Chapter 31: The Guy Named Ke Is Acting Up Again Today

In the meeting, Jiang Lai witnessed the commanding presence of those in power.

Ke Zhongyu merely set the tender document on the table, his gaze darkening—not a single word—and the people below didn't even dare to breathe heavily.

After passing around and reviewing the errors in the tender document, everyone broke out in cold sweat; they truly hadn't noticed such minute errors.

Ke Zhongyu: "If you don't pay attention now, when the audit comes you'll all have to compare every single word one by one."

"President Ke, we'll go down and fix it right away."

"Fix it right here." Ke Zhongyu tapped the table with his fingers again, like two hammers pounding into everyone's hearts—no one dared to get angry or speak up.

Ke Zhongyu simply watched them make the corrections, and Jiang Lai and the other secretaries had to stand by and be attentive—when President Ke checked his watch, they had to urge the people below; when President Ke tugged his tie, they had to bring him water.

Jiang Lai wasn't yet proficient; she watched from the side the whole time, and occasionally when she noticed problems in someone's revised content, she couldn't help but point them out.

Instantly, everyone looked over.

Ke Zhongyu lifted his chin slightly: "What?"

"Based on this data, it's impossible to derive this result, and besides, this data… doesn't seem right, does it?" After Jiang Lai finished speaking, the person next to her scolded her for knowing nothing—the database had this exact figure registered.

Jiang Lai: "Then the database is wrong."

This meant someone had falsified the registration, and the things involved behind that were far more numerous.

Who didn't know that President Ke had been investigating this area in recent years.

"Secretary Jiang, you came from administration—how many days have you been a secretary? Secretary Cen and Secretary Guan wouldn't dare point fingers at the tender document, and you…"

"Hm?" Ke Zhongyu shot a sharp glance over, and that person immediately shut up, going on and on about how a secretary like Jiang Lai could possibly know anything.

"What would she know?" Ke Zhongyu's gaze swept over them one by one. "Every error up there was circled by Jiang Lai—and you still have the nerve to talk!"

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Lai thought to herself: this was bad—she was going to be hated now.

"What are you looking at her for—go check!" Ke Zhongyu stood up. "Give me the results before you get off work."

Ke Zhongyu passed by Jiang Lai's side: "Follow me."

In the conference room, someone wondered: "Who exactly is this Secretary Jiang? President Ke keeps her by his side every step of the way and trusts her so much."

"Who knows. She was brought in by Xu Rong, worked quietly in an administrative role for four years, and suddenly surfaced."

"Don't tell me she and President Ke…"

"Manager, watch your words," Secretary Cen kindly reminded. "Secretary Jiang already has a family, and President Ke has been single for two years—a speculation like that could ruin people."

They went out.

Secretary Guan was surprised: "Are we and Secretary Jiang even in the same position? She seems like she does technical work."

Secretary Cen gave a slight shrug: "I don't know—maybe you can go ask Assistant Zhou."

"Right, Zhou Zhou always looks sharp." Secretary Guan nodded solemnly.

Back at the office, they saw that Jiang Lai had gotten a new phone and was happy about it, but then discovered it wasn't a gift from President Ke.

"Why aren't you using the one President Ke gave you? It's 1T."

Jiang Lai: "I don't need that much storage."

The new phone she bought was one she'd specifically chosen with 512G—it felt like more than enough.

The phone was still transferring data; inside were many photos, all of dishes Jiang Lai had cooked herself.

Secretary Guan watched from the side, her mouth watering.

"Secretary Jiang, you made all of these?"

Jiang Lai stared at the photos on the screen and nodded.

They were all dishes she had made according to Shen Xun's taste, and every time she finished cooking she would send them to Shen Xun.

She had never deleted a single one.

Four years of breakfasts and dinners—nearly four thousand photos.

She suddenly tapped pause.

"What's wrong?" Secretary Guan asked.

"These photos are useless now." Jiang Lai canceled all the transfers and started deleting things on the old phone.

The most chat history was with Shen Xun.

The most in the photo gallery was the meals she'd made for Shen Xun.

The people in her contacts were almost all connected to Shen Xun.

Everything else—there wasn't much.

The contents of the phone weren't a lot, but weren't few either—yet they were all connected to Shen Xun; there was rarely anything related to herself.

Jiang Lai didn't plan to transfer anything more. She shut down the old phone and put it in a drawer.

On the new phone, she added the contacts for Secretary Cen, Secretary Guan, and Assistant Zhou, and also joined two group chats.

【President Ke's Secretary Dream Team】—a five-person work group.

【The Guy Named Ke Is Acting Up Again (4)】—a four-person group without the boss.

Secretary Cen said it had originally just been the three of them—her, Secretary Guan, and Assistant Zhou—and the group name wasn't this; it was only changed right before pulling her in.

Jiang Lai looked at "The Guy Named Ke Is Acting Up Again" and almost couldn't hold back.

Her colleagues were interesting.

It was a different kind of interesting from her experimental data—that kind carried the joy of realizing self-worth, while this kind was the pure stuff of life.

Secretary Guan reminded her: "Shh, hide it better—don't let President Ke see."

Secretary Cen added: "You're a subordinate—remember to proactively add the boss on WeChat. As for a greeting template, do you want me to send…"

She saw Jiang Lai add him in one second.

"…" Secretary Cen was momentarily speechless. "What strong initiative."

Jiang Lai interacted with people so little that she didn't know there were so many intricacies involved, and had already added him.

Secretary Cen: "Then President Ke might not approve..."

Jiang Lai's phone lit up.

【Shan Yu】: I've approved your friend verification request. We can start chatting now.

Secretary Cen gently patted her own mouth, then hurriedly picked up a mirror to check if her makeup was smudged.

Now she had the same doubt.

Who exactly was this Secretary Jiang?

Star Universe Technology was Lanchuang's rival, equivalent to the Ke Clan's rival. Jiang Lai was the wife of the rival company's president—why did President Ke pay so much attention to President Shen's wife?

Plain and simple corporate warfare?

President Ke's special proclivity?

Secretary Cen shook her head, making herself quickly cast those thoughts aside.

Jiang Lai was looking at her chat window with Ke Zhongyu. The other side kept showing "typing."

Jiang Lai: 【President Ke?】

In an instant, "typing" disappeared.

Ke Zhongyu never replied.

Jiang Lai was about to put her phone away when Shen Xun sent a message, telling her to remember to pick up his custom-made suit tonight—he needed to wear it to next week's tech expo, and there weren't many days left.

Not a single word about the evening banquet.

Jiang Lai didn't bring it up either. She said okay as usual, then called a delivery runner.

The suit shop didn't allow runners to pick up orders, worried something might go wrong en route—they would either have their own staff deliver it, or Jiang Lai would go pick it up in person as before.

Jiang Lai chose to have them deliver it. She forgot that they didn't have Shen Xun's address, so the suit was delivered to Shen Xun's company.

Before work was even over, Shen Xun called.

"Why didn't you deliver the suit?"

"It's not convenient for me to go to your company building." Jiang Lai found an excuse that Shen Xun seemingly couldn't refute.

But Shen Xun said, "Didn't you used to deliver dinner here often?"

Jiang Lai remembered a time she had delivered dinner there and overheard the receptionists at Star Universe Technology talking about her.

"President Shen's nanny is here delivering dinner again. It smells so good every time—wonder where she finds the food."

"Don't even think about it. Good nannies don't circulate on the market."

"But President Shen's nanny is way too young. She doesn't really look like a nanny."

"But President Shen said..."

After that, she was too far away to hear the rest, and didn't think much of it.