Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

The soft quilt was fluffy in the sun, and the faint fragrance was extremely hypnotic. When I woke up again, it was already 2:30 in the afternoon.

Zhu Huayan tidied up her messy hair and pushed the door open to go out.

Jiang Weiche had also woken up a long time ago. The thin blanket was folded into a small square and placed on the sofa. He was sitting in the office working on his computer.

What was different from the morning was that there was an extra desk in the office, placed next to Jiang Weiche, so he could see him as soon as he turned around.

The desk seems to be modeled after the president's desk. Except that hers is brighter in color, there isn't much difference. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a couple's desk.

Zhu Huayan looked at her own desk curiously.

There was a thin laptop on the table, which had been turned on and the company's internal communication software had been logged in with a newly created account.

There were two piles of files in the upper left corner of the computer. She leaned over to take a look and found that they were classified.

A bunch of them are introductions about the company, which are convenient for daily review and study to better understand the company.

There was a pile of approved documents that needed to be taken down and executed, which was her important work for the afternoon.

Zhu Huayan learned all this through the messages sent by Zhao Yan in the internal software. It was not a complicated matter. She just had to check the names in the file and notify each person one by one in the software.

There is also some simple information about Jiang Weiche's habits, such as the time and type of coffee he drinks, as well as the contact information of the driver who should be arranged in advance when going out to discuss cooperation.

Every morning, Zhao Yan would synchronize the president's daily schedule to her information so that she could act accordingly and do her job well.

With a formal job arrangement, Zhu Huayan finally felt relieved and felt that she would not be fired just because she was useless.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and she got used to the simple work every day, which was easy and not boring, and there were also delicious afternoon tea and free dessert making.

The salary was also deposited into her bank card according to the number of days she worked.

Zhu Huayan was extremely happy as it was the first time that he received his real salary. He bought a lot of delicious food and invited the employees working in the villa to share his happiness.

She really felt that this month had been very happy.

The only flaw was that no important evidence was found that Jiang Weiche was responsible for the accident.

During the time she was working, when Jiang Weiche was not in the office due to meetings or other matters, Zhu Huayan flipped through the documents on the desk one by one, but did not find anything unusual.

If there is nothing unusual, does it prove that the "truth" you investigated is wrong?

No, Zhu Huayan no longer had the soft-hearted and hesitant thoughts she had before.

During this month, she continued to get to know Jiang Weiche better and had a deeper understanding of him.

Jiang Wei Che is really a formidable CEO. He is extremely capable, but he is very kind to himself and takes care of himself in every possible way.

Zhu Huayan's impression of him changed a little, but he did not erase the "truth" he had investigated.

Because during this period, Huang Liang kept in touch with her.

Huang Liang's detailed narration of the reasons why Jiang Weiche had a bad relationship with Zhiting, the "hatred" for Jiang Weiche's mother's early death, his decisiveness in the business world after taking office, and other examples, all gradually consolidated the impression that Jiang Weiche was capable of creating an unexpected rise to power.

So, at this moment, even if she didn't catch any clues, she didn't think it was not Jiang Weiche's fault, but felt that he must have hidden it very deeply.

Where is the deeply hidden evidence?

Zhu Huayan pondered, his eyes slowly moving across the seats next to him.

Maybe, it’s a computer whose password you don’t know.

Or in a drawer that is always locked.

There was only one key to the locked drawer, and it was in Jiang Weiche's hand. Even Zhao Yan didn't have a backup.

Both things were not easy to obtain, Zhu Huayan was very worried and consulted his partners for advice.

cafes.

Huang Liang didn't seem to be having a good time recently. The furrows between his brows were almost fixed, and the resentment in his eyes was so much that it seemed to be dripping out.

"If there is no evidence of murder, you can send me something else. As long as I report it to the police or make a big fuss about it to the media, we will eventually find out what happened to Mr. Jiang."

Zhu Huayan rejected his proposal without thinking.

"No. That would be stealing trade secrets, and it would have a huge impact on the company. I just want to find the truth for Zhiting, and I don't want to do anything bad to Weiche because of other things."

"Pah." Huang Liang spat in his heart, "If he really killed the person, why would he care whether it is a commercial secret or not? The impact on the company is still the same. He is really stupid."

But facing Zhu Huayan, he certainly couldn't say what was in his heart.

So, he took a big sip of coffee to suppress his emotions, and tried to make a suggestion with a bitter face, "Why don't you find someone he trusts more. Does he have a girlfriend?"

Zhu Huayan's cheeks turned red as if she was stabbed, and she blurted out, "He won't have a girlfriend."

Huang Liang lowered his hand that was on the table and pinched the corner of his clothes. His eyes, as big as melon seeds, rolled around like a weasel that had discovered a fat rooster.

He seemed to have discovered something.

"Why not? Jiang Weiche is only 24 now, he is still young and energetic. Could it be that he doesn't like women?"

he probed.

“No, no.” Zhu Huayan’s cheeks turned even redder, and after a while she stammered, “He…he has…someone he likes.”

When talking about the word "someone I like", Zhu Huayan's voice unconsciously became smaller, and he looked very guilty.

A gleam of light flashed in Huang Liang's eyes. He guessed something from her attitude. The corners of his mouth curled slightly and he grinned silently.

"Well, he finally got hold of something that could prove to be wrong with President Jiang. Wait, I'm going to make you pay a heavy price this time."

He slowly prepared his plan in his mind, looking at Zhu Huayan, who was really beautiful and the girlfriend of Jiang Weiche's father, and guided her step by step:

"Miss Zhu, look, isn't it better to have someone you like? Let the person you like approach Jiang Weiche. If necessary, use emotional inducement and give something to hook him."

"Mr. Jiang is still a young man. He has not been in society for long and is still innocent. If someone he likes approaches him actively, then the password key will be easily obtained."

People who don't know the inside story will definitely think that Huang Liang is giving serious advice after hearing what he said, even though it's not very decent.

But for Zhu Huayan, every word and sentence seemed to be telling her to seduce Jiang Weiche.

"No, this is not possible! If I do this, how can... that girl do this?"

Hearing that she was going to refuse, Huang Liang frowned and said, "This is not possible, and that is not possible. Then when can we help find the truth about Mr. Jiang's death?"

Then he softened again, "You know, to do something like this, someone has to sacrifice something. We are doing this for Mr. Jiang."

The red face and the white face were all played by one person.

"I...I...will think about it."

Zhu Huayan carried her small bag and hurriedly left the cafe and returned to the president's office.

She was indeed a little shaken, but she just couldn't get over the last hurdle.

"Hua Yan, you're back."

Jiang Weiche pushed open the door and saw Zhu Huayan sitting in a chair in a daze, so he asked casually.

(Small theater outside the plot

Huang Liang: Adding fuel to the fire, prompting Zhu Huayan to take the initiative to build a relationship with Jiang Weiche in order to leave evidence of his misconduct.

Jiang Weiche (hugging his beloved who came to his door): Thanks, Matchmaker Huang.

Huang Liang (stunned): Am I helping him?)