Chapter 1117

Another beautiful day ended, and He Minhong got off work happily.

Work had been going smoothly recently. The account she established herself had also started to have some followers, and the number of fans was growing every day. And most importantly, she could slack off at work to write her own articles, so she wasn't too exhausted. Every day, she felt like she was gaining something, and her life was very fulfilling.

Wearing loose and comfortable clothes and carrying a cloth bag, He Minhong walked out of the company.

Walking not far in front of her was her leader, Zhang Qian. Stepping in high heels, wearing a slim-fit small suit, and carrying a new Chanel bag, she walked with a *clack-clack-clack* and wiggled her hips, looking extremely seductive.

She followed Zhang Qian out and arrived at the roadside. She hadn't paid attention at first, but just as she was scanning a shared bike, she saw a black Audi S8 parked on the side of the road. She took a close look at the license plate and immediately wanted to run over to say hello.

But she saw Zhang Qian open the front passenger door. Before getting in, she looked left and right, just in time to see her running over.

Zhang Qian asked: "He Minhong, do you need something?"

"Ah... no, no."

"You're so clumsy. Be careful on your way back," Zhang Qian said, looking down on her a bit, but still giving a word of advice.

She didn't like He Minhong constantly nagging about how articles should have educational significance, and she didn't like this kind of person who couldn't even let out a fart after three strikes, but whose farts could choke her to death. However, she had changed quite a bit recently. Although the articles she wrote still weren't as topical or guiding as others', she was at least able to successfully complete the work she assigned, which saved her a lot of worry.

She waved her hand at He Minhong, then tossed her hair, turned sideways to get into the car, and reached out with her fair arm to *bang* shut the car door. Afterward, the car started, merged into the traffic, and drove away...

"I really can't stop getting angry at them all day. Just that one from before, so dim-witted, really..." Zhang Qian pulled down the sun visor on the passenger side and looked left and right in the makeup mirror, complaining to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan asked with a smile: "If I heard correctly, you just called her He Minhong? The 'min' from 'compassion', the 'hong' from 'wild goose'."

"Yeah, that's how she introduced herself. She's been working for me for half a year, and she's the most annoying one, but she's been better recently and has finally made some progress. Why?"

"She lives downstairs from me. She wanted to come over just now; she probably wanted to say hello."

Zhang Qian paused, turned her head, and said: "Is she very close to you?"

"You said she's been better recently; that's all because I taught her. Remember a while ago, there was someone named Song Li? Because your company was behind on manuscript fees, you told her to push it off. She was very troubled at the time, but later I gave her some guidance, and the matter was finally resolved without any big trouble. Otherwise, it would have been inevitable to drag out your misappropriation of funds, and you would definitely have been in danger."

Zhang Qian looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "You didn't do that on purpose, did you?"

"How could that be? Do you think I look like such a bored person? Is it worth it?" Wang Yan shook his head with a laugh, "It was only when I saw her just now that I knew you were her leader. It's really quite a coincidence."

"That's true, too." Zhang Qian nodded, then asked, "Then does she know what kind of person you are? I mean, your character?"

"You might as well be more direct. Does she know I'm lecherous and have a messy private life?"

"So she knows. Sigh..."

Zhang Qian reached out and patted Wang Yan, "My face is completely lost. I'm already thinking about how awkward it will be when we meet tomorrow."

"There's nothing awkward about it. Do you think your subordinates don't curse you on a daily basis? You're so beautiful, you dress both fashionably and expensively, and your makeup and styling are exquisite; how could no one talk about you? He Minhong knows what's what now; she shouldn't say much. I didn't see her just now to give you a buffer. When I see her later, I'll give her some instructions, and we'll just treat it as if nothing happened."

"You make it sound so easy. Can it really be 'nothing happened'? Now that she knows about me, how can I manage her in the future?"

"Didn't you also say she's been much better recently? She understands this much. Relax, would I harm you?" Wang Yan's hand landed on her leg.

"You really are a nemesis..." Zhang Qian rolled her eyes but didn't say anything else.

The car sped away to the restaurant, then sped away again to Zhang Qian's apartment.

Yes, after many friendly exchanges, the location had shifted. In Zhang Qian's words, the money wasted on hotels might as well be spent on her, so she wouldn't have to feel sorry for Wang Yan. Although the money spent on the room was also spent on her...

Seeing the car drive away, He Minhong felt a bit sad. She was sure that was Wang Yan's car because she had memorized the license plates of both of Wang Yan's cars. But besides sadness, she also felt quite gossipy and a bit confused; she couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

She curled her lips, went to scan a shared bike again, and after finishing dinner outside, she returned to Joyful Song.

