Because she was addicted

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged muscular man grinned, his fleshy face appearing even more ferocious. He raised his hand to indicate that he had no intention of using violence, and bent his body even lower.

"Ms. Wen, please don't misunderstand. Mr. Lin was drunk yesterday and offended you greatly. He regretted it after sobering up and specifically asked us to come and apologize to you today."

The muscular man waved his hand, and the dozen or so men in black behind him bowed deeply in unison.

"sorry!"

The resounding, loud apologies echoed throughout the lobby, even carrying a faint echo.

Wen Jia was startled and tactically took a half step back.

The group's security guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

The muscular man, despite his fierce appearance, insisted on putting on a friendly face.

"Miss Wen, in principle, Mr. Lin should have come in person, but as you know, he is currently unable to move around easily and is still in the hospital. However, I have brought the person who injured you yesterday."

The bodyguard who was with Lin Zhidong yesterday was brought up here by guards.

His right hand was still folded at an unbelievable angle, the entire palm a terrifying blackish-purple. He seemed somewhat dazed, his face ashen, and his steps unsteady.

It's been a whole day and night, and his injury still hasn't been treated?

"Ah Qi's hand had already been reattached, but this morning Boss Kobayashi broke it off again. As for the other hand, Boss Kobayashi said Miss Wen can do whatever she wants with it."

The muscular man took a hammer from the side and presented it to the man with both hands.

The implication was that Wen Jia should smash A Qi's hand!

Wen Jia suddenly felt nauseous.

When the muscular man saw that she wouldn't take the hammer,

"Miss Wen is kind-hearted and can't bring herself to do it. I'll do it for you."

After saying that, he turned his head slightly, and the two men holding Ah Qi immediately pulled Ah Qi's right hand and put it on the floor.

The muscular man walked over step by step, carrying a hammer.

"Brother Meng, I was wrong. Please forgive me, Brother Meng!!!"

Ah Qi struggled desperately, tears streaming down his face.

But the two strong men were holding him down, and he couldn't move at all.

"Seven, I'm sorry. Just grit your teeth, and if I'm precise, it'll be over soon."

The muscular man suddenly raised the hammer.

"Wait!"

Wen Jia couldn't stand it anymore. Lin Zhidong's apology wasn't an apology at all; it was a blatant threat.

"I forgave him, is it okay that I forgave him?"

The muscular man glanced at Ah Qi, "Aren't you going to thank Miss Wen?"

Ah Qi collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. His shirt was completely soaked with sweat. He was panting heavily, feeling a sense of relief at surviving such a close call.

"Thank you, Miss Wen, thank you, Miss Wen..."

Wen Jia frowned: "Alright, you've apologized enough, I'm leaving."

"Wait!"

The muscular man shouted, and everyone around him shuddered involuntarily.

"Ms. Wen, there's also an apology gift from Mr. Lin. Please accept it."

Two bodyguards ran up, put down two large luxury briefcases, opened them, and found more than a dozen outfits, five or six limited-edition bags, and sets of jewelry inside.

The muscular man also handed over a box containing a car key, with several red marriage certificates underneath.

"This is a 300-square-meter apartment in Central, fully furnished, with a prime ocean view, ready to move in. There's also a sports car parked outside; please accept it, Ms. Wen."

Wen Jia felt as if struck by lightning.

Lin Zhidong's way of apologizing is more terrifying than his pursuit of her.

"I don't want that. If he's genuinely apologizing, just go back and tell him not to bother me again."

After saying that, Wen Jia turned and left without touching the ground.

"Miss Wen! Miss Wen!"

Watching Wen Jia walk away without looking back, the muscular man turned to a man in black not far away and said:

"Did you record everything?"

"It's recorded, it's recorded." The man in black quickly ran over, holding up his phone.

Send it to me.

The muscular man received the video, watched it carefully, and then forwarded it to Lin Zhidong, bending over to send a WeChat voice message:

"Mr. Kobayashi, is this alright?"

……

Turning around, Lu Chenyan also received a video of Lin Zhidong sending someone to apologize.

"Hmph, you're still not convinced, aren't you?" Lu Chenyan showed the video to Fu Huaishen.

"Let's just leave this matter at that for now. Tell Wen Jia that the company will give her an explanation." Fu Huaishen handed the phone back to him after reading it.

I've been back for a year now, and I thought the company was mostly sorted out.

