Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

"I just found out about it, so I went to the official website to take a look..."

"Sister Changlin used Changxiao's real estate plan in the north to exchange for Zhao Zekai's Northern Electronics Holdings."

Zhao Yihan really couldn't understand why Changxiao's Northern Electronics, under Zhao Zekai's management, had turned into a bottomless black hole with annual losses.

Even if the headquarters takes it back in time, it cannot change the trend of sunset over the river.

Watching the position changes on the official website, Zhao Yihan's expression became increasingly cold. Even if he had suffered from cerebral thrombosis for ten years, he would not do such a thing as paying out of his own pocket to fill the hole for others.

Even more so, they would exchange it for the hottest new Changxiao real estate project.

Lin Xiaoshuang naturally realized the seriousness of the situation at this time. If they were just in a normal relationship, it would be fine. At most, breaking up would be just a minor quarrel.

However, if Zhao Changlin insisted on transferring Changxiao's core shares to her new girlfriend, that would be a bit stupid.

Not to mention, this woman appeared out of nowhere. Furthermore, Zhao Changlin was so obsessed with her that he no longer acted like a normal person.

"Is it possible that he was really cursed?"

"The current real estate market is so good, why give up... and buy Northern Electronics, a company that has been idle for many years."

"If I were Zhao Zekai, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. Not only did someone clean up my mess, but someone even personally brought me a great, lucrative... good project."

Lin Xiaoshuang dropped the tissue on the sofa, and as she was talking, she realized something was wrong.

"No... There should be more actions from Youlong Group, right?"

When they said the words "Youlong Group", their movements paused for a moment and they came back to their senses.

Use your strength to fight.

Is this what Sister Changlin is planning?

……

The sunlight fell on the floor-to-ceiling window, and Zhao Changlin looked back at Xia Zhiyuan who was standing behind him.

"It may take a few days for your office to be renovated. How about... you stay here with me during this time?"

"Or, do you want to rest first?"

Before the official handover of the position, Xia Zhiyuan was free, but Zhao Changlin did not have this free time after she finished dealing with the handover affairs at home.

He was about to fly abroad to meet with the overseas head of Changxiao Group.

I heard your highness' instructions.

Xia Zhiyuan sat down on Zhao Changlin's chairman's chair very easily. The black leather chair was extremely comfortable.

She tilted her head to look into His Highness' eyes with a smile on her lips.

"Your Highness, you gave Zhiyuan so much power on the first day. Aren't you afraid that Zhiyuan will climb up the ladder?"

"Or does Your Highness want to have an office romance with Zhiyuan?"

Hearing some unfamiliar words, Zhao Changlin turned around and raised the end of his sharp black eyebrows, even though he had studied some words as hard as he could in the past few days.

But she still couldn't understand the weird words Zhiyuan said every time he teased her.

"Office romance?"

"what is that?"

Zhao Changlin put down the coffee cup in his hand. He was not disgusted by the bitter coffee. It was bitter, but it was no different from Chinese medicine.

After drinking it for a long time, it no longer tastes bitter.

As the tie on His Highness's chest dropped down, the flying bird brooch with countless diamonds came into view.

Xia Zhiyuan straightened up and his chair slipped.

The slender fingers hooked onto Zhao Changlin's gray tie. The cool satin made Xia Zhiyuan pull the tie forward.

Caught off guard, Zhao Changlin staggered, his body tilted, his hands on the table, and he looked at Xia Zhiyuan with puzzled eyes.

"Your Highness... do you really not know... or are you pretending not to know?"

Hooking his fingers around the tie, Xia Zhiyuan touched the cold bird brooch. He felt that His Highness looked so innocent that he really wanted to pinch his cheek.

"I don't know."

“Ignorance is not wrong.”

"Zhiyuan, can you explain a little?"

Without caring about the wrinkles on his collar, Zhao Changlin leaned forward and their noses touched.

Xia Zhiyuan was obviously frightened by the sudden approach of His Highness, and his fingers loosened. The tie came halfway out from his fingertips, and his thumb was only enough to barely hold the end of the tie.

"Forget it. This can only be understood, not expressed in words."

"If Your Highness knows about this in the future, how about we discuss it again?"

With a gentle push, Xia Zhiyuan put his fingertips on Zhao Changlin's shoulder and put the tie back on.

Her movements were charming, making people linger and unable to take their eyes off her.

"The future is still far away."

"Can't Zhiyuan really tell me now?"

Relentlessly, Zhao Changlin walked around the long table and came in front of Xia Zhiyuan. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao Changlin hooked his fingers on his tie.

He deliberately loosened his tie a little.

There was a smile on her brows and eyes, and she no longer showed any nobility and reserve in front of her subordinates. Zhao Changlin looked at the piles of file bags on the table that were towering into the sky.

I think there is nothing wrong in having a few moments of leisure in this office.

Hearing His Highness' continued questioning, Xia Zhiyuan deliberately kept the question in suspense and chuckled.

"Your Highness and I, isn't that the case now?"

"There's only... Your Highness and I here."

"This is an office romance."

In fact, this is not correct, because Xia Zhiyuan knew very well that Di Ping was standing outside His Highness's office at this moment, and the Bluetooth on her ear should be able to hear the noise in the office.

So, although it looks like there are only two people in His Highness' empty office, there are actually three people.

Zhao Changlin: “……?”

She frowned slightly, and seemed to understand what Zhiyuan meant by "office romance".

……

"Let me in, Di Ping, I have something to ask Sister Changlin."

Zhao Yihan dragged Lin Xiaoshuang to stand outside the chairman's office, staring seriously at Di Ping and another bodyguard guarding the door.

Except for Di Ping who still had a serious look on his face, the other bodyguard had a flattering smile on his face.

However, my duty is to follow Captain Di's arrangements, so even if I need to take any action, it will be Captain Di who gives the orders.

"The eldest lady is working, please wait a moment, Miss Yihan."

Di Ping faced Zhao Yihan's aggressiveness with a serious face, and still refused to succumb to the power.

"I really have something urgent to do to find Sister Changlin. Can you afford the delay?"

Zhao Yihan felt extremely angry when he saw Di Ping's stubborn look.

On the other side, Lin Xiaoshuang raised her hand and signaled to Di Ping.

What she meant was that the two of them should not fight at the door. After all, Zhao Changlin was still in the chairman's office.

"If there is anything important, I can pass it on for you."

Seeing that Lin Xiaoshuang also came with Zhao Yihan, Di Ping's mind moved and finally took a step back.