Chapter Thirty-Eight For The Beauty

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  With a wine glass in hand, Zhang Shidong became the invincible god of wine on the table. The baijiu was poured like beer, and with a purely masculine demeanor, he entered the room to face a group of men who had ulterior motives towards the beautiful women beside them. He proposed replacing his girlfriend as their drinking companion. When the beauties were replaced by men, these people's emotions were affected. Director Ma suggested starting with three cups first, while Zhang Shidong was even more generous, immediately igniting the atmosphere at the table with a one-to-three ratio.

  The battlefield of wine testing, Zhang Shidong's table always had three wine cups in front of him, his chopsticks never moved, and a faint smile hung on his face. On the already drunken table, any words were not as lethal as the clinking of glasses when toasting.

  In less than half an hour, the table was empty, with some vomiting and others under the table. Director Ma, who had just been chatting with Zhang Shidong and assuring Jiang that everything was fine, suddenly fell onto the table, snoring loudly with a strong smell of alcohol. Fortunately, everyone present were leaders with drivers waiting outside, so all Jiang needed to do was pay the bill. As for those ambiguous requests and excessive physical contact, she let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the wolves had been sent away, but wondering if a tiger would come instead.

  Jiang Xueyu tried to make her smile look more sincere, sending away someone who had helped her for no reason but was destined to be kept at a distance by her. At least, she didn't want to hurt the other person, nor did she want to give them even the slightest opportunity.

  "Are you okay? Thanks a lot today, here's my business card."

  Normally, Zhang Shidong should have accepted the business card and said gentlemanly that it would be his honor to help, leaving a good impression. If he really had any ideas, he would have put in effort later on. Jiang Xueyu thought so too, she didn't think that the other party, who had drunk at least three liang of white wine, just wanted to do a good deed.

  "Should I just show my true colors, give a sly smile and call her 'little girl', it's not like I'm helping for free..." In Jiang Xueyu's confused expression, Zhang Shidong burst out laughing, didn't take the name card, casually waved his hand, put 300 yuan on the bar to pay for the meal, then walked out of this characteristic restaurant.

  "Hello? Hello?"

  Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette and was about to get in the car when Jiang Xueyu rushed out, holding three red old man's heads: "This meal should be my treat, let's just say thank you. You've had so much wine, it's better not to drive. The crackdown on drunk driving is very strict lately. If something happens, I'll have to follow up and deal with the consequences."

  Zhang Shidong didn't hesitate, took the money and put it in his pocket. It wasn't that he disrespected traffic rules, but rather the effect of alcohol on him was zero. He waved his hand and opened the car door.

  Jiang Xueyu muttered to herself, her cold and elegant appearance hiding a mature demeanor that was actually a disguise. Looking at Zhang Shidong's nonchalant expression, she felt even more uncomfortable. The relentless pursuit made her extremely disgusted, but the fact that there was a man who ignored her beauty made her feel an unknown sense of violent frustration. She really wanted to grab him and ask, "How can you ignore my beauty?"

  The phone rang, and Jiang Xueyu answered it subconsciously.

  "Director Jiang, something's wrong! The branch office has just been smashed up, you'd better come and take a look!"

  "Don't worry, is anyone hurt?"

  Xiao Liu scraped a little skin off, and the doorkeeper Wang was frightened.

  "Alright, I'll go back now, don't worry."

  Jiang Xueyu glanced at his car not far away and thought of the few drinks he had before, so he was about to go out to hail a taxi.

  Hearing the sound of Q7 starting up beside him, he thought of the man's appearance of drinking a few kilograms of wine without getting drunk, and directly opened the door behind the driver and sat in.

  "You can drive, right? It's hard to hail a taxi at this hour. I've had too much wine and don't dare drive myself. Can you take me to No. XXX People's Avenue?" Jiang Xueyu said urgently.

  "I don't know the way, you come forward and show me the way."

  Jiang Xueyu was about to open the car door and walk around to the passenger side when Zhang Shidong had already started the car and put it into gear, lowering the back of the passenger seat as a hint for Jiang Xueyu to hurry up and get in.

