Chapter 1000: Taking It Again

After scolding Mei Ping, Miss Wang lost her spirit again and lay sadly on the table, "I remember when you came to Number 27 to pick me up for dinner on Huanghe Road, you told me then that Mei Ping had schemes and said it was for my own good, but I was very impatient and didn't listen. Now that I think about it, I was really too stupid."

After hearing Miss Wang explain the ins and outs, Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh. Before, she hadn't worn the pearl earrings A-Bao gave her, and Wang Yan thought she had already handed them in, but in fact, she had forgotten and put them in the desk drawer. She flipped through it every day and flipped them to the inside. She was also hot-headed and didn't remember for a while.

As a result, the plot returned to its original trajectory. On this point, Ling Hong must take out the purchase order; it was no longer a matter of whether Wang Yan wanted to or not. Because if Ling Hong didn't take out the purchase order, the price of that pair of pearl earrings would be twenty-six thousand. Twenty-six thousand in '93, Miss Wang receiving a disciplinary action was light; if it wasn't handled well, she might have to go to jail. The nature was different.

"This is what you said yourself, I didn't say 'I told you so'."

"Then aren't you saying it now? And you're still laughing?"

"Then I can't cry, right? I'll call Lingzi and the others and tell Ling Hong to find the purchase order no matter what, otherwise your trouble won't be small."

Wang Yan smiled and picked up the big brother phone, called Night Tokyo, and explained the seriousness of the matter.

After hanging up the phone, he said with a smile: "I just came from Number 27, wanted to find you, but Mei Ping said you left, so I went to find Section Chief Jin to understand the situation..."

"Humph, my master is really something, not protecting me at all."

"You've wronged Section Chief Jin here. She is a leader first, and your master second. When someone reports a problem, she can't ignore it. If she protected you, you two would be leaving work early together now; you have to avoid suspicion."

"Can I not know? But I'm just not convinced."

Wang Yan shook his head and turned to say: "Mei Ping looked for me when I left Number 27."

"What did she look for you for?"

"Said she wanted to handle Shanghai Hongyun's business and guaranteed she could do it well."

"My business hasn't been handled yet, and she's in such a hurry?"

"I told her I had already communicated with Section Chief Jin, and these things are arranged by Section Chief Jin. Then I was about to leave when I got in the car, and she called me back and said..."

After hearing Wang Yan's words, Miss Wang slapped the table angrily again: "How did I not see before that Mei Ping was such a person? She..."

After scolding Mei Ping angrily again, Miss Wang lost her spirit: "But you must not talk to our leaders, otherwise what will people think of me? What will they think of you? I made friends carelessly, but I can't bully others by relying on power."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and said: "Don't worry, people like Mei Ping won't go far, and it won't be easy for her in the future."

"What's not easy about it? It's not like someone will point at her nose and scold her. Everyone is superficially harmonious and doesn't offend anyone. As for what is said behind their backs, Mei Ping won't care."

"Hmm, this remark shows progress. I still remember your expression when you said it was impossible for Mei Ping to harm you; that was really sincere."

"You're still talking, I'll hit you!"

Miss Wang gritted her teeth and swung her fists...

"Miss Wang, I understand what's going on. This kind of villain is like a piece of gum, not even wanting their face. We are good people, no need to bother with this kind of person. If you ask me, you shouldn't be suffering at Number 27. After this incident, your promotion is gone, and staying there will only lead to discussion. Now everyone talks about going into business; Boss Wang is right here, and it will definitely be better than staying at Number 27 in the future."

In the pork chop rice cake shop on a rainy night, the owner came to serve the food and stood by, saying so.

Wang Yan clapped his hands and followed up: "The owner is right, we won't suffer this anger, come work with me, I'll give you shares."

"No, if I do it, I'll do it from scratch myself, I won't go to your company." Miss Wang pouted, still unhappy, and gave Wang Yan another hit. Because she thought of "being kept," thought of Little Jiangxi, thought of Betty in Hong Kong, thought of Li Li...

"Then it's impossible for me to watch you have a hard time; I'll definitely help you openly or secretly. Going to work at my company isn't the same thing?"

Miss Wang was silent, because what Wang Yan said was the truth. And although she didn't have a specific concept of Wang Yan's energy, it was very powerful anyway. She worked in the government and was also involved with Shanghai Hongyun, so she knew very well Wang Yan's weight there. And Wang Yan had so many industries that looked very good, so helping her was really too easy, and she really didn't know.

"Oh..." Miss Wang waved her hand irritably, "Let's get through the present first. I don't know what the final result will be. And they want me to write a self-criticism, it's really annoying. I made a mistake, but at most it's a small negligence, no need to raise it to such a high level, right?"

"Organizational procedures, organizational rules, if they tell you to write, you write; you can't do anything with a belly full of complaints." Seeing her glare at him, Wang Yan smiled, "Eat first, I'll dictate it for you later, no need for you to rack your brains."

"That's more like it." Miss Wang rolled her eyes at Wang Yan, took a plate of pork chops, and started eating.

"You've been sitting here for several hours, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Hungry again, can't I?"

