The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

"Yes, we can obviously use the logistics line under our own company's name, so why bother looking for a redundant one?" Han Jiayue looked straight at Pang Hui, smiled mysteriously, and uttered a few words, "Because, we should be loyal to the trust of others."

Pang Hui narrowed his eyes and asked in disbelief: "You mean, this is what the big boss meant?"

Han Jiayue nodded in satisfaction, his eyes becoming subtle, "So, don't ask, don't say, don't be curious, don't worry about anything, just be a qualified money-delivering boy and follow your superiors' orders conscientiously."

"Okay, I understand. I will prepare the cooperation materials for the next project now and send them to Baowei when the time comes." As a person who has been in the workplace for many years, Pang Hui knows that there are some things that you should not ask about, just focus on doing it.

Ever since Wang Ke publicly praised and rewarded Zhou Yian at the last celebration banquet, everyone in the company, from top to bottom, knew Zhou Yian's name.

People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. When people become famous, they will naturally be surrounded by gossips.

In just a short week, several versions of gossip about her had already spread. They were all about matters between men and women that were not suitable for public display. For the first time, Zhou Yian felt the fear of gossip.

She is beautiful and good at her job. Whenever Zhou Yian appears, there are always people exclaiming in admiration.

Likewise, there will always be people who look at her with ill intent.

There are always people who ignore her efforts and attribute her success to her enchantingly beautiful face, and then spread rumors and slander her.

The afternoon sun was unusually strong, and the only sounds in the office were the typing of keyboards and the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

Huang Shan suddenly moved her chair, sat next to Zhou Yian, and asked her in a low voice.

"Yian, um...I want to tell you something. Are you free after get off work?"

Zhou Yian glanced sideways at her, then quickly turned back, his eyes fixed on the computer, his fingertips jumping quickly on the keyboard, as fast as playing the piano.

"What's wrong, Sister Shan? I'm a little busy recently. What's the matter? You can tell me now. I'm listening."

Huang Shan looked up at the people around her, looking a little embarrassed, and said mysteriously: "Well, it's a private matter, it's not convenient to talk about it now. Don't worry, I won't keep you for a long time, just for a little while."

Her speaking speed gradually increased from slow to fast, and her eyes were filled with eager expectation as she stared at Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian was so busy that he had no time to care about her emotions. His eyes never left the screen and his mind was full of the work at hand.

"Oh..." There was a brief silence, and after a long while Zhou Yian continued, "Okay, let's talk about it after get off work. It's just right, I'm quite busy right now."

Huang Shan heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this, and her tone became much lighter, "Then remember to wait for me after get off work."

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Yian was very busy and seemed absent-minded.

Huang Shan added worriedly, "Yian, you must remember this."

Zhou Yian was forced to stop what he was doing, turned his head to look at her, and nodded gently, "Okay, I remember, don't worry."

Huang Shan was satisfied and relieved, and turned around to do other things.

When Zhou Yian was packing up after get off work, Huang Shan was standing beside her waiting for her. When she saw that she had finished packing, she took her hand affectionately and said, "Let's go, Yian, I'll buy you some milk tea."

Zhou Yian was in a hurry to get home from get off work, so he refused without thinking, "Sister Shan, just tell me what you want to say. I won't drink the milk tea."

Huang Shan looked around and saw that there were still many people around who had not left, so she lowered her voice and whispered, "No, you have to drink the milk tea, and it's not convenient to talk here."

Zhou Yian was puzzled. Huang Shan was acting mysterious today, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

"Go ahead, go ahead. I'd be embarrassed to tell you if you don't go."

Zhou Yian had no choice but to agree, "Okay, let's go."

There were a lot of people in the milk tea shop. Huang Shan considerately asked Zhou Yian to find a seat by himself while she trotted to queue up to order.

Zhou Yian couldn't persuade her, so he had to find a place to sit and wait for her. From a distance, he quietly watched her queue up to buy milk tea.

Huang Shan's enthusiasm and attentiveness made her feel familiar yet unfamiliar.

After a while, Huang Shan came over with two cups of milk tea and a small cake, passing through the crowded crowd and walked over with difficulty. "Here, Yi'an, this is yours."

Zhou Yian reached out to take the milk tea, and Huang Shan pushed the cake in front of her.

"Thank you. Is this cake mine too?"

"Yeah, I bought it especially for you. I just got off work and was worried you'd be hungry."

Zhou Yian was puzzled. He put the milk tea and small cake on the table without touching them, and then stared at Huang Shan.

"No, Sister Shan, what do you want from me? I'm so scared when you're like this."

"I'm a little embarrassed."

"Don't be embarrassed, Sister Shan, just say it straight."

"Yian, I...I want to ask you to help me with something, I..."

"What's up?"

“I…, that…”

Huang Shan hesitated to speak, her eyes wandering, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

"Okay, Sister Shan, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. It's really okay."

Huang Shan let out a long breath, "Then... I'll tell you."

"Can you lend me some money?"

Zhou Yian was stunned, "That's it?"

"Yes, I... I'm really a little embarrassed. I know this is very presumptuous, but... but I have no choice..."

"If you find it inconvenient, then, just pretend that I didn't ask you anything. It's okay..."

"It's really okay."

Huang Shan's face turned red and hot, she was a little flustered and a little incoherent.

Zhou Yian looked at her curiously, "Sister Shan, have you encountered any difficulties recently?"

Huang Shan pursed her lips and lowered her head, "Yian, can you not tell me? But I really need money."

Zhou Yian was helpless, "Okay, then how much do you want to borrow?"

"how much do you have?"

"what?"

"What I mean is, how much money do you have that you can lend me? I need it urgently." Huang Shan didn't dare to look Zhou Yian in the eye and kept her head down looking at the milk tea in her hand.

After working for so long, Zhou Yian had never seen Huang Shan like this before: nervous, embarrassed, at a loss, and even a little guilty.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yian slowly opened his mouth to test, "I... I can only lend you 5,000."

Huang Shan raised her head suddenly and looked at Zhou Yian worriedly.

"Five thousand? Five thousand is fine."

"Sister Shan, is it still not enough? But I don't have much spare money."

"It's okay, that's enough. I'll think of a way to get more. Thank you. I'll pay you back when I get paid."

"Sister Shan, I'm not in a hurry. If you have something urgent, just use it first. I'll transfer the money to you through Alipay."

"Okay, okay, please note that this is a loan. I...I won't play rogue."

Zhou Yian nodded, then transferred the money to Huang Shan, and then took a sip of the milk tea on the table.

Although Zhou Yian didn't have a lot of money, she still had tens of thousands. But because of her relationship with Huang Shan, in her eyes, being able to borrow 5,000 was the best she could get.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Yian was anxious to go home. Just as she stood up, Huang Shan suddenly called her, "Yian."

"What's wrong? Sister Shan, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, that's all. That's right, could you please not tell anyone else what happened today?" Huang Shan's smile was forced and a little awkward.

"Oh, good."

Although Zhou Yian was confused, he was not curious.