MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 41

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no tendency for it to become smaller at all.

Xiao Ai parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road, trotted over with an umbrella, stood behind Zhou Zhenyue, and winked desperately at Song Jie and Fu Qian.

Unfortunately, Song Jie still didn't see what Xiao Ai meant. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Zhou, why did you come here suddenly? Is there something urgent in the company..."

Zhou Zhenyue ignored him, didn't even look at him, and walked straight to Xue Xiaobai.

"Mobile phone." She raised her hand and extended her five fingers to him.

Xue Xiaobai was stunned, and his colleague next to him secretly bumped his arm, and he shook a little, then put Mu Xueyi's mobile phone in Zhou Zhenyue's hand.

For a time, the drunkenness in my mind was blown away by the cold night wind.

Zhou Zhenyue put the phone in her coat pocket, and after her hand came out of the pocket, she looked forward again, took Mu Xueyi's hand, and brought her under her umbrella.

Song Jie and Fu Qian looked at them blankly, their expressions seemed to be frozen, and they forgot to blink.

Zhou Zhenyue didn't say much, and didn't stop for too long. She propped her umbrella up to Mu Xueyi, held her, turned and walked slowly back to the direction of the car.

Mu Xueyi saw that Zhou Zhenyue didn't speak, so she didn't talk much, and followed Zhou Zhenyue obediently.

After the two of them walked away, Xiao Ai pointed to the group of people in the marketing department who hated that iron would become steel:

"Tell me about you! Every day, Jing bullying newcomers, now you will cause trouble!"

"Ai, Ai Zhu," Song Jie was shaking, stammering uncontrollably, "Could it be... Could it be that Mr. Zhou belongs to Xiao Mu..."

"Oh, Director Song, did you guess it?" Xiao Ai laughed angrily, "Every afternoon they deliver coffee to the chairman's office, sometimes four or five times a day, you don't really think that there is always Do you like coffee then?"

Fu Qian's face turned pale: "Then...then we..."

Xiao Ai: "Don't worry, Miss Mu is a very good person, and she will never care about you."

All those present who were saddened by Mu Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ai: "But..."

Everyone's breath of relief was raised again.

Xiao Ai shook her head sympathetically:

"I don't know if Mr. Zhou is so generous."

In the distance in the sky, a sound of thunder exploded at the right time.

With the air conditioner on in the warm car, Zhou Zhenyue took off the rain-stained coat and threw it on the seat aside, lowered her head and wiped the rain stains on the jade ring with her thumb.

Mu Xueyi took out a lot of toilet paper, and helped Zhou Zhenyue wipe off a layer of floating rain from the hair on her back, and whispered: "You should support yourself a little more when you hold an umbrella..."

Zhou Zhenyue chuckled: "Don't you blame me?"

Mu Xueyi tilted her head, her eyes crooked with a smile: "What's your fault?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "I came here without discussing it with you. Now that everyone knows that I know you, you can't live the life of an ordinary person like before."

"Why do you blame you, didn't you come here to help me out?" Mu Xueyi folded the wiped toilet paper and put it in his pocket, his tone was light and soft, "Also, you heard Director Xue say that Saying you, you must be very angry. But you didn't reprimand him just now, and you were leaving me a way out, right?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked at Mu Xueyi, the corners of her lips curved, "...I don't think I've ever seen you look particularly angry."

Mu Xueyi took another piece of paper, held Zhou Zhenyue's wrist across her sleeve, and helped her wipe the jade ring on her index finger.

"Why are you angry," she said softly. "You're so nice to me, how can I be angry."

Zhou Zhenyue watched as her hands were held in Mu Xueyi's. Although she was separated by her sleeves, she could still feel the body temperature of the other person's fingertips.

She looked out the car window and murmured softly, "It's fine now, so that they don't always bully you."

Mu Xueyi smiled and said nothing, raised Zhou Zhenyue's wrist, leaned in and gently blew the wet marks on the jade ring.

When the warm breath flowed between his fingers, Zhou Zhenyue subconsciously contracted his fingers.

A smear of itch went all the way up from the gap between the fingers and flowed into the bottom of my heart.

When I arrived at the company the next day, I heard that Director Xue had handed in a letter of resignation early in the morning.

People from other departments quietly asked what happened to the people in the marketing department, and the big-mouthed clerk answered without hesitation: "Director Xue called Mr. Zhou about his grandson last night."

But everyone who heard this sentence, the first reaction is to say "Fuck".

As Mu Xueyi walked in the company, she clearly felt that everyone looked at her differently.

Jia Yihang, who had been fierce to her before, laughed at her when he saw her. Song Jie didn't dare to look at her all day, while Fu Qian directly asked for an annual leave.

But after the news of last night's news, there were rumors from idlers in the company, and Mu Xueyi heard a few words when he was shopping at the vending machine.

"I heard that there is a new person in the marketing department, but it's amazing. By the opportunity of delivering coffee to President Zhou, he has climbed the high branch of President Zhou!"

"That's a bit of a wrist."

"Isn't it? I heard that I'm almost 30 years old, and my resume is empty. When I enter the company, I just sleep in. This kind of woman really knows how to climb up by her body, and she can call Mr. Zhou with a cup of coffee. Look at her."

"This kind of relationship is definitely not long-lasting. President Zhou is a smart person. I guess he is just playing with her. Just wait, it's not exactly two months."

"It's not that bad, take 10,000 steps back and say, Mr. Zhou can like her, can Mr. Zhou like..."

Mu Xueyi just smiled, picked up the drink spit out from the vending machine and turned away.

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, Ding Peiqi took the initiative to find Mu Xueyi and sat at a table with her.