But yesterday, when faced with Lin Zhidong's provocation, not a single member of the group's security team stood up to protect their employees.

It's clear that we still need to work harder.

"Mr. Fu, tonight is Miss Tang's birthday party. The gift has already been ordered. Dinner is at seven o'clock."

"Driver Xiao Wu said from the front."

"I understand." Fu Huaishen rubbed his furrowed brow.

……

Wen Jia returned to her office.

The news downstairs had already spread.

There was a great deal of discussion in the office.

"Wen Jia, are you really with President Lu?"

"Is that even a lie? If it weren't for President Lu backing her up, would CEO Lin have bothered to apologize? And that's CEO Lin, for goodness' sake!"

"Being pretty is a blessing. First she hooked up with CEO Lin, then she hooked up with CEO Lu. And it's only been a few days. Her methods are truly brilliant. If I had known that CEO Lin and CEO Lu both liked this type, I would have pretended to be innocent and aloof too."

"If I had to choose, I'd also pick President Lu. President Lu is much younger and more handsome than President Lin. President Lin is a bit older after all."

"Two big shots fought over her; I'm truly ashamed of myself!"

There are all sorts of opinions.

When there are no conflicts of interest and everyone is about the same, there are no problems between colleagues.

But once it happens, the balance in my heart is instantly shattered.

All sorts of nasty things just started coming out.

"What are you saying!" Yimo shouted. "Jiajia isn't like that!"

Although she said that, she didn't even believe it herself, and looked at Wen Jia with a helpless expression.

Wen Jia: "The innocent are innocent, let them gossip as they please."

However, he sounded rather guilty about what he said.

"Yes, Jiajia, even if you really are with President Lu, I still think it must be President Lu who pursued you. Jiajia, you are so good, you deserve it." Yimo clenched her fist to cheer Wen Jia on.

……

In the afternoon, Secretary Li spoke with Wen Jia alone.

Secretary Li felt very guilty: "Wen Jia, President Fu apologized for what happened yesterday. He said that the responsibility for such a terrible incident happening downstairs in the company lies with the company."

"!!!"

Wen Jia's pupils dilated slightly, and she quickly waved her hand, trying to make amends.

"This incident has indeed exposed some problems within the company. Don't worry, I have dealt with the security team severely. The security team that only watched the commotion yesterday and didn't come up to protect their own employees has been dismissed en masse, and several related senior executives have also been dealt with."

He was fired?

Wen Jia was somewhat surprised.

No wonder, when she went downstairs to meet people this morning, the company's security team changed their attitude and protected her like an iron barrel.

It turns out that it was President Fu who made the move.

"If you can't even protect your own employees, what face do you have to protect the company? President Fu said, 'Focus on your work, the company will take care of everything.'"

Secretary Li's words unintentionally reassured her.

Wen Jia was deeply moved.

But she also knew that the reason she was being treated so highly by the company today was probably because of Lu Chenyan. Otherwise, what kind of boss would deal with so many employees and executives just for a secretary?

"Thank you, Mr. Fu. Thank you, Secretary Li."

Secretary Li was in his forties, a refined middle-aged man. He had been by Fu Huaishen's side throughout Fu Huaishen's years of studying abroad. Despite his ever-smiling demeanor, he was quite ruthless in his methods.

No one knows how many things he helped Fu Huaishen with.

Secretary Li wore her signature smile, making it impossible to discern her true emotions.

"Wen Jia, how have you felt about spending a few days with President Lu?"

"Secretary Li, there's nothing between me and President Lu! We're just in a simple superior-subordinate relationship; there's nothing like those rumors circulating outside!"

Before Wen Jia could feel at ease for even a few seconds, she was startled by Secretary Li's words and waved her hands repeatedly.

Secretary Li smiled broadly.

"You're beautiful and capable, and Mr. Lu is single too. I think you're a good match."

"Secretary Li..." Wen Jia quickly explained.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just asking casually. You can go back to your work." Secretary Li waved for Wen Jia to leave.

Once the door was closed, he began to savor and reflect on it.

"They really do look like a good match."

"But when was that?"

"Last time Wen Jia missed lunch, that kid Chen Yan even bought her afternoon tea, right? He said he'd treat everyone, and specifically asked for the place downstairs, and even wanted blueberry flavor. Tch. I've never seen Lu Gongji (Chen Yan's nickname) care about anyone like that before. So, they knew each other even earlier? When was that?"

……