Five years after being dumped, President Jiang became increasingly entangled in...

When Jiang Jingsi returned to his office, he found Jiang Linchuan there. He frowned, his face showing displeasure, and his tone became emotional: "What are you doing in my office?"

"Brother, I have a share in this company, can't I come to the office to see it?" Jiang Linchuan got up from the boss's chair, greeted him with a grin, then nudged him with his elbow and asked, "How many secretaries do you have in your office?"

"Twelve? What's wrong?"

"So many secretaries?" he exclaimed, as if suddenly realizing something, then said meaningfully, "Brother, do you really need so many secretaries?"

Jiang Jingsi glanced at him. "What are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing, I was just curious. How much work do you have that requires so many secretaries?"

"I'm paying them, so there's a reason they exist. Wouldn't it be better if they each did their job, improving efficiency and reducing trouble?"

"That's true, but..." Jiang Linchuan's eyes darted around a couple of times before he leaned close to his ear and asked curiously, "Is there anyone in this company that you like?"

The person I like.

What a sophisticated and high-class four words.

However, given Jiang Linchuan's nature, it's definitely not that one-sided.

Jiang Jingsi calmly looked at him: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I've noticed you have great taste. The secretaries you've hired are all stunningly beautiful, some are innocent, some are mature, there's all sorts of styles. I really like them. Don't think you're the only one who enjoys going to work. If it were me, I'd enjoy going to work every day too. Seeing these beautiful women gives me endless motivation and energy."

As he spoke, he unconsciously rubbed his hands together, a gesture that was as lewd as could be.

Jiang Jingsi avoided him with disgust, distancing herself from him: "Did you come here just to gossip about my secretary?"

His mind is filled with filth all day long; he's a good-for-nothing who accomplishes nothing.

"Of course not. Didn't Dad say I should be the marketing director? I thought I'd come over and talk to you first, to see how we can hand over the work." His tone was matter-of-fact.

"Someone will naturally help you hand over your work; you don't need to come here."

"Dude, are you really that stupid or just pretending? I mean, I wanted to come and check out my territory. This office should be half mine, right?"

He strolled around the office as if asserting his dominance, saying, "I find your office really nice. When do you think I'll ever get to your position?"

This was already a blatant hint, and Jiang Jingsi understood what he meant, but his face remained expressionless.

"If you were capable, I'd love to have you in this position today, but unfortunately you can't."

This undisguised contempt and disdain annoyed Jiang Linchuan: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

He pouted in dissatisfaction, "You look down on me that much?"

"Literally, if you don't want to report on it, you can go home and rest."

Seeing his serious expression and the hint that he should leave, Jiang Linchuan quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Oh, don't be so strict. I'm already here, so I must genuinely want to work. I'm just curious, are all your secretaries already taken?"

He leaned closer meaningfully, lowered his voice, and tentatively asked, "Which ones are your type? Is that guy over there in the blue suit your type?"

The person he pointed to casually happened to be Xu Chaoxi.

"If it's your type, just say so. I'll avoid it for now."

Jiang Jingsi's expression darkened, and his tone carried a warning: "Jiang Linchuan, this is a company, a place to work, not a brothel, nor a place for you to pick up girls. If you want to pick up girls, go where you should go."

Also, don't blame me for not reminding you, as your older brother, that you know perfectly well how you left the country. After all these years abroad, if you haven't learned your lesson, you'll come back sooner or later.

This is a warning, but also a well-intentioned reminder.

If he remains so stubborn, it's only a matter of time before he's sent away again.

Jiang Linchuan pouted in dissatisfaction: "Why bring this up? I remember it clearly. I was just saying it casually. Why are you taking it so seriously? I'm so tired from work, I was just making a couple of jokes, what's wrong with that?"

As he said this, he lost face and couldn't say anything more. He could only suppress his dissatisfaction.

"I'll go report right away. Remember to tell your subordinates to take good care of me. After all, I am the heir of the Jiang family."

"Everyone knows you're a princeling, but you're here to work. No matter who you are, as the marketing director, you have to do what you're supposed to do."

This was practically a lecture; for half an hour since Jiang Jingsi came in, all he did was lecture him, and Jiang Jingsi was tired of hearing it.

Jiang Linchuan couldn't help but say sourly, "The marketing director is very busy, okay? Unlike you, who sits in the office all day, attending meetings, listening to what others are saying, and then signing a few documents for you to do, just for show."

"Who can't do this kind of work?" Jiang Linchuan thought to himself.

Jiang Jingsi didn't bother explaining the nature of his job to him, and calmly said, "If you can take this position, I can give it to you anytime."

Jiang Linchuan was speechless for a moment, then he continued, "But the fact is you can't do it, so you can only accept reality and do what you're supposed to do. Since Dad wants you to be the Marketing Director, then you should stay there and hone your skills, make some achievements, and then Dad will transfer you to a different position."

"understood."

He left reluctantly.

After he left, Jiang Jingsi pressed the intercom to let Xu Chaoxi in.

Hearing Jiang Jingsi call her name, Xu Chaoxi got up to go to the office, but was stopped by Cen Hui.

"Hey, where are you going again?" she asked with ill intent, her eyes full of suspicion.

"Didn't you hear me? President Jiang wants me to go into his office," Xu Chaoxi explained calmly.

"You're not allowed to go! You ran straight to the office as soon as you arrived. Are you trying to seduce him again? Let me tell you, he's my sister's man, he's my sister's husband! Don't even think about having any improper thoughts about him!" Cen Hui warned Xu Chaoxi angrily.

Saying these things in front of everyone.

Xu Chaoxi glanced at the other secretaries, who were all doing their own things, but they had heard everything she said.

Xu Chaoxi looked at her as if she were an idiot.

"This is a workplace, and I only went to see General Manager Jiang because of work."

"Tch, who would believe that?" Cen Hui rolled her eyes.

"Only you know what you're really thinking. Who knows how much malice you're harboring?"

"If that's what you say, there's nothing I can do. But Mr. Jiang is the boss, and I'm just an employee. If he tells me to go, I have to go. Similarly, if he tells you to go, you have to go too. Unfortunately, he didn't call you."

After saying that, Xu Chaoxi left her workstation and went to Jiang Jingsi's office. She owed Cen Nian, not Cen Hui. Cen Hui had targeted her intentionally or unintentionally many times, so she didn't need to be polite to Cen Hui.