Wang Yan shook his head and ate pork chop rice cakes with Miss Wang, listening to Miss Wang's various mutterings about today's events. Besides scolding Mei Ping, she was scolding the people in the Organization Department...

After eating a meal of pork chop rice cakes like this, Wang Yan stood up and said: "Let's go."

"Where to? Don't I still have to write a self-criticism?"

"Go to my place, paper and pen are complete, and the table is especially spacious, enough for you to display your skills."

Miss Wang looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "I warn you, don't have any crooked thoughts."

"What are you saying, look at the owner's eyes looking at us?"

Meeting the owner's ambiguous eyes, Miss Wang blushed, put on her small bag: "Let's go, just go take a look. Tao Tao and the others all say your house is good, I haven't seen it yet."

"Let's go."

Wang Yan laughed and ran out to drive first. After Miss Wang got in the car, he broke through the rain curtain and drove toward the familiar Julu Road.

This was the peak time for getting off work, the heavy rain darkened the sky, people unprepared were running, and people prepared were secretly happy. Car owners who were anxious as soon as they got in the car kept honking their horns, a very lively scene.

Miss Wang hugged her arms, her head resting on the car window that was cold due to the rain, suppressing the panic in her heart. Heavy rain, night, going to a man's house, although very familiar, familiar to the point of kissing and stroking, but she couldn't help but resist. In the resistance, she couldn't help but look forward to it.

She was very contradictory, longing and afraid. All she could think about was her past with Wang Yan. Of course, Betty, Li Li, and Little Jiangxi were still indispensable. She was thinking about whether it was worth it, whether she really wanted to make up her mind, and she was struggling with herself.

So much so that she didn't have the heart to worry about what happened today...

Just when her mind was full of mush from wild thoughts, Wang Yan stopped the car and looked at her with a smile: "Here, get off."

"Uh..."

"Scared? Can I eat you?"

"You're the one who's scared."

Miss Wang hummed, opened the car door decisively, got out, ran a few steps with Wang Yan, and entered the house.

After looking around the house, looking here and there, pulling out a few books to flip through, she finally sat on the comfortable sofa and swayed.

"Your renovation is really good, looks especially comfortable. Didn't expect you, a big man, to keep the house so clean."

"Specially found someone to clean regularly."

"What about these books? Have you read them all?"

"Flipped through more than half. No matter when, you can't be without culture; you can't stop learning and progressing. I have so many industries, and I don't understand many things. Once I don't understand, I'll be cheated by my subordinates. Just to prevent them from cheating me, I have to learn more."

Wang Yan smiled and flipped out paper and pen, placed them on the large table by the window: "Come, hurry up and write, the sooner you finish, the sooner it's done."

"Oh, not even letting people drink water."

Wang Yan threw a bottle of mineral water over, Miss Wang caught it and looked at the brand: "Mount Zhangbai? New release?"

"A friend sent it to me, it will be on the market in a while."

At this time, obviously, nothing that spoils the scenery can be said.

Mount Zhangbai mineral water was the first batch made by Betty after these few months, and she sent a pile over for him to take a look. Mineral water, nothing to look at, as long as it's clean, it's enough, the rest is hype.

Wang Yan had already told Betty the advertising slogan, which was "We don't produce water, we are just porters of nature," "Mount Zhangbai, a bit sweet." It must be said that the power of these two sentences was too great, a proper marketing model...

Miss Wang didn't care, opened it and took a sip, didn't feel anything different, and then reluctantly came over to sit in the chair, let out a long breath, picked up the pen, as if it were costing her life: "You dictate."

Miss Wang was not a player who was good at dealing with work; she was serious. Just like writing a self-criticism with Uncle Ye in the original story, it was the same now that it was Wang Yan. For some points where she admitted her mistakes, Miss Wang was always unconvinced and always wanted to argue with Wang Yan.

Such a simple self-criticism actually took until ten o'clock.

Finally finished writing the self-criticism, Miss Wang folded it into three and stuffed it into her small bag, stretched, and yawned: "Finally finished, didn't expect you've never worked in the government, yet you're so familiar with these things."

"I've read various government announcements, issued documents, and leaders' quotations; they are basically the same. Look, this is the benefit of reading more."

Wang Yan looked at her with a smile.

Miss Wang said: "Yes, yes, you read more, you're amazing. It's getting late, send me back, otherwise my parents will be worried."

"I have plenty of space here, it's so late, and the rain hasn't stopped, there's bedding, just make do for one night. You call them and say so, that's it."

"No... um..."

While speaking, Wang Yan had already walked to Miss Wang, held her, sat on the soft and comfortable sofa, and kissed her.

After a long time, Miss Wang, whose cheeks were red again, gasped for air, gave Wang Yan a pink fist with all her might: "I knew you had no good intentions."

"But you still came."

"Wait, let me make a phone call first." Miss Wang patted away Wang Yan's hand that was attacking again.

Making a phone call was just a matter of a few words. Miss Wang simply dealt with her father's questioning, using the excuse that the rain was too heavy to walk and she was staying at a friend's house for the night, then hung up the phone, and threw Wang Yan's big brother phone to the side.

"Is there a problem now?"

"If you treat me badly in the future, I will kill you."

