiet, with only the faint hum of the air conditioner vents and the faint sound of traffic from the distant street outside the window.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, pointed to the chair opposite him and asked her to sit down, then got straight to the point.

"I'm not feeling well today. I made a mistake at work that I shouldn't have. Is it because of too much work pressure lately, or is there something else going on?"

Wang Yue sat in the chair, looking down at her fingers resting on her knees. Beneath her workwear skirt, her long legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were pressed together, her ankles slightly turned inward.

She bit her lower lip, shook her head, and said no. Lin Feng didn't speak, but simply leaned back in his chair and waited quietly.

There was a moment of silence in the office, broken only by the occasional sound of car horns outside the window.

After a long while, Wang Yue slowly spoke. Her voice was very soft and intermittent, as if she was trying hard to control her emotions.

He briefly recounted what happened after dropping Raymond Lam off at Platinum Harbour last night. On the way, they encountered a DUI checkpoint, and coincidentally, a TV reporter was broadcasting live. He was filmed while driving.

Her boyfriend happened to be watching a live stream and saw her driving her male boss's luxury car late at night with a young and handsome man in the passenger seat. He called to question her about it.

She said she was driving and couldn't answer the phone, but the other party thought she was making excuses and said a lot of hurtful things. They haven't answered the phone or replied to messages since last night.

Wang Yue kept her head down as she spoke, rubbing her fingers back and forth on her knees. By the end, her voice was choked with emotion.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, trying to make herself look less disheveled, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking. His voice was soft but sincere.

"It was indeed my oversight in this matter. In the future, I will explain the possible situations to you in advance for these kinds of social engagements. It was also my oversight to ask you to drive home yesterday; I forgot you're still a novice driver." He paused, "I'm truly sorry."

Wang Yue suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide open. She never expected that Lin Feng, her boss, would apologize to her for something like this.

He quickly waved his hand, his voice urgent, "President Lin, it has nothing to do with you, it's my own fault for not handling it well..."

Lin Feng gestured for her not to rush to explain and to continue. His tone was very calm, as if he were chatting with an equal friend, not lecturing a boss.

"You've been with the company for a while now, and you should have seen that the nature of Shuke's work means there will be a lot of these kinds of social engagements in the future. Leaders from government departments, purchasing managers from state-owned enterprises, and bosses from partner companies—you'll need to discuss business over meals with these people. I'm taking you out because you're my secretary, and you need to get used to these situations. But if you feel you can't adapt to this work pace, I completely understand. You can go to Minister Li to process your resignation, and the compensation will be calculated based on one month's salary after you become a full-time employee."