Chapter 7 : Divorce Progress 1/3 get

“I’m sorry, miss, please leave immediately.”

Lu Zhenzhen walked out of the Jiang Group’s building in a daze.

She originally intended to rush forward and express her gratitude to the person, but she didn’t expect to be stopped before she even got close.

Lu Zhenzhen was no longer interested in listening to the warnings and inquiries from the security guards. She watched helplessly as that person gradually moved away from her, then her view was blocked by numerous security personnel, and she could no longer see any trace.

Although others around her did not speak out, Lu Zhenzhen could clearly feel their disdainful gazes, as if saying, “Do you even deserve to think about President Jiang?” “Haha, another shameless person has come.” The receptionist who took the form maintained a professional smile on her welcoming face, but her words were merciless:

“You don’t have an interview today, wait for HR’s notification for the specific time.”

The condescending gaze from above made the flame in Lu Zhenzhen’s heart flicker.

She turned her head reluctantly and walked out onto the bustling street, but her mind was still filled with the murmurs of the receptionist:

“I really don’t know how someone with this level of education made it through the initial resume screening at Jiang Group. Could it be a bug or a mistaken identity?”

Midsummer, noon. The sun was scorching the earth, and Lu Zhenzhen walked along the road in a daze, like a walking corpse. The intense sunlight invaded her vision, and the uncertain future ahead was not what she had envisioned. Her head spun, and she felt like she was melting. The sultry air reminded her of that rainy night, that redemption… out of reach.

Recalling the recent events, she felt conflicted.

—Who was the woman walking behind him?

Lu Zhenzhen carefully recollected every detail.

The security was tight, and Lu Zhenzhen could only catch glimpses through tiny gaps. The woman’s attire seemed elegant and noble, likely a noble lady. She could be either the secretary or Mrs. Jiang, walking with President Jiang.

No, it couldn’t be, it’s impossible. Lu Zhenzhen chuckled bitterly.

How could there suddenly be a Mrs. Jiang? She’s probably… a business partner.

A business partner!

The honking of cars on the roadside snapped Lu Zhenzhen out of her thoughts, and she finally found a suitable explanation. One that perfectly fit the identity of that woman.

It wasn’t until she unknowingly arrived at the bottom of the newly rented apartment building that she suddenly realized she had been lost in thought for too long, losing her sense of self.

Lu Zhenzhen’s friend, Qiu Ru, who shared the rented apartment with her, exclaimed loudly upon hearing her story:

“Oh my god, is this real?! You actually know President Jiang!!” Qiu Ru grabbed her arm excitedly. “Is he the one I’m thinking of? The business tycoon who’s all over the forums, the capital giant?”

“You have no idea how wealthy he is! Half of Ningcheng’s industries are under his control. He’s featured on the annual list of financial magazine’s top figures.” Qiu Ru continued, “But that tycoon hardly ever shows himself in public. No one can ever find his picture. But I heard from employees at Jiang Group that he’s quite handsome. So, did you see him in person?”

Lu Zhenzhen recalled the fleeting glimpse through the car window that night and the distant figure she saw at the company, nodding in response.

Qiu Ru nearly jumped out of her skin: “Oh my god, really?! Rich and handsome, is this kind of demigod real?”

“Hey, is he single? President Jiang has never been rumored to be dating anyone.”

For some reason, Lu Zhenzhen subconsciously ignored the elegant woman she saw in the lobby today.

“I don’t know, maybe…?” Lu Zhenzhen lowered her head.

“Well, that’s perfect then!” Qiu Ru didn’t notice her friend’s avoidance and clapped her hands. “Since you have such a connection with President Jiang, why not boldly pursue him?”

“And when you become the CEO’s wife, don’t forget about me! I want to experience living in a mansion too.”

Facing her friend’s teasing and smiling face, Lu Zhenzhen quickly waved her hand and said, “Don’t say nonsense, Xiao Ru, I don’t have any other intentions, I just want to repay the favor.”

