"The boss is eating watermelon and cherries. This banana is also pretty good, good for beauty and skincare."

In the office, Su Qing found a plate, arranged the prepared fruits nicely, and brought them in. Although he said so, he was wildly complaining in his heart.

You're such a big boss now, fighting with employees over food, aren't you embarrassed? But in the company, especially in front of other employees, he still needs President Shen's image, even though that image isn't particularly grand.

"What, not calling me Aunt Shen anymore?" Shen Yi propped her chin with both hands, looked up at him with a seductive glance, her eyes like water making his heart flutter... ahem, making him terrified. Is this old lady planning to bend the rules in the office? I'm not ready for that.

"What are you thinking? Aren't you putting things on the table?" Noticing he was a bit distracted, Shen Yi chuckled lightly.

More and more, she felt that poaching Su Qing was an insightful decision.

Before, when she was in the company, she was like a work machine. As a company leader, she had too much to worry about, from steering the company's direction, managing relationships and cooperation with key clients, leading the team, to even balancing relationships between departments.

Although the scale here is insignificant compared to the headquarters in the capital, the place here hasn't really taken off, and there's even more to worry about.

But ever since Su Qing came, she's been able to find a little amusement during the busy work days, and her mood has improved a lot. Not only can she recharge anytime, but occasionally, she can also find joy on purpose.

The money spent on this is truly value for money.

After toiling for half her life, can't a sister spend a little money to enjoy herself?

She hasn't gone to a club to find male models, but the joy brought was tangible. Overall, while Su Qing might have gained slightly, she definitely didn't lose out.

"Nothing, just thinking about work. I'll be going out now," Su Qing quickly denied the fleeting inappropriate thought that crossed his mind after being interrupted.

Then, he just wanted to leave quickly, knowing fully well this woman was like a siren. It's fine with others around, but when it's just the two of them alone, he always felt this old lady seemed to have some intentions towards him.

He didn't know if thinking like this made him a self-centered man.

"What's the rush? Is there a wolf or a tiger here, making you so eager to leave? What, you don't want to see me?" Shen Yi raised her eyebrows and asked.

Faced with such a question, Su Qing suddenly displayed an impressive survival instinct. Though not a flatterer, nor a blockhead, he quickly said:

"Yeah, fierce like wolves and tigers."

Shen Yi: "Are you saying I'm old?"

On hearing this, Su Qing kept his eyes on his nose, his mouth shut, ears not listening to people's faults, eyes not seeing people's shortcomings, his mouth not speaking of people's mistakes, looking the epitome of serenity.

Joking aside, is he the kind to sycophantly please the boss just to curry favor? Just say what's on your mind.

Words like "fierce like wolves and tigers" could imply desire, or metaphorically indicate age, or even describe the danger level of the place — quite the double entendre, stable as heck.

"Do you really think I'm old?"

"I don't!"

"Then why did you say I'm fierce like wolves and tigers, did I bite you?"

"I mean this room is very dangerous. Aunt Shen, you're overthinking."

"You... itching for a beating, aren't you?"

"Come on, go ahead and kill me."

Faced with Su Qing's slippery manner, Shen Yi couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then she pointed at him and laughed: "You used to say you disliked the office atmosphere and weren't good at dealing with people. Yet, in the past couple of days, I think you're doing quite well. What, you flatter the old employee Feng Yan but not your boss, me?"

"Don't say you didn't. I've seen it. The gift you let Da Huang deliver to Feng Yan was different from others. What? You like this type? Need me to play matchmaker for you?"

Shen Yi looked at him with burning eyes, as if trying to read something from his expression.

Faced with Aunt Shen's gaze, Su Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Come on, I'm just maintaining coworker relations. But I must say, you've got quite the sharp eye. You managed to see through even this. Did you install surveillance in the office?"

Saying that, he supported himself on the table and leaned over to look at her computer screen, only to find a pile of electronic documents, a bit disappointed.

