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Seeing Bo Ying’s evasive gaze, Fang Boyu once again felt a sense of despair.
He had no choice but to steel himself and face the wrath of their new boss. After all, anyone would be angry in this situation.
He raised his eyes to look at He Jingxiu, about to say something when he noticed that the previously stern face suddenly lifted its brows slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile.
Fang Boyu was momentarily stunned, forgetting what he was about to say.
Suddenly, He Jingxiu’s gaze returned to him.
“Don’t know?” He spoke calmly.
Fang Boyu blinked, looking at He Jingxiu’s expressionless face, and nodded dumbly, “President He, I...”
Before he could finish, He Jingxiu waved his hand to interrupt, “Sit down.”
He scanned the room and joked, “My training might be a bit boring. Everyone bear with it. Later, another manager will come, and it should be more interesting.”
As soon as these words were out, some freshly graduated and more lively colleagues responded, “President He, just standing there makes our female colleagues not feel bored.”
Everyone burst into laughter, and many female colleagues blushed as if they’d been called on.
He Jingxiu lightly chuckled, even asking, “Is that so?”
“Yes!” Someone said, “If you don’t believe it, ask the female colleagues.”
“...”
He Jingxiu naturally wouldn’t ask. He lowered his eyes, glanced around at the new employees present, and then withdrew his gaze.
Although his glance lacked focus, it still made those sitting below indulge in reverie.
Imagining that at this moment, the person he was looking at was themselves, and the reflection in his pitch-black pupils was only theirs.
Even though he had returned to the tedious training, you still believed that he had exchanged secret signals with you during the serious ‘class.’
Bo Ying was the same.
She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but she felt that He Jingxiu’s gaze would occasionally fall on her side.
As if looking at her, yet not quite.
But she knew this was He Jingxiu’s usual ‘tactic’—to slowly draw your attention while keeping you yearning for him.
In the past, she often fell for it, but now she certainly wouldn’t.
Thinking of this, Bo Ying subconsciously glanced at the man on the stage.
When she wasn’t looking, Bo Ying felt her willpower was firm. But as soon as she took him in, she suddenly wanted to retract her previous thoughts.
The man on the stage was sideways facing her. His suit buttons were unbuttoned at some point, revealing a perfect body ratio.
Bo Ying’s gaze traveled from top to bottom, lingering on the watch exposed by his hand in his pocket for a few seconds. Then slowly moving up, stopping at his Adam’s apple, half-hidden by the shirt collar.
When he spoke, his Adam’s apple moved up and down, appearing both restrained and sexy, with a fatal attraction for her.
...
While she was observing, Fang Boyu’s voice came from beside her.
“Bo Ying.”
Bo Ying snapped back to reality, guiltily blinking, “What?”
Fang Boyu looked at her reddened earlobes, suspiciously asking, “What are you thinking about? I called you several times and you didn’t hear me.”
“...” Bo Ying glanced at him, “Nothing. Why did you call me? Do you want to be named by President He again?”
Fang Boyu was momentarily speechless, saying helplessly, “President He has already finished the training. Why would he name me?”
“Ah?” Bo Ying abruptly raised her head, just in time to see He Jingxiu leaving the stage.
It seemed he noticed her movement; when He Jingxiu reached the door, he suddenly turned his head back.
Unexpectedly, their eyes met. At that moment, she thought she saw herself reflected in his eyes.
After two days of training, Bo Ying got to know quite a few people.
Though she didn’t remember everyone’s names and faces, she added all the new colleagues on WeChat.
“Bo Ying.”
Bo Ying hummed in response, turning to look at the new colleague sitting next to her—it was Deng Chujie from the finance department.
After two days of training, the two were already slightly more familiar than others.
Deng Chujie leaned on the desk, curiously asking, “There’s only one hour left until our new employee training ends. Do you think President He will come?”
Apart from attending the first afternoon session to train everyone for over half an hour, He Jingxiu hadn’t appeared again.
Bo Ying paused, shaking her head, “I don’t know.”
Upon hearing this, Deng Chujie sighed deeply, “The training is really boring. It’s even more boring without President He coming.”
Bo Ying couldn’t help but laugh, “You want President He to come?”
Hearing this, Deng Chujie shyly nodded, softly defending herself, “Just having President He stand there is pleasing to the eye. Everyone probably wants him to come, right?”
“...”
Bo Ying was silent for a moment, unable to refute.
Not long after, the training manager arrived—not He Jingxiu.
The last hour, Bo Ying felt it was even harder to endure than before. She glanced at the time, feeling like each second was dragging on endlessly.
Finally getting off work, Bo Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally over, she never wanted to attend employee training again.
