Chapter 19 Who is that woman?

Chapter 19 Who is that woman?

The girl at the company's front desk was taking some time off and was so focused that she didn't hear the approaching footsteps.

Until the shadow blocked her light.

She quickly pushed the bottom drawer and the phone inside it in, picked it up and smiled: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

She looked up and was stunned.

Cui Jing touched her hair and shook the internet-famous coffee in her hand - the errand she ordered while in the car.

Being good at using tools is what separates humans from animals. Besides, she wouldn't go there in person. "I'm Cui Jing. I'm passing by today so I'll stop by to see Zhai Yang and give him a surprise."

"Well...then I need to make a call." The receptionist said this with some trepidation.

It’s not that there are no cases of people pretending to be Zhai Yang’s acquaintances.

Although she knew that Cui Jing was Mr. Zhai’s wife, hadn’t she ever seen Cui Jing in person?

But what if I really offend her again.

Sure enough, she said, "But that wouldn't be a surprise!"

"I..." The younger sister was wavering wildly inside, and saw her smile becoming more and more charming.

"It's okay, little sister, go ahead and fight. Don't be afraid, I'm not some monster."

The little sister nodded. She had a medium ponytail, and her face was still chubby and childish.

How come you're just like a little kid?

Cui Jing took out a lollipop and gave it to her. The transparent bag was wrapped with a solid pink candy, and the background was a dark gray marble table.

The collision of gray and powder brings out a bright mood.

Cui Jing is wearing a very complex pattern, with different shades of pink. Every color is carefully studied and restrained. Big brands of custom clothing like to design various patterns with high costs and complex craftsmanship on the top materials.

She is not here to work, so she does not need to dress like an office worker.

On the contrary she needs to be flamboyant.

As she waited briefly, the sound of high-heeled footsteps approached.

The woman whose face was pale due to the wind came in and immediately began to tidy up her hair and clothes. After she was done, she first looked at Cui Jing with arrogant contempt.

He took out his glasses from his bag gracefully, and suddenly saw Cui Jing's face clearly, his eyes filled with vigilance.

"I have something to ask your vice president."

The girl still said the same thing, "Hello, ma'am, I need to make a call."

The woman looked a little embarrassed.

"Do you know who I am?"

This line.

Cui Jing couldn't help laughing, and the woman looked at her with a sharp gaze.

"Sorry, I just remembered something happy, haha." Cui Jing said sincerely, turning aside and not wanting to look at her again. She was afraid to laugh, as if she was acting.

The girl at the front desk was infected by her smile and took off her mask of pain. The call was already connected. "Puff! Ahem! Hello, Mr. Zhai."

The younger sister pinched her leg and said seriously, "A lady who claims to be your wife came to visit you, you..."

The deep voice on the other end of the phone responded briefly: "I'll come down in person."

The younger sister was surprised by Zhai Yang's reply, "Well... there is another person here..."

The arrogant woman interrupted: "Dong Si."

"Ms. Dong, Dong Si, said she wants to see you."

The arrogant woman looked at Cui Jing even more proudly.

"Ms. Cui... I'm so sorry." The girl at the front desk said apologetically after finishing the call. She felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Cui Jing's face, so her eyes were attracted by her clothes.

The low-key, shimmering pink bead embroidery rises and falls with her gentle breathing, and the green polarized light shines.

Those clothes with large patterns that looked like they could eat a person up that she had accidentally seen on the Internet and hated so much, turned out to be obedient on her.

It is difficult to conceal its elegance, gorgeousness and luxury.

It turns out there are people who can wear such fancy clothes well.

The younger sister continued, "Ms. Dong, I'm also very sorry..."

The woman was ready to accept her apology and not take it to heart.

"Mr. Zhai said he didn't know you. And Ms. Cui, Mr. Zhai said he was coming down to greet you. He's very sorry for what happened just now."

These two people were both looking for Mr. Zhai. One was Mr. Zhai's legitimate wife, and the other was a beautiful woman with a proud attitude. The girl at the front desk felt a sense of justice and deliberately put that sentence at the end.

"What? What is he talking about?" the woman was extremely angry.

Cui Jing was sure that she had seen enough people coming and going, and it was time to go upstairs to make her presence felt. "I won't wait any longer. I'll go up first."

The younger sister called out to her, "Ma'am! Password!"

Cui Jing turned around and smiled mysteriously, "Thank you for your reminder, I know."

She entered the password, pressed the elevator button, and disappeared from their sight.

……

Tang Annian held the processed documents.

Zhai Yang stayed at the company last night. When she came early this morning, she ran into Zhai Yang coming out of the built-in room after washing up. His clothes were half open and water was dripping down his chest.

What a beautiful body.