After setting the plate, Ding Peiqi carefully observed Mu Xueyi's face and said, "Xueyi, I heard some rumors in the company, you... don't take it to heart."

Mu Xueyi shrugged: "I didn't take it to heart."

Ding Peiqi: "Aren't you angry?"

Mu Xueyi: "Don't be angry."

Ding Peiqi: "They all say that to you, why aren't you angry?"

Mu Xueyi picked up a cup of milk tea, adjusted the position of the straw, and still smiled casually: "They were just talking, and they didn't do anything to me, just let them talk."

"You have such a big heart," Peiqi Ding couldn't help but sigh, "If it were me, I would definitely not be able to stand it. I must ask President Zhou to deduct their money!"

Mu Xueyi: "If I were your age, I would probably think the same as you."

Ding Peiqi was happy: "Really?"

"Of course," Mu Xueyi deliberately used a very brisk tone, "How amazing are the people I like! Whoever dares to arrange me, ask her to deduct the money, deduct the money, deduct the money, and deduct the money!"

Ding Peiqi was amused and laughed, "Hahahaha..."

After laughing enough, she asked Mu Xueyi again: "Then why don't you think so now?"

Mu Xueyi was holding a straw, with a faint smile on her lips: "After all, she is a manager of a company, such a big company needs a regular order and standards of rewards and punishments, and she also has to maintain her credibility. Help me vent, it sounds cool, but after venting it? How can these employees believe that she can manage the company fairly and justly? ... If all the talents are gone, isn't she the one who suffers in the end?"

Ding Peiqi clicked his tongue twice: "You think so deeply. You must like President Zhou very much. I guess you don't necessarily think so much about yourself."

They were chatting when suddenly the messy cafeteria became quiet.

Mu Xueyi and Ding Peiqi put down their chopsticks and looked around, and found that everyone was staring at the entrance.

Zhou Zhenyue just walked in and was walking towards the dining window.

Instead of her usual serious formal attire, she wore a very casual apricot knitted sweater. The heating in the cafeteria was hot, so she pushed her cuff above her forearm, her wrists were clean and no accessories were worn, only the familiar jade ring was hooped at the base of her right index finger.

The executives of the board of directors usually do not eat in the cafeteria. Even if they come occasionally, they will come over to have a low-key supper and meet the evening meeting when there are fewer people.

Therefore, at this noon time, Zhou Zhenyue's appearance seemed very strange.

When everyone was eating, they turned their heads to look at Zhou Zhenyue consciously or unintentionally. The employees at the dinner table were quietly guessing gossip.

Zhou Zhenyue was very calm. After eating, she walked over unhurriedly and sat beside Mu Xueyi.

The opposite Ding Peiqi instantly felt like she was being roasted on the fire.

Ding Peiqi put down her chopsticks consciously, picked up the plate, and said tremblingly, "Mr. Zhou, why don't I go first..."

Zhou Zhenyue wiped the chopsticks with a tissue and glanced at Ding Peiqi, "It's alright, sit down."

Ding Peiqi asked carefully: "Will I not disturb you?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "This is eating in the cafeteria, not a candlelight dinner in the restaurant. It's not about disturbing or disturbing."

Zhou Zhenyue's easygoing did not make Ding Peiqi feel relaxed, but even more tormented.

Everyone in the cafeteria was looking at them, and she felt countless pairs of eyes nailed to her back. She couldn't help but sigh, Zhou Zhenyue might as well just drive her away. Sitting here not only has to accept the baptism of the eyes of the entire company's staff, but also act as a three-kilowatt multicolored flashing light bulb.

Mu Xueyi was also stared uncomfortably, and whispered to Zhou Zhenyue: "Why did you suddenly come to the cafeteria?"

Zhou Zhenyue scattered the rice, and replied casually, "The canteen will recruit a group of new cooks recently. I'll come to inspect the current food quality on the spot."

Ding Peiqi scratched her head and felt strange: "But isn't that what the logistics department does?"

Zhou Zhenyue's chopsticks are in the rice.

She raised her eyes leisurely and looked at Peiqi Ding, "Xiao Ding, are you interested in the logistics department?"

Ding Peiqi was stunned.

After a while, she reacted suddenly.

"No, no, Mr. Zhou, I was wrong, please don't transfer me to the logistics department!" Ding Peiqi begged for mercy with a bitter face.

Zhou Zhenyue smiled, suddenly remembered something, lowered her head and took out three tickets from her trouser pocket, and handed one to Mu Xueyi. "Li Lulu has newly developed an artificial lake in the northern suburbs and made it a leisure boating entertainment area. I also invested in this project. It is open for the first time on weekends, and I will take you to boating."

Mu Xueyi accepted the ticket, and seeing that Zhou Zhenyue had two more in her hand, she asked casually, "Do you want to invite someone else?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "This ticket is for grandpa. He specifically told me yesterday that he wants to go with us on the weekend."

Zhou Zhenyue's voice was not deliberately lowered, so other employees who were eating around could hear their conversation. Hearing Zhou Zhenyue mentioning the old man, everyone's expressions changed. In the morning, they muttered that the old man Zhou did not look down on Mu Xueyi's group, and their faces were even more ashen.

Mu Xueyi squeezed the ticket, glanced at the colleagues around, and then looked at Zhou Zhenyue.

She immediately understood that all this was due to Zhou Zhenyue's good intentions.

Ah Yue must have heard of those gossips, so she sat and ate with her in this large public place, and also revealed the old man's affirmation of this feeling.

Her protection for her is always so timely and appropriate.

The author has something to say: God owes me a boss Zhou.