Just as she returned to the legal department, Pei Yunmeng, who hadn’t left yet, smiled at her, “What kind of expression is that?”
Bo Ying, “An expression of relief.”
Pei Yunmeng laughed, “I was the same when I first started.”
She whispered, “I still don’t understand why our company has such things as employee training.”
Bo Ying thought for a moment, speculating, “Maybe it’s a benefit capitalists give us before exploiting us?”
Pei Yunmeng didn’t understand, “What do you mean?”
Bo Ying raised an eyebrow, tidying her things while explaining, “During training, we can leave on time, but after starting real work, that’s not necessarily the case. Our company probably follows the ‘give a date, then slap’ route.”
She knew that employees at He Corporation frequently worked overtime.
Pei Yunmeng thoughtfully considered it and found Bo Ying’s reasoning quite sensible.
Just as she was about to respond, a heavy cough came from the side.
Instantly, both stiffened.
Lü Xiuxian glanced at the man beside him, then suppressed a laugh while looking at the two ostrich-like girls, “Yunmeng, Bo Ying, what are you talking about?”
Pei Yunmeng quickly looked up, her voice trembling, “President He, Manager.”
Lü Xiuxian smiled, “Hmm, it’s after work, why haven’t you left yet?”
He casually asked, “Do you need to work overtime today?”
Pei Yunmeng: “...No.”
Bo Ying, listening to this, deeply felt that He Jingxiu’s manager was just as sly as him, deliberately mentioning what shouldn’t be mentioned.
Lü Xiuxian smiled gently, “What about Bo Ying? Why haven’t you left either?”
Bo Ying awkwardly lowered her voice, “Just finished training, I’ll leave in a moment.”
Lü Xiuxian nodded, giving elder-like advice, “Be careful on your way home. It’s raining heavily outside.”
Both promised, “Okay, thank you, Manager.”
The rain in Beicheng was just like He Jingxiu’s appearance—unexpected. Though the morning sky was clear, heavy rain suddenly poured down in the afternoon.
Thinking of this, Bo Ying secretly raised her eyes to peek at the man who hadn’t spoken.
Her glance was caught by He Jingxiu once again.
Bo Ying’s eyes froze, wanting to calmly shift them away when He Jingxiu spoke.
“Employee training very boring?”
Bo Ying felt as if facing a great enemy, her back straightening.
She lightly blinked, her lips parting, “President He, I was just joking.”
He Jingxiu narrowed his eyes to look at her, speaking neither too lightly nor too heavily, “Oh really?”
“Mm.” Bo Ying felt guilty and still wanted to defend herself when He Jingxiu’s phone rang.
Instantly, she felt relieved.
Perhaps sensing her relaxation, He Jingxiu tugged at the corner of his lips, directly dismissing the screen under the watchful eyes of several people.
He didn’t pick up.
Bo Ying’s mind was full of question marks, puzzled as she looked at him.
Why didn’t he answer the call! Doesn’t he know it takes courage for someone to dial?
He Jingxiu seemed to know what she was thinking, calmly looking at her, “Anything else?”
Bo Ying paused, suddenly realizing, “Nothing, President He. You and Manager Lü talk. We’ll leave first.”
With that, without waiting for He Jingxiu to speak, she pulled Pei Yunmeng and left.
Watching their disappearing backs, He Jingxiu lightly sneered.
Lü Xiuxian looked at him for half a second, then suddenly smiled, “Rare to see such emotions from you.”
He Jingxiu didn’t respond.
Lü Xiuxian looked at him, guessing, “So pretending to be in a hurry to personally fetch documents is fake?”
He and He Jingxiu’s parents were old friends. In his youth, he worked at a law firm, and later encountered some matters, becoming business partners with He Jingxiu’s father.
Though in the company they were superior and subordinate, after work, he counted as an elder who watched He Jingxiu grow up.
He Jingxiu’s attitude towards him was different from other subordinates.
“Uncle Lü.” He Jingxiu didn’t hide anything, smiling and saying, “She will trouble you to take care of her.”
Lü Xiuxian was surprised, not expecting to guess correctly. Thinking back to Zhao Xuzhi’s guess last time, and linking it to what he said during the interview and how Bo Ying behaved towards him, he uncertainly asked, “Ex-girlfriend?”
“No.”
He Jingxiu didn’t elaborate further, lightly saying, “Her personality is straightforward, easy to offend people. Please guide her more.”
Lü Xiuxian paused, raising his eyes to look at him, “Your meaning is, let her get more tempered?”
He Jingxiu thought for a moment, “Slowly, no need to rush.”
Having collected the documents, He Jingxiu went directly to the underground parking lot.
After getting into the car, he finally returned the missed call.
The other end quickly connected—it was his friend Luo Xiao.
“Not here yet?”