  Thinking of the skirt she was wearing, Jiang Xueyu hesitated for a moment, thinking of the company's miserable state and her own experience, gritted her teeth, and climbed over along the back of the chair.

  The movement made the skirt tight, straight legs and that stunning buttocks, making Zhang Shidong almost slap his hand on it to verify its authenticity.

  Jiang Xueyu seemed to sense something, suddenly turned her head, and coincidentally met Zhang Shidong's gaze, a blush rising to her cheeks, with a hint of anger in her tone: "Watch the road."

  Zhang Shidong clicked his tongue, and Jiang Xueyu hummed a few words, "pervert", and thoroughly checked himself from head to toe, afraid that any slight mistake would be taken advantage of by this pervert.

  At the second peak of the night, traffic congestion was severe. Thanks to Zhang Shidong's superb driving skills, the two arrived at Jiang Xueyu's company in 35 minutes. Looking at the two-story building inside the exclusive courtyard, Zhang Shidong was stunned for a moment, never expecting that the "company" mentioned by this beautiful female boss would be...

  Xiaomi Mobile Company Beihai Branch!

  Isn't this person Jiang Xueyu, the general manager of a subsidiary company who is known as the most beautiful exterminator in the world?

  Zhang Shidong took out a cigarette and lit it, watching Jiang Xueyu rush into the company. Through the light, he could see that the large door and glass on the first floor had been smashed to pieces, all the windows on the second floor had been shattered, and the huge warehouse connected to the first floor was also in disarray. Several employees who were working overtime at the company saw their boss arrive and suddenly had a leader, asking her what to do and whether they should call the police.

  Zhang Shidong understood a bit upon hearing this, and until now he hadn't called the police. There was only one possibility: the person who came to smash up the company knew the identity of at least some people present, and didn't dare offend them, fearing they wouldn't be able to afford to offend them, so they waited for Jiang Xueyu's decision.

  Jiang Xueyu bit her lower lip tightly, hesitated for a moment, and was about to take out her phone, surrendering her stubbornness and resilience in the face of reality, wanting to dial the phone call that should be closest to herself with blood ties, known as 'home'.

  "Thank you everyone for your hard work. It's so late and I've let everyone go through this ordeal. This matter will be handled by Director Jiang, so please go back and rest. Also, please inform the colleagues who are on their way here that they don't need to come anymore. Go back and get a good night's sleep, everything will be different tomorrow morning." At the moment when everyone needed a voice of command, Zhang Shidong stood up, stretched out his hand to press down Jiang Xueyu's hand, and with the fastest speed, let the entire company quiet down.

  Until the company was left with only the lamp at the entrance, Jiang Xueyu suddenly squatted down, buried her head in her knees, and burst into tears, as if all her grievances had found an outlet at this moment and were released all at once. Her crying was not loud but conveyed endless grievance and struggle, just like a shoulder that could only hold 50 kilograms persisting in holding 200 kilograms, gritting its teeth to persevere. When the 200 kilograms finally fell from the shoulder without reaching its destination, it was Jiang Xueyu's current state, wanting to cry out "I'm fine" but having to lower her noble head to face reality.

  The low sobbing could shatter any man's heart, he shook his head and walked forward, stretching out his hand to hold the trembling body.

  "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll help you..."

  "It's cold outside, you're tired, take a rest for a while, everything will be better when you wake up, trust me..."

  "Sleep well..."

  Maybe it was the alcohol that made her head dizzy, maybe it was Zhang Shidong's voice with a persuasive magnetism, maybe she was really too tired, or maybe she wanted to use indifference as an excuse to escape the awkward situation, or perhaps... there were just too many maybes.

  Jiang Xueyu leaned against the passenger seat, her tears ruining her makeup, but not diminishing her beauty, instead adding a touch of elegance that made me even more fond of her.

  Zhang Shidong looked at the chaotic company and thought to himself, "A beautiful woman can be so harmful. She's actually made me abandon my principle of minding my own business and taking a stand when I see injustice."

  "Hello..."

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