SCHS - Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Xu Jianfan couldn't refute Wen Shixue's "two factions" theory, and not wanting to disturb their world, he put on airs and said, "What Wen Head says is all correct. I shall not disturb the two of you any further. Farewell!"
Wen Shixue was always tolerant and cooperative with her allies, so she also said, "Safe travels, Xu Head."
As soon as the call ended, she got out of bed to open the door for Qin Zhen. She saw the other woman standing at her door wearing a casual, light blue tracksuit, her hair simply tied back in a ponytail at the nape of her neck, a faint blush on her face, not a single drop of sweat on her fair skin.
Wen Shixue was used to seeing her in her composed work attire. Suddenly seeing her so relaxed, she felt her eyes light up, a touch of pleasant surprise. She curved her lips slightly: "You're back."
Qin Zhen nodded. Out of consideration for her personal privacy, she didn't ask what she was doing in the room that took so long to open the door. She asked directly, "President Wen, what would you like for lunch?"
Wen Shixue couldn't cook, and Qin Zhen's home wasn't like the Wen family's, which employed nannies and helpers, so Qin Zhen had always done the cooking. Anyway, she had been cooking for so many years; cooking for one more person wasn't a big issue.
If they were too busy to cook, they would go out to eat or order takeout. However, for hygiene reasons, Qin Zhen would never let Wen Shixue order takeout if she could cook herself, afraid she might eat takeout with hygiene issues and end up in the hospital, unable to explain it to the elders later.
Wen Shixue raised an eyebrow, a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone: "Why are you calling me President Wen again? Is that what we agreed on yesterday?"
Qin Zhen was silent for a second and said, "It's a habit."
From the time they met until yesterday, her address for her was either "Miss Wen" or "President Wen," always polite and maintaining a certain distance. She had long been used to these addresses and couldn't change them immediately.
"Then start getting used to calling me by my name from now on." Wen Shixue tilted her head up, gazing intently into her eyes. "We're friends; this is how it should be. You can't refuse me."
It was both like a command and a plea, making it impossible to refuse.
A subtle sense of strangeness flickered in Qin Zhen's heart. She gently lowered her gaze and replied, "Understood." Then she naturally steered the conversation away, "What do you want to eat?"
Hearing this, Wen Shixue fell silent, lifting a finger to her chin, deep in thought. What to eat for lunch? This question was simply one of the world's unsolved mysteries. A question that stood shoulder-to-shoulder with it was "What to eat for dinner?", together known as humanity's daily troubles.
She pondered for a long time but found no answer. Seeing this, Qin Zhen tentatively suggested, "Sweet and sour pork ribs?"
In the few days they had spent together, she had already figured out Wen Shixue's eating preferences – she liked sweet flavors, almost like a child's palate, so much so that she constantly felt like she was looking after a child.
A beautiful and energetic big child.
Wen Shixue had no objection: "Okay, that works. As for the rest, I'll eat whatever you eat!"
Qin Zhen nodded slightly, turned and walked into the kitchen, planning to cook first before showering and changing.
Wen Shixue followed behind her, leaning against the kitchen doorway, speaking in a consultative tone: "Lao Qin, I want to make Du Xianyu the Head of the Design Department."
She added, "I remember you said he was very capable, and I also looked at his personal file; his work experience is very rich. I even asked Xu— Zhu Ziming about his character. Zhu Ziming also said he was good, so I plan to go back on Monday and ask a few more employees in the Design Department. If the impressions are consistent, I'll talk to him about the promotion. What do you think?"
After she finished speaking, she noticed Qin Zhen hadn't caught her slip of the tongue, so she lowered her head and lightly covered her lips, feeling relieved. That was close, she almost gave away Xu Jianfan's real name.
Wen Head: Sorry, Xu Head, won't happen next time! [Fist bump.JPG]
Qin Zhen tied on her apron and replied without turning her head, "Okay."
She came to Chenfeng precisely to teach Wen Shixue how to manage the company. To manage a company well, one must employ suitable management personnel to assist oneself. The fact that Wen Shixue could make the careful decision to promote Du Xianyu, an employee whose capability was evident to all, after gathering a series of information, showed that she was learning and making progress.