Today was Luo Xiao’s birthday; a few friends had long agreed to meet up, and He Jingxiu had also promised.
“Just left the company.”
Luo Xiao “Oh”-ed, “Alright, we’re just waiting for you and Pei Yan, hurry up.”
He Jingxiu: “What’s worrying you?”
Luo Xiao complained, “Every year on my birthday, you guys are late. Not mentioning the previous years, last year both you and Pei Yan arrived at the last minute. What’s worrying me?”
Speaking of which, Luo Xiao suddenly remembered something, “You’re coming from the company, you’ll pass by Tan Rui’s place, right?”
They were all friends who grew up together.
He Jingxiu “Mm”-ed, “What about it?”
Luo Xiao: “Pick her up on the way. She hasn’t arrived yet. I just saw her say in the group that her driver took leave, and it’s hard to catch a cab in this heavy rain.”
After saying this, He Jingxiu remained silent for a long time.
Luo Xiao called several times, but the other end not only didn’t respond but even hung up the phone.
“Stop the car.”
Coincidentally, as Luo Xiao spoke, He Jingxiu spotted the person standing under the bus stop sign.
The spring rain was heavy, and the wind was cold.
Bo Ying was wearing the outfit Chi Lu picked for her last time—a black suit paired with a matching pleated skirt, elegant and stylish. A thin belt at the waist reduced the solemnity and added a touch of playfulness.
She stood alone there, but not lonely.
From a distance, He Jingxiu could even vaguely see the smile at the corner of her mouth.
Bo Ying was indeed smiling. It was inconvenient to catch a taxi in the rain, but she was lazy to go to the subway station, so she sent a message seeking help from her brother, Bo Yan.
Bo Yan rarely indulged her, coldly replying to let her wait patiently.
Bo Ying pouted and immediately went to Chi Lu to complain.
Her brother listened to no one but his girlfriend.
Not long after, Bo Yan’s message came. He told her to find a place to shelter from the rain and wait; he would arrive shortly.
Bo Ying raised her eyebrows, proudly replying: [Shortly? Five minutes or ten minutes?]
Bo Yan: [Twenty minutes.]
Bo Ying: [In twenty minutes, the dish will be cold. Are you willing to see your cute sister catch a cold?]
Bo Yan: [Yes.]
Bo Ying couldn’t believe what she saw, sending him a string of complaints about favoring his girlfriend over his sister, along with some knife-pulling emojis.
As she sent them, she laughed, not finding the wait long at all.
While sending messages, Bo Ying keenly noticed something.
She shifted her gaze from the screen, looking around.
But the rain was really heavy at this time, the rain mist obscuring the light and blurring her vision, making it unclear.
Before she could see anything, Bo Yan’s car stopped not far from her, and he sent her a message to get in.
The road was full of water, and Bo Ying walked carefully. Bo Yan didn’t rush her.
As she approached, Bo Yan got out holding a black umbrella, opening the car door for her.
“Sis, I can do it myself.”
Bo Yan ignored her, holding the umbrella to cover her while using his other hand to shield the car roof as she got in. After seeing her comfortably seated, Bo Yan closed the door for her and went to the driver’s seat.
“Why are you driving? Where’s the driver?”
Bo Ying handed him a few tissues and wiped the rainwater off herself.
Bo Yan “Mm”-ed, “On leave.”
Bo Ying “Oh”-ed, about to say something when she suddenly noticed a figure standing with its back to her outside the window.
She paused, instinctively pressing the button to lower the car window.
Noticing her action, Bo Yan frowned slightly, “What’s wrong?”
Bo Ying blinked, watching the figure walk towards the corner and get into a black sedan.
“Bo Ying?”
“Ah...” Bo Ying looked up at Bo Yan, touching her nose and saying, “Nothing.”
Bo Yan: “...”
The car fell silent for a moment. Bo Ying couldn’t hold back her curiosity any longer.
“Brother.”
“What?”
Bo Ying leaned forward on the backrest, sticking her head out, “Do you know He Corporation?”
“...” Bo Yan coldly glanced at her, “The company you work for, what do you think?”
Bo Ying choked, “I’m not talking about that.” She looked at him, “Do you know who the current president of He Corporation is?”
Bo Yan looked at the congested road ahead, slowly pressing the brake, deliberately asking, “Who?”
Bo Ying paused, vaguely saying, “Just a remarkable person two years younger than you.”
“What’s his name?”
Bo Ying looked at his genuinely unknowing expression, hesitating for a few seconds before saying, “He Jingxiu. Haven’t you heard of him?”
Upon hearing this, Bo Yan turned to look at her, profoundly saying, “He Jingxiu? This name sounds so much like your high school first love.”
Bo Ying: “...”
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