The manager sat down on the sofa and said with a grin, âDo you not like seafood? I saw that you didnât move your chopsticks much during dinner.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ruan Xia shook her head. âNo, maybe itâs because I didnât have much of an appetite.â She paused and probingly said, âCEO Qin looks quite young.â
She didnât know if she was imagining it, but once she took the initiative of mentioning Qin Yu, her manager started gushing, âCEO Qin isnât that old actually. Heâs not even 40 yet. You can also tell that heâs a good person. Heâs very polite to us, his employees. Is there any company that treats its employees as well as ours?â
Indeed... the treatment was outrageously good. Ruan Xia recalled Song Tingshenâs words about never seeing a company like this one in his many years as a boss.
Ruan Xiaâs heart sank straight down, but she pretended that nothing was wrong. She smiled and said, âYeah.â
The manager looked at her. âThis is just idle gossip between coworkers. Between you and me, CEO Qin is a romantically steadfast guy. His wife died a few years ago. With his qualifications, there were countless interested women that would rush up to him, but he didnât accept any of them. His private life is extremely clean. To be honest, Iâve never seen a man like him before. I used to think that rich men canât help themselves with planting seeds everywhere.â
Her manager sounded as if she was p*mping someone out. Ruan Xia really hoped that she was just overthinking things. She was barely able to keep calm and smile. âThatâs not true. My husband is also very good. There are still good men in this world.â
The conversation had already taken such a turn, so she didnât care if her manager wanted to listen to her or not. Like an MLM staff, she worked on brainwashing her manager by going on and on about how amazing Song Tingshen was. She spoke as if he was simply the best man in the world and the other so-called good men in the world had to play second fiddle to him.
While talking, Ruan Xia discovered that she missed Song Tingshen a bit.
The manager dryly laughed and finally stood up. âItâs getting late. I wonât keep you for your sleep. Go to bed early. There are group activities tomorrow morning.â
After sending off the manager, Ruan Xia closed the door, picked up her phone, and wanted to send a message to Song Tingshen. She stopped. She felt that she was too unprincipled.
Never mind that, the current top priority wasnât her quarrel with Song Tingshen.
Ruan Xia lied down on the bed. The plot was simply too powerful. Even though the general direction had changed, she still met Qin Yu...
Ai!
Qin Yu ah, Qin Yu, she knew that he was a troublesome figure even if he hadnât done anything yet.
As Ruan Xia thought about all of the things that happened in the past month, her expression grew strange. In the end, she simply pulled her suitcase out of the closet. Since she and the other employees were coming here during the workweek, she had packed her laptop even though she didnât have much work. This came in handy now.
She logged onto a website. Back when she was looking for a job, she had the attitude of trying it out and wasnât too serious about it. Despite that, she had submitted her resume over a dozen times, so when the company notified her about the interview, she didnât think anything of it.
The website she used had a record of the companies she applied to. She looked at them one by one. When she was finally done, she discovered that she hadnât actually submitted her resume to this company!
Translator Ramblings: I wonder if the author meant to make Qin Yu seem so creepy or if it was an accident. I also thought it was quite creepy that Duan Chi sent flowers to Ruan Xiaâs home when she didnât tell him where she lived, but Ruan Xia waved it off as just annoying.