The president is committing suicide

President Shen’s style of doing things is not new to the world, but it is the first time that Mrs. Jiang and Miss Jiang have seen it.

Just now, everyone was envious of Miss Jiang for being able to win Ding Jiaying's favor.

But now, they were talking in low voices and glancing at each other, all wondering how the Jiang family had angered President Shen.

Xiao Mimi was the only one at the scene who saw the reason at a glance, but she did not dare to speak out and could only choose to ignore Ding Jiaying's request for help.

She couldn't tell Miss Jiang either, it was just because your handsome cousin was the star that Ding Jiaying had been chasing for many years, and now the younger brother of the Shen family was jealous.

What a petty family.

How outrageous.

Xiao Mimi and Miss Jiang laughed at each other and ended the evening party hastily.

Miss Jiang and her mother saw the guests off and lay back on the sofa.

"Mom, you said that the second young lady of the Ding family is really beautiful. You can't tell that she is that much older than Shen Cong. Judging from their looks, they are a perfect match."

"Being beautiful is a gift, but being alone is a disaster. This Miss Ding is much more capable than you think. I have investigated and found that President Shen did not just arrive at the venue. He has been waiting for her outside for a long time. How could it be such a coincidence that she had to come in at this time?"

Time? Miss Jiang thought about it carefully. At that time, she was about to introduce her cousin to everyone present.

Shen Cong's expression behind her was also particularly sinister.

It turned out to be the case.

Even though she was a little slow to realize it, Miss Jiang felt that it was just a temporary novelty. That little trick that aroused jealousy was nothing more than that.

The situation on the other side is unknown.

The spring breeze blows over the spring rain, and the slightly chilly autumn day has a warm and humid breath. The violent storm, destroying branches and decaying trees, makes the world look new.

The lights in the studio were so bright that it seemed like the last ray of light Ding Jiaying saw last night.

She stood there watching the group work and her back started to hurt after a while.

He rubbed it imperceptibly, and wrinkled his brows imperceptibly.

I hate Shen Cong so much.

During the lunch break, Ding Jiaying went out to find a deserted place and prepared to open her lunch box.

A bottle of water was handed to him with the cap already opened.

Shen Cong's face appeared in front of Ding Jiaying.

He shook the water in his hand and pretended to be nonchalant: "Drink it. Where does it hurt?"

Ding Jiaying didn't want to talk to him, so she turned around and continued eating.

"Is there any more food? I'm hungry." Shen Cong sat down next to her pitifully.

You hungry bastard! You were so energetic yesterday, and I stared at myself for a long time today. How can you be hungry?

Seeing that Ding Jiaying ignored him, Shen Cong said to himself: "I was so busy with work yesterday that I didn't have time to eat dinner because I went to pick you up. I got up too early in the morning and took a piece of bread but forgot it on the table. Now you have a box lunch, but I still don't have one."

"You've been hungry until now? Didn't the driver buy you something at the convenience store?"

After saying this, Ding Jiaying regretted her hasty words. Why did she say this? Didn't she promise to ignore this petty man?

Besides, such a grown man, not to mention that he has a driver to take care of him and a secretary waiting for instructions, he is an adult himself. How difficult is it for him to buy a meal by himself?

It's just a self-torture tactic.

"I have another schedule and I need to go right away. It's too late." Shen Cong had a blank expression on his face.

Ding Jiaying couldn't stand him like this and tried to remain serious.

He made her feel that she owed this ancestor.

She made up her mind: "Our President Shen doesn't care about schedules. People have to make way for you anyway. Didn't you eat? Even if we stop the meeting, we have to leave time for you to eat. The meal can't be simple. Whatever complicated is served, it won't be served until it's been cooked for three hours..."

She kept talking, and the more he listened, the more he could see a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.

"Well, I think you have a point."

He followed her words and her thoughts were suddenly confused and she couldn't continue.

Once the momentum was broken, it couldn't be continued. Ding Jiaying was angry that he didn't take her wishes and professionalism into consideration yesterday, and made her look weak in front of her future clients. He was a real useless person living under his wings.

Even though he was gentle and flattering in the night, it didn't wipe away the anger in her heart.

"Huh, you're awesome."

Shen Cong smiled and handed the water to her mouth: "You are tired of talking, drink some water. I will talk."

"I am the powerful person you said I am, conceited, petty, selfish, and just a bastard..."

"That's enough." Ding Jiaying took a sip of water and turned her head to see if anyone was looking over here.

To prevent the image of our President Shen, who is at the top of the mountain, from being degraded again and again.

Ding Jiaying had already noticed that the crowd had started to move, and it was time to start work.

She didn't want to argue with him any more, so she stuffed the lunch box in her hand into his hand and said, "There's no rush to make money, little brother, just eat a bite. Go back to work, and stop being so pretentious."

Shen Cong held her hand while carrying a lunch box: "You didn't move much, aren't you hungry? Go eat when you're full."

Ding Jiaying turned around and smiled charmingly: "I don't like boxed lunches, so Xiao Aifei prepared afternoon tea for me. Fruit milk tea, croissant sushi, aren't you envious?"

"I'm envious." Shen Cong nodded, let her go.

Watching her back as she walked in, Shen Cong sat on the chair and looked at the lunch box in his hand. The battle was over in five minutes.

She was right, this was her job, this was where she was willing to eat boxed lunches and drink water, work overtime all night, and gain recognition for her efforts. This was a way for her to realize her own value.

And I did go too far yesterday.

He drank the rest of the water she had just drunk in one gulp, his expression indifferent.

Luo Yan paced back and forth in the woods not far away. He had followed in the morning, handling work in the car, and constantly making phone calls.

Mr. Shen still had that lukewarm and mysterious look on his face.

But in fact, Luo Yan knew that he was uneasy, so he followed him so closely.

Now that the madam has left, the president is sitting there with an indifferent look on his face, staring at the water bottle in his hand in a daze. Should I go forward or not?

When you rich people are in love, do you have to be so inconsiderate about the lives of working people?

They ate boxed lunches there and didn't even dare to eat a piece of bread.

Shen Cong finally came over and Luo Yan hurriedly followed him.

"Boss Shen, they're still waiting there. Do you want to go?"

"The schedule is as usual. But let's go have a meal first."

Luo Yan just saw Mr. Shen eating a box lunch, and thought that it was neither tasty nor filling.

"You haven't eaten yet, let's take a rest before going over. Let's contact them there." Shen Cong added.

For the first time ever, the president himself came to explain. Even Luo Yan, who is a mind reader, was a little uncomfortable with this operation.

No, are you caring about me as a worker?

Oh my God, it would be more direct to just give me a box lunch at this time.