Just as she reached the entrance of the complex, she saw a car parked on the side of the road outside. Zhu Zhe was getting out of the passenger seat, and a man in a casual suit in the driver's seat quickly got out, ran to the back, and took something out.

"Ha..."

A sudden sound in her ear made He Minhong shiver. She looked at Yu Chuhui beside her with dissatisfaction: "Annoying, don't you know that scaring people can scare them to death?"

"Who told you to be so lost in your gossip?" Yu Chuhui put her arm around He Minhong's shoulder, "This guy looks okay."

"You can't judge a book by its cover. What's the use of looking okay?"

"Your mouth is just poisonous."

"I'm stating facts. Besides, I'm much worse than you, okay? You're the one with the sharp tongue and the endless stream of vicious words."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Hmph." He Minhong despised Yu Chuhui for not being ashamed but instead feeling proud.

But this was just a joke; it seemed that the two of them insulting each other had become a habit. If they didn't insult each other for a day, they felt something was missing.

At this moment, Zhu Zhe and the man walked over carrying some things.

"What a coincidence, meeting at the entrance," Zhu Zhe laughed, "Let me introduce you. These are my roommates, He Minhong and Yu Chuhui. This is an old friend of mine, Qi Mu."

Qi Mu was the person who got He Minhong pregnant in the original story, wanted to trick He Minhong into marriage, and wanted He to take care of his demented mother. The evaluation of the character in the show was that Qi Mu was a very filial person. And he was indeed quite filial; after all, it was hard to arrange care for a demented elderly person, and he had taken care of her quite well, doing his best. And he had persistently wanted to find a woman to take care of her; he was truly dedicated.

Qi Mu nodded at them with a smile and looked specifically at He Minhong. He said: "Hello, everyone. I've known her since I graduated from university; we're old acquaintances. I just returned to Shanghai for work, and everything else has changed, but only Zhu Zhe recognizes me as an old friend. That's Little He and Little Yu, right? Come, let's add each other on WeChat; we can consider ourselves acquainted. 'Strangers at first, friends at second'; we're all from out of town, so we rely on this way to make friends."

After speaking, he took out his phone and quickly brought up the QR code.

Before He Minhong could speak, Yu Chuhui saw his action and laughed: "Don't bother. Just have Sister Zhu push your contact to us later. Are these Sister Zhu's things? We'll help her carry them. He Minhong?"

"Oh, okay." He Minhong was digging for her phone in her bag, and upon hearing this, she went up to help carry things.

Yu Chuhui didn't stay empty-handed either. She took the things and said: "Then we'll go back first, Sister Zhu."

"I'll go with you," Zhu Zhe greeted, then turned to Qi Mu beside her and said, "I'll go first, Qi Mu. Goodbye."

"Okay, you have two helpers here, so I don't have a chance to show off. Then I won't disturb you; let's meet again when we have time."

Zhu Zhe waved at Qi Mu with a smile, then entered the complex with Yu Chuhui and He Minhong.

Qi Mu silently watched the backs of the three women for a while before getting into the car and leaving...

"Sister Zhu, are you interested?" Yu Chuhui asked.

"Don't talk nonsense. We just know each other. If you want to call us friends, there's no deep friendship," Zhu Zhe shook her head.

"Then I can rest assured and speak ill of him behind his back." Yu Chuhui looked at the pouting He Minhong and said irritably, "What are you pouting for? Don't you talk about people behind their backs? 'Social butterfly', 'old cucumber'—weren't those your words?"

"Oh my..." He Minhong was both angry and embarrassed, and she stomped her feet, "Why can't you just stop?"

"I won't stop," Yu Chuhui smiled triumphantly, "Didn't you notice the look Qi Mu gave you just now? Like a wolf, treating you like a little white rabbit."

"How come I didn't notice?"

"You're a fool; what could you possibly notice? At the very least, couldn't you compare him to Wang Yan? How comfortable is the look in his eyes? Upright and peaceful. Now think about Qi Mu's. And, look at how fast his hand speed was just now; he pulled up the QR code in a flash, not giving us any chance to refuse. It was only because I'm thick-skinned that I directly changed the subject. Otherwise, if we had really added him, it would have been hard to deal with."

He Minhong recalled seriously: "Now that you put it that way, it really is true. But Brother Yan is a very impressive person; it's normal that this guy can't compare."

"It's normal that he can't compare, but having bad intentions isn't normal." Yu Chuhui rolled her eyes at He Minhong. She admitted that He Minhong had made progress, but it wasn't enough. She really didn't know how Wang Yan had the patience to correct He Minhong's bad habits, but she was grateful to Wang Yan...

