My Dongguan Love Story

Even after leaving the general manager's office, Secretary Wu still had some doubts in her mind.

Although she had negotiated purchases for the company before, according to the company's rules and regulations, they were usually the ones who negotiated, and the subsequent payments were made separately by the finance department.

This kind of behavior of using a gold card to go out for shopping has never happened in the company before.

Clearly, General Manager Zhao has an extraordinary level of trust in Dazhuang.

We just met yesterday, and you're already trusting me this much today? What's going on?

Could it be because Dazhuang helped General Manager Zhao fend off drinks and protected him so well yesterday that he gained General Manager Zhao's trust?

No, no matter how well you do, it's impossible to gain such trust in just one day.

To put it bluntly, if Dazhuang had malicious intentions and ran off with that million on the way, wouldn't President Zhao suffer a huge loss?

Call the police? If Dazhuang really wanted to escape, he could hide deep in the mountains and forests, and they really wouldn't be able to find him.

The security situation now is different from later generations; it's quite difficult to catch someone who has fled to avoid punishment. After all, there aren't many surveillance cameras on the streets now, unlike later generations where they are everywhere.

Moreover, with fraud rampant these days, it's common for people to abscond with the money. The probability of catching them is still very low.

Secretary Wu analyzed it again and again, but still couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Dazhuang and General Manager Zhao had gotten together?

this......

She looked at the figure in front of her, a tall and strong man with a handsome face.

He secretly thought to himself that while an average woman might be attracted to Da Zhuang, a strong woman like President Zhao might not be so appealing.

Thinking of this, she decided to test the waters and quickly stepped forward:

"Dazhuang, did anything unexpected happen at the dinner you went to with President Zhao yesterday?"

I was taken aback by her words, and quickly replied, "It's alright."

"Oh? Nothing happened?" Secretary Wu blinked, seemingly not quite believing my words.

"No, nothing happened."

How could I dare tell the truth? Judging from Mr. Zhao's indifferent expression, he seemed unwilling to mention my affair with him. So I couldn't say anything more.

"Oh." Secretary Wu nodded. "We're taking the train to Shenzhen at 1 PM. Would you like to go back and pack your clothes first?"

Secretary Wu pointed to the small bag on her back.

Dongguan and Shenzhen aren't far apart, but it would take at least two or three days to get there by 1 p.m., plus negotiations. So I need to pack some clothes to change into on the way.

"it is good."

I nodded. There was another set of clothes in the dorm, so I went back and got a plastic bag to put it in.

"Is that all you brought?"

Secretary Wu smiled and asked when he saw me carrying a plastic bag.

"Mm." I nodded.

"Okay, let's take a taxi first."

It's quite far from the train station, and there are no taxis at the factory gate, only two motorcycle taxis parked there.

"Hey beautiful, wanna come?"

The motorcycle taxi driver saw Secretary Wu walking towards him and waved with a smile.

"Um, how much to the train station?"

"Fifty-year-old beauty".

Fifty? I was shocked by that price. That's too expensive, it's half a day's wages for me.

"Okay, let's go."

Secretary Wu didn't negotiate the price with him, but let me get in the car and then sat behind me.

The motorcycle, trailing black smoke, slowly drove away from the factory.

I was sitting in the front, and I always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching me from behind, which made me quite uncomfortable.

On the road, the motorcycle encountered an oncoming car and suddenly braked, causing Secretary Wu to crash into me.

It felt like two huge thunderbolts were pressing down on my back, and it was strangely soft.

Secretary Wu was clearly a little embarrassed, gripping the motorcycle tightly.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the train station. She gave the money to the motorcycle taxi driver and then led me into the train station.

We bought seats, and the two of us sat together, not by the window.

After sitting for a while, Secretary Wu seemed a bit bored and started chatting with me:

"Dazhuang, where are you from?"

"From Sichuan."

"Oh? I'm from Sichuan too."

Secretary Wu's eyes lit up when she heard what I said. She felt a connection with me from my accent, and after hearing my reply, she smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

"Oh, fellow countryman."

I chatted with her in Sichuan dialect.

In my heart, I didn't really care whether she was from the same hometown or not.

