My Little Sweet Wife Chapter 272 - Xian Zihao Is Finally Here II

Chapter 272 - Xian Zihao Is Finally Here II

Jiang Ruolan returned to the company with an embarra.s.sed face. She vowed that she would never go on a blind date again. Someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder and said, "Little Jiang, Chief Editor Wan is looking for you. He is in the Department of Commerce."

Jiang Ruolan nodded and went straight to the Department of Commerce. Who knew that when she had just entered the office, Wan Shoushan immediately handed her a form?

"You worked in H City's Fengyu Media for half a year?" he asked.

"That's right, what's wrong?" Jiang Ruolan was a little puzzled by his prominent question.

"I asked a friend to look into your work in Fengyu Media. I heard you were the Department of Commerce editor, and they seemed to have a good impression of you. Would you rather work in the Entertainment Department or the Department of Commerce? If it's the Department of Commerce, then there's a vacancy here for an editor. The tasks in this section are quite difficult, and not just ordinary people can do. However, I still really trust you."

"But I just returned to the company." Jiang Ruolan brushed a strand of hair behind her ear embarra.s.sedly.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you think you are competent, I will arrange an interns.h.i.+p for you. Although you are doing well in the Entertainment Department, but I feel you don't fit with that job. Why don't you return to your original post?"

"What is Brother Wan talking about? Actually, I am satisfied with this job."

Wan Shoushan ignored her and gave her another doc.u.ment, "Tomorrow morning at the center of the city, the leaders of all the large enterprises in the country will meet. Our company was invited there and allowed to take pictures but with the condition, all the tasks should be done without interrupting them. They are all big names in the business world, you can't mess with them."

With that, Wan Shoushan stuffed the doc.u.ment into Jiang Ruolan's hands, "Do your job well. If the recording and press release are done well, you will definitely return to your original position quickly."

Jiang Ruolan took the doc.u.ments and hugged them to her chest. She smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Wan. You had helped promote me two years ago, and now I still have to depend on you again. I am very grateful."

"There's no need for that. Go back to your work. Remember not to make any mistakes tomorrow and not to speak carelessly. Those few leaders are all from important provinces and cities. We can't afford to offend them."

Jiang Ruolan nodded, then paused and asked, "Are the leaders from H City also taking part in the meeting?"

Wan Shoushan glanced at her. "H City?" He thought for a moment. "I have asked the staff there, and I think they have two meetings. The party from H City will come next week, so they shouldn't be here tomorrow. Why?"

"Nothing, I'm just asking." Jiang Ruolan smiled and left the office with the stack of doc.u.ments in her arms.

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The next day Jiang Ruolan went to the Garden Tech Zone with Sister Pan Yun from the Department of Commerce.

Garden Tech Zone was a well-known entertainment club in F City. Under normal circ.u.mstances, those without status wouldn't be able to take a step inside. However, because they were special reporters from the city newspaper company, the security guards at the front door had to carefully check their work permits, ID cards and scan their bodies before finally allowing them to pa.s.s.

"It seems that these people aren't ordinary people today. Normally, when I came here for an interview, those security guards would recognize me and let me in easily. But look today, the security at this club is very strict. It seemed that these leaders are all from a pretty strong background. Ruolan, you can help me record this press conference later. I need to ask some questions first, so don't interrupt me." Sister Pan Yun was an old employee in the business department, and she used to treat Jiang Ruolan like a child and a beginner.

Jiang Ruolan didn't like to show off her edge, so she smiled and said, "Sure."

Under the guidance of staff members, they were able to find out that some of the leaders were in the reception room at the end of the corridor. However, when Jiang Ruolan was about to follow Sister Pan Yun, suddenly, a person hurried out and stuffed a folder into her hands.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. "This is …?"

"I am the secretary to CEO Shen. Later, he may ask you to send these files. I suddenly have a stomach ache and need to rush to the toilet. Are you a journalist? Since you have nothing to do here, I have to trouble you to send these files later. Thank you, and I'm sorry that I have to trouble you." After saying that, the man clutched his stomach with a pained expression as he frantically ran out of the room.

Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched as she exchanged a glance with Sister Pan Yun. Sister Pan Yue smiled at her. "Just send these files first. It's not like these bosses will eat you. Just wait here. I'll go in and interview first. You can come inside once you finish the task."

Jiang Ruolan could only nod. She looked down and saw that these files were a business statistics file. No wonder the man was so confident that a stranger like her could help him. But this secretary was really sloppy.

Soon, someone was looking for the secretary. Jiang Ruolan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you looking for these files?"

The man looked at her a little and nodded. She explained the reason behind the exchange. The man examined her a few more times before cautiously allowing her to pa.s.s.

"Go inside and please watch your words."

Jiang Ruolan nodded and the moment she walked into the reception room, the person beside her pointed out, "CEO Shen is over there, in the third chair on the left."

When Jiang Ruolan walked towards him, she stopped for a moment after taking two steps. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar man sitting in a leather chair to her right.

That man quietly sat there, wearing a white casual s.h.i.+rt. His figure was as slender and tall as in her memories. His exquisite facial features were sharp as a piece of wood.

After not seeing Xian Zihao for nearly a month, Jiang Ruolan was suddenly shocked to see him. Her steps paused abruptly for two seconds. However, his gaze was not on her. Instead, he was talking to a similarly well-dressed man. They both seemed to be having a happy conversation.

His smile was still as soft as ever, as if nothing had happened. It was as if he was still the same Xian Zihao who was protecting her behind his back, the one who could block everything for her and could accommodate everything at the same time.

Jiang Ruolan instantly controlled her emotions, and without much of an expression, she walked towards CEO Shen, pa.s.sing the files in her hand to him, "CEO Chen, these are the files that your secretary asked me to pa.s.s to you. He suddenly has something urgent, so he asked me to help him deliver it."

"So that's the case. Just now, I was wondering why a beautiful woman suddenly came in." CEO Shen stood up, smiled, and nodded to her. "Thank you. Thank you very much."

"CEO Shen is too polite. This is only a small matter." Jiang Ruolan also nodded politely before turning around and leaving the high-end reception room.

Someone behind her suddenly chattered, "Right, President Xian. It's rare for Old s.h.i.+ going out after he fell sick and none of us have the chance to meet him. I heard you met Old s.h.i.+ at Western Restaurant yesterday afternoon? How is he?"

The moment Jiang Ruolan walked out of the room, her face suddenly turned numb.

Western Restaurant? Yesterday noon?

F City was not a bustling city, only a second-tier city. Therefore, there was only one Western Restaurant in F City, near her company.

Wasn't she at Western Restaurant when she saw that turtle yesterday?

At the same time, Jiang Ruolan felt a familiar gaze from behind her. She stood in the same spot, and after pausing for a moment, she walked directly into the room where Sister Pan Yun was, without looking back.