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Her Master replied quickly.
He didn’t ask her where she went today, but Shen Mi, knowing him well, could sense a hint of displeasure in his words.
She quickly explained: “I got a sudden overtime assignment. Are you angry?”
dsm: What New Year’s gift would you like?
Huh? It seems like he’s not angry.
But maybe he’s just pretending to be magnanimous.
Shen Mi wanted to appease him, sweetly saying: “I like everything you give me!”
Then she sent him a cute little lolita emoji that said “Love you.”
dsm: Hmm.
The next day, Shen Mi received a refrigerator and an air conditioner.
Her first reaction was that her Master had sent them.
She confirmed via WeChat that it was indeed him.
Shen Mi wanted to return them, but the delivery men who came to install them persuaded her: “Girl, it’s the New Year, we got up early this morning for this job, just accept it!”
“Yeah, yeah, this is a New Year’s gift from your boyfriend, returning it would be a bad omen.”
“Exactly, you can’t return gifts from your boyfriend.”
Shen Mi: “…”
Well, she couldn’t return them after all.
The delivery men installed the appliances quickly. The refrigerator hummed to life, and the air conditioner blew out warm air.
Shen Mi touched the new refrigerator, enough to store a week’s worth of groceries. She stood in front of the air conditioner, the warm air making her heart feel sweet.
She wouldn’t be cold this winter.
She thought to herself, once she saved enough money, she would buy her Master a gift worth at least 20,000 yuan.
Her phone rang, displaying “Boss.”
Shen Mi answered: “Boss, good morning.”
Xie Rongzhuo: “Come downstairs.”
She hadn’t expected him to be there so early. Shen Mi held the phone in one hand and grabbed her coat with the other, hooking her bag over her shoulder and heading to the door to put on her shoes.
“Okay, I’ll be right down.”
“Hurriedly arriving and getting into the car, Shen Mi took advantage of Xie Rongzhuo’s inattention while driving and secretly sent a message to her master.
Shen Mi: I received the gift.
Shen Mi: Today is another day to love you!
Xie Rongzhuo’s phone rang twice.
Shen Mi immediately turned off her phone and sat up straight with elegance and grace.
Her master didn’t reply.
It was the first day of the new year today, and his family should have many guests to entertain. Shen Mi didn’t think much of it.
Wait.
Gift… she didn’t turn off the air conditioner!
Shen Mi suddenly turned to look at Xie Rongzhuo, weighing the cost of electricity against the deduction of her salary.
The prices should be about the same.
It’s best not to offend the boss.
But wasting water and electricity is shameful!
Xie Rongzhuo noticed the discomfort of the person beside him. She kept glancing at him, her fingers fiddling with the seatbelt, her expression a mixture of anxiety and distress.
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head: “Did you forget something?”
Shen Mi nodded quickly: “I didn’t turn off the air conditioner at home.”
The car merged into the traffic flow and turned at the next intersection, “Go back and turn it off.”
“Okay.” Shen Mi didn’t expect him to be so easy-going and let out a long sigh of relief.
“Shen Mi.” Xie Rongzhuo held the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road ahead: “Tell me directly if you want to do anything in the future.”
“Yes, boss.”
Shen Mi wanted a raise, but she didn’t dare to say it directly.
Shen Mi accompanied Xie Rongzhuo for two meals.
Xie Rongzhuo gave her a heavy red envelope as overtime pay.
Shen Mi counted it when she got home. It was a total of 20,000. Accompanying the boss for the New Year, 10,000 a day, she didn’t know if there would be such good fortune next year.
Shen Mi didn’t dare to share this with her master, fearing he would think too much. She was now subconsciously taking his feelings into consideration. Shen Mi was aware of her own thoughts and didn’t intend to deny her true feelings.
— She liked her master.
It wasn’t because he was good to her that she was moved. She could tell the difference. In the past, Ke Zhan was also good to her, but she had never felt such a flutter in her heart.
Either you don’t feel it, or you feel it twice.
But she was more inclined to believe the four years of companionship, believing that kind of heartflutter was more real and lasting.