There are quite a few Sichuanese people in Guangdong; you can run into a few on the street. It's not unusual.

But Secretary Wu seemed somewhat moved.

After chatting for a while, I closed my eyes and took a nap.

"Dazhuang, get up, we've arrived at our stop."

I don't know how much time passed before Secretary Wu patted me and woke me up.

"We've arrived? Great!"

I nodded, stood up, and left the train station with her.

After riding in a taxi for a while, the car stopped.

I looked up and saw that the hotel Secretary Wu had brought me to looked very luxurious and must be quite expensive.

As soon as I entered, I was awestruck by the ten-meter-high dome. Huge crystal chandeliers hung down from above, their lights shimmering in layers, making the marble floor so bright that it reflected people's images.

When I got to the front desk, I was startled by the room rate sign hanging there.

My goodness! A single king room is 888, and a double king room is 1188.

The room rate for this one night was almost equivalent to my monthly salary.

"Secretary Wu, isn't it a waste for us to stay here?"

I turned and looked at Secretary Wu with concern.

A double room costs 888, so for two people it would be over 1700.

Will Mr. Zhao agree to such an expensive price? Will the company agree?

Seeing my nervous expression, Secretary Wu smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao agreed." Seeing my puzzled look, she said with a smile:

"When we travel for business, we usually stay in hotels that are not too bad, as this is a way to show the company's strength. Moreover, Mr. Liu from Hengtai Textile will be checking in here tomorrow, so we can discuss cooperation directly in the hotel."

"Oh." I nodded. As long as Mr. Zhao agrees, that's fine.

Thinking to myself, Secretary Wu is right. If business travelers can afford to stay in such expensive hotels, it shows the other party the strength of our company.

"Sir/Madam, are you checking in?"

The woman standing at the front desk smiled and nodded at us.

"Okay." Secretary Wu nodded, glanced at me, and then said, "Book a double room with a king-size bed."

Her original plan was to book two double rooms, but ever since she learned that she and Dazhuang were both from Sichuan, an idea had been brewing in her mind all the way.

So we changed our idea of ​​booking two double rooms to booking a single double room.

I felt a little awkward when I heard her say she only booked one room. Even though I'm a man, the thought of sharing a room with Secretary Wu made me feel somewhat embarrassed.

But considering that this trip was paid for by the company, I felt relieved.

Perhaps it was because company policy only allowed booking one room that Secretary Wu booked one?

After swiping his card and taking the room key, Secretary Wu turned to me and said:

"It's settled, let's go."

"Mm." I nodded.

"By the way, do you have the gold card that Mr. Zhao gave you with you?"

Although I didn't know why Secretary Wu suddenly asked this, I answered truthfully: "I brought it."

"Okay, let's check the ATM next door first to see if the money is in there."

Perhaps fearing my suspicion, she added, "Ms. Zhao is quite busy, and I'm afraid she might forget to put the money in there. It wouldn't be good if it delayed her transaction with Mr. Liu."

That makes sense. I nodded. "Then I'll check."

After getting to the ATM, I slowly entered the password that Mr. Zhao had told me.

Click to check your balance.

Suddenly a whole bunch of zeros appeared.

Secretary Wu's eyes lit up when he saw the balance, and he started counting with his finger: "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions."

"There really is a million!"

Her face flushed with excitement.

I was puzzled by her reaction.

The one million displayed on the ATM in front of me was indeed quite eye-catching.

But what does this have to do with us? This is the company's money. Even if it's ten million, it still belongs to the company.

What's there to be happy about?

"Let's go, let's go to the room first."

As Secretary Wu spoke, he suddenly reached out and took my left hand, pulling me toward the elevator.

I was stunned when I saw her holding my hand.

Follow her toward the elevator, take the elevator, and arrive at the room.

Once inside the room, she finally let go of his hand. After inserting the room key, the lights in the room came on.

After putting down her luggage, Secretary Wu picked up her clothes and headed towards the restroom. As she reached the door, she turned to me and smiled.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only a little past four o'clock, and she was already taking a shower? So early? But it didn't really concern me. I nodded to her.

She looked at me, suddenly smiled, winked at me, and went inside.

I always felt there was something ambiguous about her smile.