Tang An Nian sighed inwardly and put down the document without changing his expression, "I'm sorry."

Seeing her frank attitude, Zhai Yang didn't think much about it. He sat down quietly, buttoned up his clothes, and began to ask about work.

Today was another day in which Tang Annian completed his work almost perfectly.

She is in a good mood.

Zhai Yang trusted her more and more, and she could see that he was gradually letting down his guard against her.

Tang Annian was very satisfied with his prey.

He is a powerful and clear-headed beauty from Gaoling. He has a clean private life and is quite straight towards women. He has a wife who is of ordinary class.

From his daily work attitude towards employees, we can see that he is clear about rewards and punishments and is generous, especially to his own people. It would be relatively easy to climb up the ladder through him.

If you can lead him to feel good about you or feel guilty about you, you can get more resources from him and gain more monopoly information channels, as long as he reveals a little bit.

A blazing fire burned in Tang An's eyes.

She was born in an orphanage and seemed to be born to worship money. She would only feel genuine joy when she held the money firmly in her hands. Therefore, her view on money made her do something quite wrong.

It was also the only thing she regretted in her life.

——He went out to work at a young age at the most important time in his life and was perfunctory about his studies, so he missed the opportunity to climb up through academic qualifications.

Behind the pile of textbooks in the classroom, she used the mobile phone she bought with her own money to look for more part-time jobs.

Many years later, she saw the following words in Camus's Notebooks: We die at the age of forty from a bullet that we shot into our hearts when we were twenty.

It succinctly and powerfully summarized her regrets over the years, and the power of literature defeated her for the first time.

The textbooks piled high on her desk blocked the teacher's view, and for an ordinary person like her, it blocked her own future.

She burst into tears at that moment.

She signed up for self-study, undergraduate, graduate and doctoral studies.

But she was still inferior to others in terms of education. Her first degree was a shame for her and became an obstacle to her pursuit of money. She was stepped down by excellent people in large companies and by people with powerful backgrounds.

She didn't want to be the abundant "cheap labor" in geography questions.

She wants to become that capital.

The coldness in Tang An Nian's eyes grew stronger.

So she kept telling herself that she would definitely complete the class leap, because 95% of the original accumulation of the first generation was extremely dirty and immoral.

In ancient times, the royal family attached great importance to propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, and filial piety was as heavy as a mountain. When fighting for power and profit, they would kill their fathers and brothers. The winner would inherit the property and wives and concubines of the loser.

The present has simply become less direct, more hypocritical and barbaric.

After so many years of struggling in society, she has seen many Phoenix men.

Every night she stared into the mirror at her ambitious eyes.

“I have chosen the path I don’t regret.”

"I can't climb up because I don't have the ability."

Tang An Nian never, ever regrets every step he takes.

She smiled and nodded warmly to everyone who greeted her.

She made a move.

A strange face was walking towards me, and she had a mysterious attraction to her.

The silk top in the style of a casual shirt is tucked in at the waist to reveal a slender waist, and the buttons at the neck are buttoned to the top, which adds a sense of restraint and conservatism that is worthy of exploration.

The hip-hugging skirt with the same pattern from the series sways like a fishtail when walking.

Talking on the phone, carrying the latest luxury bag.

He walked past her like the wind.

"Who is that woman?" Tang Annian grabbed an employee, turned around and asked, his smile becoming more and more friendly.

The old employee's wrist was hurt by her grip. This newcomer really doesn't know how to respect his seniors.

She was just about to say something lewd.

I looked up and saw the newcomer's eyes filled with strange excitement and his pupils growing bigger in the backlight.

On the side of her lips was a polite smile, which she privately described as a mask of hypocrisy. The curve of her smile was exactly the same as before, but she shuddered.

"You... you are lucky." The old employee changed the subject and began to talk freely about gossip. "It's because you met me. No one else knows that she is Cui Jing. You know Cui Jing, right? She is Mr. Zhai's wife."

"You mean...she is Cui Jing."

Not sure if it was her illusion, but the old employee felt that her eyeballs were darker, as if they were enlarged due to some stimulation, as if she had dropped mydriatic drops.

"Yes, yes, she is. Why?"

Her reaction was a bit strange.

"I didn't expect her to be like this." Tang An said, smiling, "Thank you."

Then she turned around, her high heels still stepping steadily on the ground, making a restrained sound.

Her throat slid slightly, uncontrollably.

All the work she had done before, pretending to be a lesbian in order to get close to Zhai Yang, who was not interested in women, was like a blank shot fired into the sky, hitting herself at this moment.

Almost instantly, the straight woman's visual focus in her mind shifted from the man's muscular chest to the woman in the middle.

The exposed skin was as white as snow, and the unfamiliar face of the woman panting was replaced by a blurry face.

gorgeous.