He even wanted to label President Shen as a voyeur so that she'd have something against her in his hands in the future.

It was mainly because the narrative was powerless: so perceptive elsewhere, yet when it came to Shen Yi, it acted like a frozen computer, unable to produce even one narrative thought. Even if some appeared, they were often just simple mental activities, with none of the hidden secrets.

"Maintaining coworker relations? Not quite right, I heard you have the nickname 'Black Stockings Killer.' Hmm, and today Feng Yan indeed wore black stockings, tsk tsk tsk."

Seeing the "I got it" look on Shen Yi's face, Su Qing was suddenly dumbfounded: "Which bastard is slandering me? This is a personal attack, I want to report this. It's Da Huang, it has nothing to do with me."

It had to be said Shen Yi was a bit unusual. As a company's boss, shouldn't there be a disparity in information exchange between her and her employees? Why is her intel so flexible?

"Just say it, do you like her or not? If you do, I don't mind helping you approach Feng Yan," Shen Yi picked up a piece of watermelon, took a small bite, and smiled with her eyes squinting.

[A woman's heart is as unpredictable as a needle in the sea. Don't believe anything a woman says. Although she says she doesn't mind, she's already plotting on how to deal with you.]

The sudden appearance of the narration made Su Qing instantly aware of the seriousness of the situation. He truly didn't see this devious side of Aunt Shen before.

"It's all nonsense! It was Brother Wang from the PR department who asked me to bring the fruits to Sister Feng. I'm just an errand boy," Su Qing explained.

On hearing this, Shen Yi was first taken aback, then laughed: "Old Wang hasn't confessed to Feng Yan yet? Progress is too slow, right?"

Now it was Su Qing's turn to be dumbfounded: "You know?"

"Duh, they're my old employees from the capital. How could I not know their situation?"

"You knew and still talked about setting me up? You're not a decent boss, I despise you."

"I just wanted to see if you really like black stockings."

Su Qing: ...

Suddenly, realizing the boss being too cheeky wasn't a good thing, at least it made him quite unhappy.

Outside, Sun Mumu occasionally raised her head to glance at Shen Yi's office entrance, somewhat absent-minded.

"Mumu, what are you looking at?" Lin Miaomiao beside her asked curiously.

"I was thinking, Little Su has been in there for so long, why hasn't he come out yet? Could it be that President Shen has..."

The next second, a cool little hand touched her forehead: "No fever, huh. You don't suspect President Shen and Su Qing of something, do you?"

On hearing this, Sun Mumu couldn't help but slap the hand off her forehead and chided, "Call you dumb and you don't believe it. Little Su just started his second day at work, yet President Shen has called him two days in a row. Yesterday, she kept him for overtime, and today she calls him directly to the office. Is this normal?"

"Also, haven't you noticed Little Su looks a bit familiar?"

To this, the bewildered Lin Miaomiao asked incomprehensibly, "Familiar how? I don't feel it."

"You're useless. A few days ago, a car came to pick up President Shen downstairs from our office. Although I didn't see the face clearly, I feel he looks a bit like Little Su." Sun Mumu said, with the spirit of Sherlock Holmes, her eyes burning with gossip.

"Snap"

Lin Miaomiao took a bite of her apple, showing she didn't care. Then she replied, "Are you saying Su Qing is a kept man living off our President Shen?"

"Who knows? I used to look down on men who live off women. Now, I despise myself for not being able to let my brother live a life of ease. Envy, sigh." Sun Mumu lamented, seemingly convinced of something in her heart.

A woman's intuition is the most mystical thing. Clearly without evidence, Sun Mumu was nonetheless close to the truth.

"You're overthinking. It's broad daylight, there are so many people outside, President Shen must have called him in for work discussions." Lin Miaomiao didn't believe it.

"What do you know? As it's often said, if there's work, the secretary does it, if there's no work..."

"Are you saying President Shen is in a romantic relationship with Sister Deng?"

Sun Mumu: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

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