"Honghong, Ah Chu is right. This Qi Mu... when I first graduated and started working, I was a small supervisor at a hotel, and his company had a cooperative relationship with our hotel, so we got to know each other. Four years ago, he was transferred to Shenzhen for work, but a few days ago, we bumped into each other at the hotel. We weren't very close; it was just a normal working relationship. That day, everyone was very polite and exchanged business cards.

I thought that was it, but I didn't expect to receive a bouquet of flowers this morning, along with a phone call inviting me to dinner. This person is arrogant yet delicate in his actions. If he were sending flowers normally, he certainly wouldn't send me roses, which easily lead to misunderstandings. During the meal, he kept probing into my background. I bluffed him, saying out of nowhere that I knew he was already married and had children in Shenzhen.

He was quite straightforward and laid his cards on the table, saying that he was successful in his career but had been divorced for a year, and the child was with his ex-wife. Then he asked me to help him find a new partner for remarriage. I feel like he seems very anxious to get married, and given his conditions, his requirements for a remarriage partner aren't high, but I can't put my finger on why.

Originally, when he sent me roses, I thought he had some ideas about me, but after I mentioned Shenzhen, he immediately changed his tune. This shows that he was indeed aiming for me, but there must be some problems in Shenzhen, so he wisely shifted his target.

Just now at the entrance of the complex, we met the two of you, and after only one sentence, he wanted to add your WeChat to get to know you, which I didn't expect; he didn't do that before. I didn't see the 'big bad wolf' look Ah Chu mentioned, but I have a feeling his motives aren't pure, which makes me feel a bit nauseous; his purpose is too strong. So Ah Chu, you refused well; otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to say."

Zhu Zhe explained her history with Qi Mu from beginning to end and expressed her opinion.

Yu Chuhui said: "If you look at it that way, he will definitely find Sister Zhu later to add our WeChat, or just He Minhong's. Although normally, if a man takes a fancy to a female friend's female friend and wants to develop something, he would ask someone, but basically, he would ask in private at the first opportunity.

If this Qi Mu has ulterior motives, he will definitely put it off for ten days or eight days, then chat with Sister Zhu again, as if mentioning it inadvertently, to ask for our contact information. Even more, he might pretend to pass by and run into us outside our complex and ask for our contact information directly to our faces."

He Minhong's mind was clear. She had already realized the fact that among the five women on the 22nd floor, she was the most useless. Having been trained by Wang Yan for a long time, she had the brains to distinguish and accept things.

She sighed and said: "Human hearts are really complex. I've become a little white rabbit..."

"You didn't become a little white rabbit; you *are* a little white rabbit," Yu Chuhui teased.

Glaring at Yu Chuhui, He Minhong didn't fight back; she really lacked a lot.

As everyone chatted like this, they approached Building 8 and waited for the elevator. The elevator doors opened and closed, and they saw Ye Zhenzhen yawning inside, leading to another round of laughter and teasing.

When they reached the 22nd floor, He Minhong said "Ah": "By the way, when I got off work today, I saw Brother Yan outside our company. And... I also saw our editor-in-chief get into his car."

In an instant, the atmosphere went quiet. Everyone stopped walking and looked at He Minhong.

After a brief silence, Yu Chuhui said: "Wow, this news is very explosive. We always said he was a 'scumbag' before, but we never saw who he was being a scumbag to. This time, there's someone."

Zhu Zhe silently glanced at Ye Zhenzhen, who asked: "What's your editor-in-chief's name? Is she pretty?"

"Zhang Qian. She's quite pretty, her dress and style are very good, and there's a Baidu entry for her online," He Minhong said. "At the time, I wanted to go over and say hello to Brother Yan, but when I saw Zhang Qian open the passenger door, I didn't go. But Zhang Qian saw me at the time and even called my name loudly. Brother Yan couldn't have not heard..."

He Minhong couldn't help but pout, feeling aggrieved...

Yu Chuhui looked down on her: "Are you stupid? That's your editor-in-chief, and he already said he's not a good person. How awkward would that be in that situation? Of course, he certainly wouldn't be awkward, but he has to consider your editor-in-chief, and he has to consider you. Just wait; tomorrow at work, you'll feel that something is wrong with your editor-in-chief. He definitely won't hide it. He'll have to find you tomorrow night when you get back to talk to you properly.

It's really great. You'll have it easy at your company from now on. With this situation, you can make money even without working. Tsk tsk, it's really enviable."

"Really?" He Minhong looked at Zhu Zhe with uncertainty.

Zhu Zhe smiled and nodded: "Just be the same as usual tomorrow; don't say anything."

"Damn scumbag, his taste is really not bad," Ye Zhenzhen said, looking at her phone, speaking with a sense of gritting her teeth...

So everyone went to appreciate the wavy-haired woman's beauty together and gathered to condemn Wang Yan...