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The people at the Secretariat were all focused on the arrival of the new employee.
As a woman, everyone couldn't help but notice her latest designer handbag.
Those with an eye for fashion even recognized it as a runway piece.
Although they all worked at the Hotel Management Group, the place closest to the center of power, essentially they were just employees, or, to put it nicely, white-collar workers.
Buying a high-end handbag usually required saving several months' worth of salary, and purchasing a runway piece was more like a pipe dream.
Ye Mei glanced at the items on the desk and directly pushed aside those that did not belong to her.
Jian Yunong had been working at the Secretariat for a relatively short time, so there weren't many items at her workstation.
She stood up and walked outside, but returned in just a minute, followed by a cleaning lady from the building.
"Clear all this away and clean the workstation."
Tick-tock, tick-tock, when Jiang Secretary walked in, she happened to hear Ye Mei's words and couldn't help but frown.
While the cleaning lady was busy, she casually picked up the clutter that had been pushed aside. "These things are still good; are you sure you don't want them?"
"Yes." Ye Mei stood with her arms crossed, her exquisitely made-up face revealing an air of arrogance and aloofness.
Jiang Secretary was surprised to see Jian Yunong's belongings being taken away, but she didn't think much of it. Perhaps Jian Yunong had grown tired of this role-playing game and didn't want to come back to work anymore?
If anyone in this office married a young talent like Huo Jincheng with such wealth, they would immediately resign and enjoy life as a wealthy wife. Even having one child after another would be better than living in this cubicle under someone else's thumb, struggling to make a living.
Therefore, Jiang Secretary couldn't understand why Jian Yunong came to work here, but when Jian Yunong didn't show up for work anymore, Jiang Secretary felt that was normal.
Huo Jincheng had finished his meeting and it was already noon.
He came out of the conference room, and Secretary Jiang approached him, "Mr. Huo, do you need to order food?"
"Um." Huo Jincheng didn't want to go out for lunch; there was too much work to do, and besides, he wasn't in a very good mood.
In the past, he enjoyed going out for lunch around noon with Jian Yunong to try various delicious foods.
With the foodie Daughter-in-law not around, he just wanted to fill the unknown emptiness inside him with work.
When he was dating Bai Ru, perhaps it shouldn't be called dating; after all, love is a two-person affair, and what they had felt more like a one-man show by Huo Jincheng.
Bai Ru was obsessed with dance, immersed in her career, often spending hours alone in the practice room correcting her movements without eating or drinking.
At first, Huo Jincheng could stand outside and watch her graceful figure stretch like an elegant swan. But later on, even the most loving person would get tired.
He was an ordinary man; he needed to eat.
So on Bai Ru's path to pursuing her dreams, there was very little that Huo Jincheng could do with her. Although they were nominally a couple, more often than not, it was Huo Jincheng eating and traveling alone.
During those years of chasing Bai Ru, Huo Jincheng had never felt as uncomfortable eating alone as he did now.
Thinking of Jian Yunong filled his heart and eyes with worry.
Not seeing her made him anxious; he worried whether she would throw another tantrum, whether she would have nightmares at night, and whether she was truly adapting to being in a foreign place.
Seeing her also troubled him. Because he had upset Silly Daughter-in-Law; if she didn't want to see him, then he couldn't hold Jian Yunong in his arms.
There were issues between them that seemed to stem not only from Jian Yunong's extremely unstable mental state.
Huo Jincheng appeared nonchalant; although he looked as strong and powerful as ever, no one could see that at this moment he was troubled like a young man in love, feeling hot and cold towards the girl he cared about.
He directly entered his office, completely ignoring Ye Mei, who stood up and smiled at him with a tender expression.
However, Jiang Secretary, who was a few steps behind, saw this scene and found it somewhat amusing. Her woman's intuition told her that this new employee was likely here for Huo Jincheng.
Perhaps every woman who entered this office would have such thoughts, but after so many years, the only one who received special treatment from Huo Jincheng was Jian Yunong.
But Jian Yunong had already married Huo Jincheng before joining the company.
Huo Jincheng had always been a man who distinguished between public and private matters, controlling everything with rationality while at work.
Jiang Secretary was looking forward to the new woman's reaction next.
However, Ye Mei quietly sat there, familiarizing herself with her work, not trying to intrude into Huo Jincheng's office at all.
So Jiang Secretary thought that this woman might be quite proud.
The takeout arrived quickly, but Huo Jincheng had no appetite. After eating a few bites, he put down his chopsticks. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and suddenly missed Jian Yunong, wanting to call her.
But she should be asleep at this hour.
The distance between them was not just spatial but also temporal.
Just then, someone interrupted him.
The office door was pushed open without even a knock. Such impolite behavior could only belong to Huo Jinge in this world.
Huo Jinge walked in, wearing the trendiest yet most incomprehensible ripped jeans and a torn top that Huo Jincheng could not understand at all.
Huo Jincheng couldn't help but frown. "If your mother sees you, you'd better watch your skin."
Huo Jinge threw her backpack onto the leather sofa, the cool touch of the air-conditioned room making her sigh.
Comfortably seated, she opened her mouth to express her frustration, "Third Brother, I don't want to go to school anymore."
"Not going to school is fine; you can start working early and learn. After all, learning never stops, and a diploma isn't that important for you. It’s better to gain some practical experience."
As soon as Huo Jincheng finished speaking, Huo Jinge couldn't hold back and shouted, "I'm not even eighteen yet! You want me to start working? How cruel of you to hire child labor!"
Huo Jinge pouted, almost rolling on the floor, complaining that Third Brother was being unreasonable.
Huo Jincheng paused for a moment, "Child labor refers to minors or children under sixteen who engage in economic activities with a unit or individual."
Huo Jinge's eyes filled with tears.
However, the tearful plea did not sway Huo Jincheng.
"You are almost eighteen. I respect your choices, but every choice comes with a price. You can't spend money from home while doing nothing. It's not that the family can't support you; we just hope you grow into a better version of yourself and become a well-rounded person."
Huo Jinge liked Huo Jincheng because he was generous; he was the only one in the family who would play with her. Being spoiled by her family made her sometimes speak without thinking.
In her anger, she blurted out, "Hmph! Isn't Sister San the same? You support her, and she can't even have children!"
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