As for Xie Rongzhuo, Shen Mi categorized her feelings for him as “physiological stress responses brought about by physical attraction.”
She constantly reminded herself in her mind, blurring out her abnormal affection for him, demanding that she be devoted.
She had promised Xie Rongzhuo that she wouldn’t be in a relationship for ten years and would focus on her work. Everyone has a sentimental side. Shen Mi thought she wouldn’t be the first person to slap herself in the face. For the sake of this person who had been by her side for over four years, she would bear the pain.
Besides, as long as she didn’t say anything, Xie Rongzhuo wouldn’t know she was secretly in love.
Having experienced that period of wavering between two heartflutters, Shen Mi recently felt a sense of “betrayal” towards her master.”
Her current state of mind is exactly like a cheating scumbag.
She wants to compensate him, becoming particularly clingy, constantly messaging him during the day, and even sleeping with him on voice calls at night.
Listening to the shallow breathing on the other end of the phone, Shen Mi’s heart raced, feeling like she was in love.
She truly only likes him.
Everything else was an illusion.
On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Mi logged into the game, teleporting to her master’s side and clicking on him to hug him.
The cold and glamorous female warrior in the game hugging the cute and innocent little girl, the scene was both beautiful and heartwarming.
Shen Mi opened the store to look at the limited-time New Year skins, and sent a message to her master.
Mysterious Little Noob: What skin do you want?
Mysterious Little Noob: Just buy whatever, I have money!
Mysterious Little Noob: ?
Afraid he wouldn’t accept it, Shen Mi urged: White? Green? Choose one.
Very Mysterious: Green.
No wonder he is the man she likes; his taste aligns with hers.
Shen Mi immediately recharged her account to buy two sets, sending the green set to Very Mysterious.
A few minutes later.
Mystery: Why are you wearing white?
Mysterious Little Noob: Buying two colors is more cost-effective.
Very Mysterious: …
The holiday disappeared in the blink of an eye.
On the first day back to work, all the employees received red envelopes from their boss. Ning Xinlei approached with a folder and quietly asked Shen Mi, ‘Did the boss give you a red envelope?’
Shen Mi glanced at the tightly closed office door: ‘No.'”
“Ning Xinlei: “No way? Even Old Gao, who’s so stingy, gave out two hundred.”
“Forget it.” Shen Mi pondered, she had earned a lot from Xie Rongzhuo during this New Year, one shouldn’t be too greedy.
“How can you forget? We call it ‘tao li shi’ here, which means good luck and prosperity, it doesn’t matter how much money it is.”
Shen Mi thought it made sense.
Xie Rongzhuo was so good at making money, it would be good to ask him for some ‘Tao li shi’ to get some good luck.
She held the files and knocked on the president’s office door.
Xie Rongzhuo’s attention was on the computer, he reached out to her, Shen Mi put the pen in his hand, turned the file to the last page, Xie Rongzhuo lowered his head and signed them one by one.
Shen Mi held the folder and didn’t leave.
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head to look at her: “Anything else?”
Shen Mi smiled: “Boss.”
Xie Rongzhuo: “Hmm?”
Shen Mi: “Happy New Year.”
“Xie Rongzhuo seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then nodded: “Hmm.” He turned back to browse his emails.
Shen Mi: “…”
Leaving the office, Shen Mi went to the pantry with her water cup, Ning Xinlei was waiting at the door: “How was it, how was it, did he give you one?”
Shen Mi shook her head: “No.”
Ning Xinlei: “What did you say?”
“Just, Happy New Year.”
Ning Xinlei realized: “You said it like that, he wouldn’t understand. You should have said, ‘Boss, Gong Xi Fa Cai!’ In our place, it means ‘give me a red envelope!'”
There were so many things to consider when asking for a red envelope?
Shen Mi didn’t dare to disturb Xie Rongzhuo’s work again, she went back to her desk and ordered lunch for him.
At lunchtime, she suddenly said: “Gong Xi Fa Cai.”
Xie Rongzhuo: “?”
“Want a red envelope?”
Shen Mi: “…”
In the afternoon, all the employees in the president’s office received a red envelope from the big boss.