"Already treated you very badly, how can I treat you badly again." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "Calculate carefully, we've known each other for three years, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"Don't know, I thought you were a good person before, but later I found out you were someone who should be shot. At that time, I wanted to be cruel and not contact you, but I couldn't bear it, and later I couldn't bear it more and more, it's all your fault."

"Right, it's all my fault."

While speaking, Wang Yan held the disheveled Miss Wang, stood up, and walked up the stairs...

The heavy rain still hadn't stopped, the rain blurred the windows, the indoor lights shone on the glass, the flowing water droplets reflected the beautiful woman on the big bed who was tightly hugging the man's neck, frowning and humming softly.

The rain was heavier, with thunder and lightning from time to time, the rain fell on the ground, melted into the soil, gathered into a stream, and would eventually flow into the sea, a vast ocean, it was really a big rain...

High-end ingredients often only need the simplest cooking methods, but old hen soup really doesn't work.

Wang Yan didn't know how many times he had woken up on a morning locked for a woman, moved his arm, pried open her legs, got up to go to the morning market, carefully selected an energetic old hen, supplemented it with ginseng and other herbs, and after several hours of simmering, it finally became a nourishing delicacy.

Miss Wang, who was really tired, hurt, and happy, was awakened by the fragrance of chicken soup. Breathing in the fragrance with the tip of her nose, Miss Wang finally woke up from the chaos.

She hugged the quilt, felt the strangeness of her body, and stared blankly at the ceiling. After thinking about many messy things, she put on the clothes that had been tidied up by Wang Yan one by one and went downstairs.

As soon as she came down, she saw Wang Yan sitting on the sofa wearing big shorts, bare-chested, with his legs crossed, smoking and reading a book.

She seemed to walk over naturally to take a bottle of mineral water to drink, and asked very casually: "What are you making, so fragrant?"

"Old hen soup."

"Um... is it the ancestral chicken soup you told me about before?" Miss Wang remembered the past, immediately frowned, and looked at Wang Yan irritably, "Good, you had no good intentions at that time, laying the groundwork for so long."

"How is that at that time, I was moved by lust, and from the first time I saw you at the pork chop rice cake shop, I thought, this woman must be married back to be my wife in the future."

"Humph, now it's become being kept." Miss Wang wasn't satisfied with just saying that, and the mineral water bottle in her hand was thrown over.

"Fate, none of us expected today. When everything happens, you have to learn to face it, learn to accept it. Like Mei Ping's backstabbing, and also like us..."

"Not allowed to say!"

Wang Yan shrugged, stood up with a smile, supported Miss Wang's shoulders, and sat her down at the dining table: "Sit down, dinner is served."

"I'm going to be late for work."

"Do you still have a job now? I've already called Section Chief Jin, you can go over in the afternoon, hand in the self-criticism, and chat with the Organization Department."

"Still chatting?"

"If you don't solve the matter clearly, you'll have to chat every day. I'll go to Night Tokyo in the afternoon to see if Ling Hong's purchase order has been found. If it's not found, I'll think of a way first; the disciplinary action doesn't matter, but you can't really go to jail."

"Wait." Miss Wang suddenly spoke, "Then you called my master to ask for leave, wouldn't my master know that we are together? We have regulations that we can't be with people who have entanglements, so wouldn't I be unable to stay at Number 27 even if I got my innocence?"

"It's that you can't get married."

Wang Yan only said half of it, but Miss Wang understood the following words very well, and immediately glared at Wang Yan irritably again.

"Don't look at me like that, it's better that you don't work at Number 27. Think about it, if you work there, I can't give you anything. But I should be taken to be shot, so only money can compensate you for a part. If you leave Number 27, you can buy whatever you like in the future? Don't save money for me, spend my money fiercely, spend me poor."

"I don't want to, wouldn't that really become being kept by you? I'm not Little Jiangxi, I want to do things myself."

"Then isn't that going back to the beginning? Isn't it all the same? If you like clothing, go to Shanghai Hongyun. If you like sports clubs, go manage the sports club. If you like something else, I'll pay for you to open a company. How good. Not using resources is the stupidest thing, understand?"

"I'm hungry."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, stopped talking nonsense, turned and went into the kitchen, and besides the chicken soup, stir-fried two other dishes, and then ate with Miss Wang.

"Hmm~" Miss Wang sipped the chicken soup and nodded repeatedly, "Don't say, your chicken soup is really good. Your ancestors are really good..."

"I thank you."

"Complimenting you."

"Then thank you too."

Miss Wang laughed foolishly, then said: "But I still love eating pork chop rice cakes the most."

"I also love eating pork chop rice cakes."

The two looked at each other and smiled...

Obviously, Miss Wang didn't perform as naturally as she showed. A good big girl, who became a woman overnight, always has a lot of embarrassment. Especially since the object was someone like Wang Yan who should be shot, Miss Wang, who had just lost something, was actually very insecure.

Her face was always blushing, but she pretended to be natural and laughed and scolded, which was really awkward. But everything found the answer in this sentence of pork chop rice cakes.

Wang Yan really loved eating pork chop rice cakes... ===== CHAPTER 1001 =====