Being able to understand the full picture before making a decision was a thousand times better than making decisions on a whim. She felt comforted, and even more so that Wen Shixue remembered to discuss it with her. She was indeed listening to her words carefully.
Qin Zhen washed her hands and turned to look at the person standing by the kitchen doorway, as regal and beautiful as a princess, and said, "You are the company's CEO. Follow your ideas; everything is up to you."
Wen Shixue received her affirmation, nodded happily, and then stepped forward, about to walk in: "Should I help you?"
Qin Zhen immediately raised a hand to stop her: "The kitchen has heavy oil fumes. Just wait to eat."
Wen Shixue could only obediently put her hands behind her back, took a step back, and cautiously poked her head in: "Then I'll trouble you, Lao Qin."
Qin Zhen, with her back to her, nodded.
Wen Shixue casually slipped away to the refrigerator in the living room, opened it for a look, and then closed it listlessly—this refrigerator had no iced cola; it was incomplete!
Qin Zhen often told her to drink more warm water and fewer cold drinks. Therefore, she rarely saw the lovely sight of these drinks in Qin Zhen's refrigerator.
She secretly resolved that one day she would fill this refrigerator with cola, but then, thinking of Qin Zhen, she reluctantly compromised, thinking, 'Fine, filling just one layer will do.' Then she couldn't help but sigh inwardly, 'Living with Qin Zhen is so hard.'
Although Qin Zhen was beautiful, had nice hands, and was fragrant and soft in her arms, Qin Zhen wouldn't let her drink soda! A scholar can endure, but Wen Shixue cannot! When she moves out and lives alone, she'll definitely drink to her heart's content!
She glanced at the overcast sky outside the balcony and added inwardly: 'I'll come over to stay the night when it thunders again.'
Wen Shixue, who had everything clearly planned out for herself: 'I'm truly a little clever ghost.'
...
Qin Zhen finished cooking just in time for lunch. She set the dishes on the table, told Wen Shixue to eat first, and then went to shower and change.
Wen Shixue turned her head to glance at the closed bathroom door, listening to the rushing sound of water from inside. Her round eyes darted around in their sockets for a moment, then she got up to get her phone and sat down to play.
So when Qin Zhen came out, she saw the dishes neatly arranged on the table, completely untouched. They were exactly as they were when she went in. And that beautiful, energetic child was sitting by the table playing on her phone, the rice beside her still untouched.
Qin Zhen: "..."
It was as if she was witnessing a naughty child refusing to eat.
"Why aren't you eating?" she asked.
Wen Shixue's attention was instantly pulled away from her phone. She put it down and turned to look at her, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Waiting to eat with you."
Qin Zhen was puzzled: "Waiting for me to do what?"
Wen Shixue tossed her hair: "I was afraid you'd be too lonely eating by yourself, so I'm keeping you company. How about that? I'm really considerate, aren't I?"
Qin Zhen: "..."
She looked at this self-righteous naughty child. The other person was enthusiastically waving at her, sincerity written all over her face, which couldn't help but remind her of her many years of living alone.
Someone who has lived alone for so long is already used to solitude, so how could they fear it? It was truly both funny and frustrating.
She walked to the table and sat down, lightly puncturing her words: "I've always eaten alone; I'm very used to eating by myself."
Wen Shixue knew what she meant, but how many people in this world truly liked solitude? Even if she appeared indifferent, deep down she might not truly want to enjoy solitude. It was just that her age and personality constrained her, making her unwilling to lower her guard and express it openly.
Moreover, when she said this, her tone was particularly distant, as if they weren't people from the same world. Wen Shixue didn't like this feeling. She absolutely had to pull Qin Zhen, who was trapped by solitude, into her world: "Then start getting used to eating with me from today onwards."
Qin Zhen raised her eyes. Her proud little expression was reflected in them, and her voice fell upon her ears: "I'm afraid of being lonely; I'm not used to it."
Since she chose to be friends with Qin Zhen, she was willing to fulfill the duty of a friend's companionship and help her drive away the bottomless solitude.
Of course, she also had to save Vice President Qin's face a little.