Ning Xinlei counted the money, she wished she could kowtow to Shen Mi: “One person ascends to heaven, and the chickens and dogs rise with him! Secretary Shen, you are the best!”
Shen Mi, who had been counting money in the office all afternoon, looked haggard: “You’re welcome.”
One million, she and several financial sisters together, wrapped a whole million cash red envelopes!
Her hands were cramping!
Next time, whoever wants to say it can say it, she’s not going to say “Gong Xi Fa Cai” to Xie Rongzhuo again.
After work, Zhang Zhiqing invited Shen Mi to dinner. After Shen Mi arrived at the restaurant, she realized that Xie Rongzhuo was also there.
Seeing Shen Mi, Zhang Zhiqing looked like she had found a savior, grabbing her wrist and sitting down: “Mimi, Happy New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai!”
Shen Mi squeezed her sore fingers: “Happy New Year.”
As for the ‘fortune,’ she wasn’t daring to ask for it right now.
Facing her boss again after work made Shen Mi a bit nervous, but she noticed that Zhang Zhiqing seemed even more uncomfortable, huddled in her seat looking like a student who had made a mistake.
Her phone vibrated; it was Zhang Zhiqing.
— I’m sorry, Mimi, I really didn’t want to face my uncle alone, so I lied to you.
Shen Mi turned to see Zhang Zhiqing’s small, pitiful, and helpless expression.
Zhang Zhiqing rolled her eyes, signaling Shen Mi to look at her phone.
The chat box popped up with her message: I don’t want to go to work anymore, but I see my uncle and I’m scared inside, I can’t say it!
Shen Mi: You want me to come to give you courage?
Zhang Zhiqing: Yes! Yes!
Shen Mi: Do you think I’m not afraid of him???
Zhang Zhiqing: I heard from my colleagues that my uncle really likes your style, you’re the only one who can handle him!
Zhang Zhiqing: My life is in your hands! He will be mean to me later, you have to help me hold him back!
Zhang Zhiqing: Hold him tight, and let go after I run away, remember that!
Shen Mi: “…”
Xie Rongzhuo looked at her: “Don’t play with your phone.”
The two girls turned off their phones simultaneously and sat up properly.
Xie Rongzhuo: “Eat.”
“Oh!”
“Okay.”
The dinner table was quiet, only the soft clinking of chopsticks could be heard.
Zhang Zhiqing and Shen Mi exchanged glances. With Shen Mi’s encouragement, she cautiously raised her head: “Uncle, I… I think, maybe I should go to school first, not… not go to the company?”
Xie Rongzhuo lowered his gaze to look at Shen Mi. Shen Mi sensed it, raised her head to meet his gaze, paused for two seconds, then got up and sat down next to him.
Zhang Zhiqing looked at her in terror, asking with her eyes: “Are you going to stand on my uncle’s side?”
Shen Mi motioned for her to calm down, picked up her chopsticks, and helped Xie Rongzhuo pick out the scallions and cilantro from his dish.
Zhang Zhiqing: “……I forgot to tell the waiter not to add scallions and cilantro.”
Her toes were kicked. Shen Mi looked up and saw Zhang Zhiqing frantically winking at her. Shen Mi understood and kicked back lightly to acknowledge.
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head and glanced at her.
Shen Mi lowered her head and continued to pick out the scallions from another dish. After waiting for a while, she didn’t hear Zhang Zhiqing speak. She kicked her foot again, reminding her she could speak now.
Her current position was perfect for blocking Xie Rongzhuo’s view.
Seeing that Zhang Zhiqing didn’t react, Shen Mi kicked her hard.
Zhang Zhiqing, as if nothing had happened, continued burying her face in her food. Shen Mi looked down in confusion and leaned back slightly.
Xie Rongzhuo: “You kicked my foot.”
Shen Mi: “…………”
Zhang Zhiqing, reacting a beat late, looked up: “Huh?”
Xie Rongzhuo glanced at her: “What’s it to you?”
“Oh.” Zhang Zhiqing lowered her head in a pitiful way, then looked up: “Huh? Mimi, did you kick me?”
“…”
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