Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

Shang Group.

It was lunchtime, and the cafeteria was bustling with people. Jiang Mingxue and Su Wan were sitting at a table eating when suddenly a plate was placed next to them.

The two looked up at the same time and found that it was Cheng Ting.

"Director Cheng?" Jiang Mingxue asked in surprise, as Cheng Ting never ate with them.

Cheng Ting sat down: "Is nobody here?"

"No...no one's here, please sit down." The two women awkwardly buried their heads in their rice. Cheng Ting was their direct supervisor, and she had a rather difficult temper. Apart from work, the women didn't have much contact with each other in private.

Cheng Ting rummaged through the food on her plate and casually asked, "Are you still in contact with Shi Ying?"

Jiang Mingxue shook her head: "Secretary Jiang said she resigned. I sent her a message before, but she hasn't replied."

The two were a little worried at the time, wondering if something had happened to Shi Ying, otherwise why would she resign so suddenly.

They went to ask Jiang Wen, who told them not to worry, it was just a normal job transfer.

Two months have passed now, and the two have gradually let go of the past.

It's a bit of a shame that the CEO's office cricket clique has lost one more member.

Cheng Ting chuckled, "They've climbed the social ladder; why would they even remember you now?"

Su Wan felt uncomfortable listening to her sarcastic tone. Being straightforward, she asked directly, "Director Cheng, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Ting raised an eyebrow. "During the time you worked with her, didn't you notice anything amiss between her and President Shang?"

Su Wan fell silent. She wasn't blind; how could she not see it?

Jiang Wen couldn't possibly stay in the president's office and work with President Shang all day, but Shi Ying was called in and stayed there for several days as soon as she arrived.

Jiang Mingxue muttered under her breath, "So what? Yingying is so pretty, who wouldn't like her..."

Older men love to dangle their attention from pretty young girls!

Jiang Mingxue angrily poked at the steamed egg in the bowl.

Su Wan clearly shared the same thought as her: So what? Although there were rumors that President Shang was married, those newspapers loved to make wild guesses, and no one had actually seen his wife. If he was single, what did it matter if he was with Shi Ying?

However, he was definitely lustful at first sight; he set his sights on Shi Ying as soon as she arrived.

Su Wan took a big bite of the meatball.

"I remember reading in the newspaper that President Shang got married, didn't he?" Cheng Ting asked curiously. "What was Ying's role with President Shang back then? Could it be that she...?"

Su Wan interrupted her: "Director Cheng, how come I've never noticed how much you believed in newspaper reports before?"

Jiang Mingxue muttered very softly, "The newspapers say that gossipy people are prone to dying young, but you're still alive and well, aren't you?"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Mingxue quickly shook her head: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

"You two seem to have a good relationship with her, but does she still remember you after she climbed up the social ladder?" Cheng Ting sneered. "No wonder she's been clinging to President Shang all day since she arrived. She's clearly not on the right track. But at least she's avoided decades of detours, which is quite admirable."

Su Wan gave a forced smile: "Sister Cheng Ting, if you work hard, you can avoid taking decades of detours."

Jiang Mingxue said while chewing, "Yeah, good luck."

After they finished speaking, they looked at each other, grabbed their plates, and ran off.

By the time Cheng Ting realized they were mocking her, they were already gone.

She gave a cold laugh and turned to gossip with the people on the other side.

However, she dared not discuss Shang Chenyan, but kept steer the conversation toward Shi Ying.

Within a single afternoon, the news of Shi Ying and Shang Chenyan's affair had spread throughout the company.

Someone from the HR department posted Shi Ying's resume in the group chat. She is a graduate of Jiangcheng Media University and became the president's secretary assistant as soon as she joined the company.

I remember Secretary Jiang graduated with a master's degree from a top university abroad. Who is this person to hold the same position as Secretary Jiang?

[Even our lowest-level finance department wouldn't hire an undergraduate like her, how did she get in with this resume?]

[I heard it was through connections...]

Is Mr. Shang really not married? I seem to remember seeing photos of him and his wife from university in a magazine a while ago, but I can't find that magazine anymore.

I remember seeing it too.

[Tsk tsk tsk, these people nowadays, they don't even use their minds for the right things...]

Is working from 9 am to 9 pm the right path? If I were in that situation, I'd want to take a different route too.

【...】

The various group chats in the company were buzzing with excitement. When Yuan Song entered through the main door, he happened to see two people at the front desk whispering to each other and vaguely heard the name "Shi Ying".

He looked straight ahead, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and went straight to the top floor in the elevator.

The CEO's office.

Shang Shijin scratched her head, which was now mostly bald, and painstakingly read through the tender documents for the several projects.

Yuan Song walked in and placed a small box on the table:

"Are you tired? Take a rest and have something to eat. This is your favorite peach shortbread from the west side of the city. I just went there to buy it."

Shang Shijin took off her glasses: "You've come all this way, aren't you tired?"

Yuan Song walked behind her and massaged her shoulders and neck: "Why are you tired from buying a few things? It's you who's been leaving early and coming home late every day for the past two months. It breaks my heart to see you like this."

"When does Chen Yan plan to come back? We agreed to go on vacation this summer, and I've made all the arrangements. If he comes back sooner, we can go sooner."

Shang Shijin couldn't help but complain, "Who knows when he'll be back? Every time I ask him, he just gives me the runaround."

This brat of a brother is getting more and more rebellious as he gets older.

Yuan Song smiled and said, "Never mind, if it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to go again in winter."

Shang Shijin took a sip of water, swallowed, and quickly said, "No way, I've wanted to go on vacation for a long time. I'll go find him tomorrow and make sure he comes back as soon as possible."

"Okay, you should talk to him properly."

Yuan Song glanced casually at the lit screen: "Is it for bidding?"

It wasn't a secret project, and Shang Shijin didn't hide anything from him: "It's a piece of land in the south of the city, backed by the government, and it's planned to be used for elderly care facilities. The future prospects are quite promising, so several companies are competing for it."

Yuan Song pushed up his glasses: "I know this piece of land; Jiuzhou Group is also competing for it."

"Yes, to be honest, we don't need to pay too much attention to other companies, but Jiuzhou specializes in medical construction for the elderly, which gives them an advantage over us."

Yuan Song leaned down and whispered intimately in her ear, "The bid price can be raised a bit. I have inside information that Kyushu offered this price."

He made a gesture.

Shang Shijin asked skeptically, "Where did this news come from? Is it reliable?"

Yuan Song shrugged: "It's about 70-80% reliable. To be absolutely sure, you can discuss it with a few more shareholders."

Shang Shijin didn't agree immediately. She turned off the computer and said, "I'll tell Jiang Wen later. Let's not talk about work anymore. I'm hungry. Bring me some peach shortbread."

Yuan Song looked away from the blacked-out screen and smiled as he handed the box to her.