Because she was addicted

"I haven't received the shampoo link yet."

After finishing their work discussion, Lu Chenyan leaned back in his chair, rubbed his eyes, and looked at her.

"Okay, I'll send it as soon as I get back to my seat."

Wen Jiazhen never expected that Lu Chenyan would still remember this.

She got home too late yesterday and was busy packing the gifts Shen Yu had given her, so she had completely forgotten about it.

"My matter is of little importance; please remember it well, Secretary Wen."

"Okay, I understand. Mr. Lu, if there's nothing else, I'll head out now." Wen Jia turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Chenyan tapped the table twice, then gestured with his lip towards the ridiculously large bouquet of roses on the table by the door.

"This is a workplace. Secretary Wen, please don't bring your personal life into your work!"

Wen Jia's face flushed. Although she hadn't intended to use those flowers, they were indeed too flamboyant and high-profile.

"I see."

She left Lu Chenyan's office, sat at her desk, picked up her phone, found the number, and mustered up the courage to send a message.

The group had several important bidding meetings over the past three days, and Lu Chenyan was so busy that he had no time to pay attention to Wen Jia.

Lu Chenyan provided her with website links and professional papers from both China and abroad. For the English parts, Wen Jia had to look up professional terms, take notes, and revise reports at the same time. After a few days, her notebook was filled with notes.

After reviewing this information, she had some new ideas.

We have also gained some new insights into the development and utilization of this industry.

It must be admitted that Lu Chenyan is indeed quite capable at work and has a keen eye that can see business opportunities that others cannot.

She got to know him all over again.

When she left work, she was careful and deliberately slipped out the back door.

She felt uneasy ever since she refused the flowers from that person. Her heart was in her throat every day on her way to and from get off work. Only by burying herself in work could she find inner peace.

Two days passed peacefully.

That day, she and Yimo had arranged to have dinner together. However, just as they stepped out of the company building, a Rolls-Royce screeched to a halt in front of her.

The back window rolled down, and the man, a cigar dangling from his lips, puffed on it and called out to her, "Secretary Wen!"

When Yimo saw who was in the car, she was so frightened that she quickly let go of Wenjia.

"Jiajia, I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Wen Jia's heart trembled violently, and she also wanted to turn around and run away.

But a bodyguard immediately got out of the car and stopped her in a few steps. Wen Jia was forced to walk back to the car. The man blew a smoke ring at her through the open car window and said in a roguish tone:

"Secretary Wen, you've been hiding outside for over half a month. Why didn't you say anything when you came back? Didn't you like the flowers? I've been waiting for you here for two days."

Wen Jia felt a numbness in her spine and tried to stand up straighter.

"Mr. Lin, I've already told you, I have a boyfriend. Please don't contact me anymore, I'm afraid my boyfriend will misunderstand."

"whispering sound!"

Lin Zhidong scoffed dismissively in the car, his lips curling into a smirk:

"Jiajia, who are you trying to fool? Which one is your boyfriend? Let him step forward so I can see."

When he said the last few words, Lin Zhidong's voice rose several octaves.

It was rush hour, and the area in front of the company building was full of men and women leaving get off work. Hearing the noise, they all looked over and gathered in twos and threes at the entrance to watch the commotion.

Shen Yu was among them; the bidding process had just ended, and he was seeing several clients downstairs.

Several people were standing not far from the building entrance, shaking hands warmly. Hearing the noise, they all looked over.

When Shen Yu saw that it was Wen Jia, he wanted to go forward, but when he saw whose car it was, he suddenly stopped.

Wen Jia observed Shen Yu's performance throughout.

Although I had long since given up hope, I still felt a chill run down my spine.

Lin Zhidong has been harassing her for quite some time now.

Lin Zhidong is the son of Lin Xiao, the former president of the group, and his ex-wife. Lin Xiao married into the Fu family and married Fu Xiu, the only daughter of the Fu family. Fu Xiu was ill for many years, so the group was basically handed over to Lin Xiao to manage.

With Lin Xiao in charge of the Fu Group, Lin Zhidong operated more than a dozen entertainment clubs and bathhouses in Haicheng, secretly colluding with the underworld to help his father get things done that couldn't be done openly.