Qin Zhen saw her expression and knew she couldn't refuse. Since they were under the same roof, there was no way to refuse such a thing. She just felt her burden suddenly increase. Not only did she have to teach her and help her manage the company, but she also had to look after her and keep an eye on her. Yesterday, under her pitiful offensive, she unexpectedly added a task of sleeping together during thunderstorms. As a result, today came another one: eating together.
She had no idea her new boss would keep her so busy. But after some thought, she realized that no matter which point it was, she didn't feel any resistance in her heart.
She didn't understand why this person who had suddenly burst into her world could end up staying by her side so naturally, leaving her unable to find a reason to drive her away or refuse her? She was even reluctant to refuse her, or perhaps reluctant to refuse her good intentions.
She pondered for a moment and thought it was likely because young people nowadays were relatively cute and likable, which was why Wen Shixue made her so reluctant to refuse.
Vice President Qin: Hmm, yes, that must be it.
So she agreed just like that: "Okay, it's up to you."
The rule of the corporate slave: The boss is always right.
Wen Shixue immediately seized upon her words: "Is it really up to me?"
Qin Zhen suddenly felt a bad premonition.
Sure enough, Wen Shixue said excitedly: "Then let's fill the refrigerator with cola!"
Qin Zhen: "..."
The impartial Vice President Qin: "No." She added, "Drinking too much isn't good."
If she really let her fill the entire refrigerator, she would definitely drink cola like water.
Can't spoil the child. Vice President Qin thought thus.
Wen Shixue had a look that said "I knew it": "Heh, Qin Zhen's mouth, a deceiving ghost!"
Qin Zhen rarely saw her thwarted. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she said calmly, "Eat properly."
...
On Monday, as soon as Wen Shixue arrived at the company, she met with several employees from the Design Department. The evaluations she received about Du Xianyu were, without exception, all good. Even the sensitive Tao Wanwan said he was good—and also called him a 'salted fish'.
As someone focused on building her career, Wen Shixue felt it was necessary to meet Du Xianyu herself and see just how unambitious he was about positions.
Inside the office, the refined and courteous Du Xianyu sat stiffly on the other side of the desk.
Wen Shixue put down the pen in her hand: "I won't beat around the bush, Assistant Du. I plan to promote you to Head of the Design Department. What do you think?"
Although Du Xianyu had already guessed it was about this matter, upon hearing it firsthand, he still couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, a hint of resistance subtly showing in his expression.
Wen Shixue keenly caught this, raised an eyebrow, and half-jokingly said, "Other people are happy about promotions and raises. Why are you so reluctant? Is my position as Head of the Design Department not worthy?"
Hearing this, Du Xianyu immediately straightened up, his posture proper and upright. His straightforward nature made him speak his mind directly: "President Wen, I'm very happy that you value my work ability. But honestly, I don't really like dealing with— no, facing superiors."
"As an assistant, my direct superior is just one department head. If I become a department head, I'll have to face more than one—there's you, Vice President Qin, and possibly Chairman Wen in the future. I'm straightforward and afraid of trouble. What if I say something wrong and upset you... Just thinking about it gives me a headache."
From the day he entered the workplace, he disliked dealing with too many senior executives. He was straightforward and didn't have Jiang Lei's smooth way of talking. He was afraid he might offend someone with a blunt remark one day. Moreover, dealing with one department head was simple, but dealing with two presidents and a chairman was not. This was completely troublesome. As a qualified 'salted fish', he felt it was better to just lie flat.
Wen Shixue rested her chin in her hand: "You don't have any dreams of promotion and a raise?"
Du Xianyu pushed up his glasses: "Yes, the dream of getting a raise without getting promoted."
Wen Shixue suddenly understood: "Oh, so that's the dream. Don't worry, this dream can still be realized."
Du Xianyu looked at her in surprise.
Wen Shixue: "Just dream about this when you go back tonight." She then enthusiastically encouraged him, "Keep it up, Assistant Du, you can definitely dream it. If not today, then continue tomorrow. Life values persistence, don't give up easily!"
Du Xianyu: ???
How come she doesn't look like a proper CEO at all???
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