After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

The north wind was howling, and Jiang Ximeng stood on the side of the road with a confused look on her face.

Jiang Mulin didn't go crazy and just left on his own.

It was the morning rush hour and the taxi-hailing app on my phone kept showing "waiting".

And Tan Yan couldn't be blamed either, because when she went downstairs, she happened to see the rear end of the black Bentley speeding away.

Helplessly, she went outside to the street to stop a car.

The morning period between seven and nine in S City is rush hour, and it is difficult to get a taxi during this time.

"Okay, let's take the subway!"

The apartment where Jiang Ximeng lives is not very close to the subway entrance, and it takes about half an hour to walk there.

This is normal. Those who can buy apartments here are not ordinary people. Who would care about how far or near the subway entrance it is?

If it weren't for her past experience, taking the subway would have been a completely unrelated way of traveling for her.

It seems that her past life wasn't all bad. At least she learned how to take the subway.

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"Redo it!"

"you!"

"And you!"

“Redo everything!”

Conference room on the 46th floor.

Li Yang stood beside Mr. Tan, swallowing from time to time.

At least twenty people were scolded and kicked out by Mr. Tan in the morning.

There is only one month left until New Year's Day. As the year draws to a close, many departments have to make a major summary.

Because of this, the small holes that usually seem insignificant are now piled up together and are hard to ignore.

It’s no wonder that Mr. Tan was so angry. They were indeed too careless.

"Next one." Li Yang glanced at the people who were scolded out again and gave orders expressionlessly.

"Yes..." The manager of the public relations department who is in charge of the direction of public opinion was shaking his hands faster than sieve bran.

Now it is their department's turn to summarize.

With trembling hands, he clicked on the panel in front of him and projected their department's summary information onto the screen.

They are affiliated with Hengyu Brokerage Company and usually guide fans on social software.

This job has a less clear definition of 'right' and 'wrong'.

And recently they have had several 'leading' comments, which have clearly had the opposite effect.

There's nothing we can do about it. Sometimes we can't completely control the rhythm of fans.

A comment that you think will help a star rise to greater heights may actually be the beginning of bringing that star down.

In the past, they would not necessarily be scolded for such mistakes, and they only needed to make up for them little by little later.

After all, once the public opinion is over, people will soon forget it.

Having said that, Mr. Tan is different now than usual. He looks scary!

I can be described as raging with anger. Will it really not affect them?

After the manager finished projecting the screen, he stood up and said, "Boss Tan, this is..."

Halfway through his words, he saw Mr. Tan wave his hand and obediently shut his mouth.

Soon, the manager felt the heavy dark clouds pressing down on his head dissipate, and was greeted by brilliant light.

He didn't dare to look openly and could only take a sneak peek at Mr. Tan.

I was surprised to find that the person who was furious just now now had an unspeakably gentle look in his eyes, and the corners of his lips, which had been tightly pursed, actually curled up.

what happened?

My boss is scarier when he smiles than when he’s angry!

The manager couldn't hold back his fear and glanced at Assistant Li for help.

The latter responded with a 'reassuring' look.

Li Yang was very close to Mr. Tan, so he certainly knew why the weather turned from cloudy to sunny.

"Buzz!"

The phone kept vibrating.

Tan Yan didn't want to look at it, but when he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, a familiar portrait flashed by on the lit screen.

Without thinking, he quickly picked it up, unlocked it, and clicked on the cartoon avatar message page.

[Mr. Tan, I may be late for about an hour.]

Then, she sent an emoticon of a little bear with an embarrassed smile, which looked exactly like the look on her face when she was embarrassed to ask for leave the day before yesterday.

Tan Yan couldn't help but curl his lips and tapped the screen a few times, [Overslept? ]

The other side quickly replied, "No, I don't have time to take me there. I didn't get a taxi because of the rush hour."

Tan Yan frowned, [I'll pick you up.]

[Ah…No need, Mr. Tan. I just want to let you know that you might be late to the office. I’m taking the subway now.]

Tan Yan stood up, walked to the window, and pressed down a blade of the blinds.

Well, the subway entrance is diagonally opposite the company, not too far.

Just when I was about to relax, I noticed some snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Li Yang, you preside over the meeting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the conference room closed, and Li Yang only had time to see his boss's anxious back.

……

"It's snowing!"

Jiang Ximeng came out of the subway entrance holding a small bag.

This is the pancake she bought from the mobile stall after she bought the ticket and saw that she had enough time.

Fortunately, I have this, so my hands aren’t too cold when I walk outside.

Large flakes of snow were flying, and she had only taken two steps when her hair was covered with snow.

The naughty little snowflakes fell along the collar of her down jacket onto her neck, making Jiang Ximeng shiver.

Just when I was about to put on the hood of my down jacket, I noticed that the snow around me had stopped.

A pair of spotless black leather shoes appeared in the slightly drooped eyes.

This texture, and the pace of walking...

Jiang Ximeng moved her eyes upwards and saw a face with sharp edges and corners.

The man was wearing a black suit and holding an umbrella of the same color.

The umbrella tilted towards her, so that his shoulders were covered with white snow.

"Mr. Tan."

Jiang Ximeng raised her hand, grasped the top of the umbrella handle, and pushed it towards him.

“I have a hat…” and you don’t even have a coat on.

Tan Yan's hands were very strong. She pushed several times, but the umbrella covering her head remained motionless.

During the pushing and shoving, a few pieces of snow in her hair melted into water droplets and rolled into her collar.

Jiang Ximeng shuddered again from the cold water.

"Let's go." Tan Yan thought she was too cold, so he put his arm around her shoulders and walked towards the company.

"Wait... wait, Mr. Tan, please don't..."

Jiang Ximeng kept struggling. Seeing that the Hengyu Building was just a few steps away, she didn't want others to see her.

"Don't move, or you'll get even colder."

The man said, squeezing her shoulders tighter.

Jiang Ximeng was caught off guard and her face hit his chest.

He raised it hastily again, turned it aside, and muttered, "I'm not cold!"

"I am cold."

"Who told you to wear more clothes..."

"I'm in a hurry to come out and pick you up."

With just one sentence, Jiang Ximeng was successfully stopped.

Yes, why did Tan Yan come to pick her up?

They are in a relationship of boss and subordinate, he doesn't need to do any of this.

Realizing the intimacy between them, Jiang Ximeng wanted to duck and squeeze out from under his arm.

But the man noticed it and clasped his hands tightly.

Then he asked a random question, "Xi Meng, how many years have we known each other?"

Jiang Ximeng didn't understand what he meant, but answered honestly, "23 years."

I've known her for as many years as she is old.

"Yes, it's been 23 years..." The man's voice sounded like a whisper.

The next moment, he added: "I thought that, over the years, we have at least witnessed each other's growth..."

Jiang Ximeng then looked at Tan Yan, not understanding why he suddenly said this.

Then I heard him continue: "There is no such distance between you and me."