Over the years, the father and son have worked together to operate in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, making their fortune in Haicheng over the past twenty years.

Everyone in the group calls him General Manager Lin.

A year ago, Fu Huaishen returned, and Lin Xiao voluntarily stepped down and relinquished power. However, the company was full of his people, and actual control remained in Lin Xiao's hands. In the past year, the company has seen frequent personnel changes, and the power struggle between the two sides, both overt and covert, has never ceased for a moment.

Lin Zhidong is cruel and lecherous.

He couldn't forget Wen Jia ever since he met her at last year's annual meeting. Half a month ago, he offered her a million yuan a month to be his mistress.

Wen Jia rejected him.

Wen Jia turned around, took her annual leave, and went to find Shen Yu.

I wanted to take advantage of our one-year anniversary to talk to Shen Yu about marriage. Unexpectedly, I ran into Shen Yu and Gu Nan getting together.

After shouting, Lin Zhidong looked at Wen Jia triumphantly.

"See? Nobody dares to step forward. Wen Jia, which woman I've set my sights on would dare to compete with me for her? You think one million is too little? How about two million a month?"

Wen Jia's arm was gripped by the bodyguard, and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free. Her arm was pinched until it was bright red, and Wen Jia bit her lower lip tightly to keep from crying out in pain.

"Mr. Lin, with your vast wealth, what kind of woman can't you have? Why would you need a boring woman like me who doesn't understand romance and only makes you angry?"

Lin Zhidong stared at Wen Jia's face and licked his purplish lips.

"To be honest, the woman I want is someone I can have anytime I want. But since you insist on this chaste and virtuous woman act, I have no choice but to have you. Wen Jia, I've seen plenty of docile women; I want to taste the flavor of a chaste and virtuous woman."

Lin Zhidong dared to openly stop her downstairs at the company because he felt he had nothing to fear.

"What are you standing there for? Get her up here!"

Lin Zhidong kicked the car door open with a dark expression.

The bodyguard immediately used brute force to grab Wen Jia by the back of her neck and shove her into the car.

Everyone around was so frightened that they dared not breathe and kept backing away.

The security guards looked at each other, none of them stepping forward.

In the chaos, Wen Jia saw Shen Yu's face turn pale. Taking advantage of the confusion, she turned around and walked into the building through the crowd.

Wen Jia braced herself against the car door frame with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her hair, which was tied up at the back of her head, became disheveled. She was so angry that her face turned red.

To protect herself from Lin Zhidong, she always carried a knife in her bag.

But right now she doesn't have a free hand to grab it.

In the midst of the argument, a male voice came from behind: "What are you doing!"

Wen Jia turned her head and saw Lu Chenyan walking out of the main gate and brushing past Shen Yu.

One went in, the other out.

Lu Chenyan, with one hand in his pocket, strolled leisurely towards Wen Jia, saying as if no one else was around:

"You said you'd wait for me in the garage, why are you here?"

"President Lu..."

Wen Jia braced her hands against the car door, her eyes involuntarily reddening.

She hadn't cried even after fighting Lin Zhidong for so long, but when she saw Lu Chenyan walking towards her through the crowd, her nose stung with tears.

Lu Chenyan walked up and glanced at the bodyguard. The bodyguard was stunned and loosened his grip.

Wen Jia took the opportunity to move closer to him.

"Kobayashi always invites me to his place for a visit."

Lu Chenyan pulled her hand and shoved it behind his back. "So, do you want to go?"

Wen Jia shook her head.

Lu Chenyan patted her shoulder, then turned to face Lin Zhidong in the car.

"Mr. Lin, since you're here, why don't you come up and have a seat?"

Lin Zhidong sat motionless in the car with his legs crossed, took a deep drag of his cigar, and then turned to blow the cigar all over Lu Chenyan's face.

"Hey Lu, I specially invited Wen Jia to my place for drinks, so don't meddle in my business."

Lu Chenyan raised his hand and waved the smoke, frowned, straightened up, and smiled:

"Mr. Lin, but Wen Jia said she doesn't want to go."