Although she deflected the conversation like this, her face involuntarily flushed.

Qiu Ru said, “I know, it’s just that President Jiang saved your life. We’re not materialistic people, after all.”

Lu Zhenzhen softly murmured in agreement and didn’t say anything more. Looking out through the narrow glass window, she had never noticed how short and dilapidated the building in front of her was, with its red bricks exposed to the air, and the unattended garbage piles emitting faint odors at the corners, with stray cats scurrying about.

She pinched the business card in her pocket and quietly made a decision.

“Mr. Xu, hello.” Lu Zhenzhen pursed her lips and sent a message, “Is what you said last time true?”

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Meanwhile, Yu Zhi stopped in her tracks.

“Did… did I just hear something?”

She wanted to turn around and look, but the entrance where she swiped her card was tightly guarded by security, preventing her from seeing what was happening in the lobby.

At that moment, the elevator arrived, and Jiang Qianchen stepped in first, followed closely by Yu Zhi, swiftly ascending to the top floor office suite using the CEO’s exclusive elevator. The observation elevator, made of transparent yet sturdy material, allowed the outside scenery to be viewed, providing a grand and expansive beauty, as if one could grasp the entirety of Ningcheng in their hands.

However, looking downwards was somewhat suffocating. Yu Zhi lowered her head slightly, feeling the ground getting farther away, and she could even spot birds that were usually hard to find while looking up, causing her legs to weaken momentarily.

Seeing the elevator numbers continuously rising, Yu Zhi quickly averted her gaze from below. Observing the composed figure beside her, she couldn’t help but admire Jiang Qianchen’s calm demeanor even while working in such heights.

“Let’s go.”

As the elevator doors slowly opened, the man called out to her, striding out confidently. The secretary, who had been waiting, immediately approached and said:

“Good morning, President Jiang. The documents you need to handle today are placed on the far right side of your desk, and the high-level management meeting is scheduled for ten o’clock this morning.”

“In addition, Mr. Wang from Linhua Group wants to meet with you.”

As usual, the secretary reported the daily schedule to his superior, only to notice a stunning and elegant lady standing behind him.

Seemingly aware of his surreptitious glances, the lady smiled gracefully at him, exuding a dignified aura. Standing beside President Jiang, she appeared to be a perfect match made in heaven.

But since the boss didn’t speak up, he didn’t dare to address her casually. The secretary had only recently joined the group and had entered the Jiang family’s service while abroad. President Jiang also didn’t like discussing personal matters during work, and gossip among colleagues was rare, so he only vaguely heard that President Jiang might not be single.

Is this exceptionally beautiful lady the mistress of the house? The secretary hesitated, then heard the boss instruct, “Take Madam to the office to rest first.”

The secretary was taken aback, clearly seeing a slight softening of President Jiang’s usually cold demeanor when he mentioned the word ‘Madam.’ “Take good care of her,” he added.

Watching Yu Zhi follow the assistant into the office, President Jiang finally withdrew his gaze.

In the reception area, Mr. Wang had been waiting for some time. Wang Bin was now anxiously sitting on the sofa, holding his head.

He had come this time for the project being developed in Ningcheng Dongling, intended to become a new ecological park. From the perspective of profit and reputation, the returns on investment were substantial, yet this project had been effortlessly secured by the Jiang family, becoming a leading enterprise as stipulated. Now, everyone else just hoped to get a piece of the pie, praying to at least get some soup to drink. However, Linhua Group was different; they were content just to have a chance to pick up the bowl.

After all, they are a company that is often disrupted by the “King of Coolness,” and their company only seeks stable development.

Yet, all these considerations hinged on a single word from Jiang Qianchen.

Wang Bin had long heard that this generation of the Jiang family’s leader was not easy to approach. From application to review to waiting, every step had strict regulations and processes, and there was the possibility of encountering situations where President Jiang had no time or inclination to meet.

So when Wang Bin saw the door being opened, he was pleasantly surprised. He quickly got up and greeted, “President Jiang, long time no see, you’ve changed a lot.” Wang Bin smiled, “You look even more handsome.”

After saying this, Wang Bin wanted to slap himself. What nonsense did he just say? It was downright flattery, which might be a compliment to others, but for President Jiang, it was a clear offense.

Wang Bin was in a hurry, his stomach tied in knots, but he couldn’t think of anything to say to remedy the situation. With a somewhat anxious heart, he looked straight at the big boss’s face, prepared for the worst, only to find that the other party didn’t look upset at all. Instead, there was a hint of encouragement in his eyes, as if implying, “Say a little more.”

Wang Bin immediately added, “Your hair seems to have grown more.”

Bald-headed Wang Bin soon felt the pressure around him increase.

Oops, he said the wrong thing. Wang Bin racked his brains for words of praise, but he could only watch as the big boss’s mood gradually darkened.

As Jiang Qianchen began to lose interest, even raising his hand to check the time, Wang Bin suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

“The clip on your tie looks really nice!” he sincerely praised, “It’s low-key yet elegant, perfectly fitting your status.”

Wang Bin gradually felt the atmosphere around him lighten.

He saw the person just faintly respond with a casual tone, saying:

“This was a gift from my wife.”

Wang Bin: Ah, I see, so you want to show off your affection.

After quickly grasping the meaning, he smoothly flattered, “Your wife has excellent taste!”

“Being able to choose such a suitable gift must mean she loves you very much!”

“My wife at home can’t compare to Mrs. Jiang. Forget about giving gifts, as long as she doesn’t spend all my money, everything is fine.”

The big boss raised his chin slightly. For a moment, there was a pleasant exchange between the representatives of both sides.

Jiang Qianchen left the meeting room first. As he was preparing to start the high-level meeting smoothly, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Vivian Waiting for Love: [Gege, are you busy right now? Why aren’t you replying to my messages?]

[Please accept my friend request quickly~ It’s inconvenient for us to chat like this.]

The cool-toned lighting cast down on the long wooden table. In the black and white conference room, the atmosphere was quiet.

Jiang Qianchen, sitting in the main seat, glanced forward.

The senior employee on stage was still delivering some long-winded speeches, so he casually approved the request and was about to signal Secretary Xu to pause the meeting when his WeChat conversation box began flashing incessantly.

Vivian Waiting for Love: [Image][Image][Image]

[Do you like them, big Gege? [Blushing].]

Yu Zhi hummed a tune as she sent the message.

She sat on the single sofa in Jiang Qianchen’s office, her back straight, the warm sunlight from the French window streaming onto her and the desk in front of her. Occasionally, she flipped through the book she had received, and slipped on her tea leisurely.

Aside from the “enthusiastic” emojis on her phone screen, she could be described as extremely peaceful and content.

Thinking back to the words at the top of the conversation box saying “You can start chatting now,” Yu Zhi found it somewhat unbelievable.

Someone with Vivian’s style actually became WeChat friends with Jiang Qianchen. Her plan for divorce had taken a big step forward.

Next, all she had to do was say some ambiguous but plausible words to guide Jiang Qianchen’s tone in his replies. Then, she could screenshot and compose them together, and the evidence of his infidelity in marriage would be there.

Yu Zhi had already planned which battle robe to wear on the day she asked for a divorce, and at which angle to tilt her head and shed tears to put herself in a more advantageous position.

She happily picked up the book and leaned back on the sofa. Although that despicable man, on the surface, appeared to be decent but secretly liked to be flirtatious, it had to be said that his taste in books was quite good.

This book, one of the few literary works on the shelf among dizzying books on mathematics, philosophy, and others, was indeed quite enjoyable to read.

Yu Zhi was engrossed in it when the notification sound from WeChat interrupted her fascination.

She unlocked her phone and saw Jiang Qianchen’s indifferent four words:

Jiang: “What impropriety it is.”

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