The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 733 - 732. Keep sending!

The young boy was struck as if by lightning.

"Oh my gosh! So, you’re saying that President Jing has been receiving flowers from someone else?"

Who was this brave soul who dared to send flowers to President Jing, known for his thunderous methods? And to do so for three consecutive weeks, what’s miraculous is that the big boss actually accepted them!

"Is this... a confession of love?"

"No shit, what else would sending flowers mean in this day and age?"

"Has President Jing really been very happy lately?"

The woman gave him a look and shot him an obvious glance, "Clearly, haven’t you noticed that there have been fewer employees working overtime lately?"

"Indeed, there’s been less overtime. The tasks are still the same, and so is the work, but the approval rate for planning proposals we submit has gone up."

The young boy paused at this point, finally understanding what she meant by "President Jing is in a good mood."

"Now that I think about it carefully, you’re right. I thought our department had just become more efficient."

It wasn’t because their work abilities had improved, but because President Jing’s demands on them had lowered. Psh! That’s not quite right to say either; it’s just that he wasn’t being as exacting with their proposals as before.

"Whoever that benefactor is, they’ve saved us. If I knew who she was, I would definitely thank her properly!"

She was like a savior, wasn’t she? Definitely a big shot—it’s imperative to hold tight to those thick thighs.

The woman spread her hands regretfully, "That, I don’t know—"

As a member of the admin department, to have dug up so much gossip aside from her usual work was already quite impressive, and she did so by capitalizing on the receptionist’s information. Digging any deeper and she suspected she wouldn’t be far from losing her job.

President Jing’s melon isn’t something just anyone can eat—watch out for indigestion!

"What do you mean you don’t know? What are you guys talking about?"

A clear and ethereal voice came from behind, and both figures stiffened immediately, turning to face the newcomer and meeting Jing Bei’s glossy big eyes.

"Bei, Sister Bei?!"

"Cough cough, Xiao Bei, are you done with your work hehe...."

It’s over, we got caught talking bad about her cousin behind his back, what now?

Online waiting... urgently!

Jing Xiaobei was dressed in a sharp business suit, wearing five-centimeter high heels, and held a stack of thick yellow folders in her hands as if she had just finished work.

"All done. President Jing has gone off work, so naturally, as his secretary, I don’t have much to do."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the two people in front of her eyes bulged, feeling as if their ears were deceiving them.

"What? President Jing has gone off work?!"

"That can’t be, it’s only 5 o’clock now, and it’s not our company’s closing time yet. Plus, doesn’t President Jing usually stay for overtime?"

Jing Xiaobei said, "He really did leave for the day, I saw him go."

In fact, she was also quite curious. Her workaholic cousin leaving early for the first time in history was indeed a revelation.

Before she could ask what the two in front of her really knew, her phone pinged twice, and two WeChat messages popped up on the screen.

Upon opening them, she saw they were from her aunt, saying Aunt Yang had prepared a table full of delicious food at home, and they would start eating in one hour.

Delicious food?

Count her in!

"I won’t chat with you anymore, I’m also leaving work early today to go home for dinner."

Forty minutes later, when Jing Xiaobei arrived at the Palm Pavilion Community and pushed open the gate to the Jing Family Villa, she found her cousin already sitting at the dining table.

And sitting opposite Jing Yu was a very familiar person.

Her newly minted idol, Xiao Tang Shu. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

At that moment, the words "So that’s how it is" flashed in Jing Xiaobei’s mind, and her facial expression was quite strange.

Inside the house, Aunt Yang brought the chicken soup that had been stewing for two hours to the table, looked up, and saw the girl standing at the door, lost in thought.

"Miss Bei has arrived, just in time for the meal. Come in, wash your hands and let’s eat."

"...Sorry, I’m full."

Having been force-fed a mouthful of dog food, even with her favorite dishes on the table, she couldn’t eat a bite.

Both were girls, and she was even a few years older than Xiao Shushu. Yet, she still didn’t have a boyfriend. It was maddening how people could be so different!

So exhausting!

***

Evening.

When the fiery red sun set in the west and the Palm Pavilion Community lit up with colorful decorative lights, Tang Shu, after two laps around the area, arrived at the entrance of her family’s villa, escorted by Jing Yu.

"You should head back. It’s getting cool, and remember to grab a jacket when you get up in the morning."

In front of the exquisite alloy gate, Jing Yu stood before Tang Shu, his dark eyes intently watching her as he gave his reminders.

Tang Shu was about to say she wouldn’t be cold, but the words stopped at her lips, and unconsciously, a smile curved her mouth.

"Got it, you should go back too."

"Yeah."

Jing Yu nodded and replied, but he remained in place, his intentions clear without saying a word.

Tang Shu paused, turned, and pushed open the gate to step into the courtyard. Only when she entered the villa did she feel the gaze on her disappear.

Yang Tiantian seemed to emerge from nowhere, grinning at her.

"Boss, shall I brew you a pot of fine tea?"

"Sure, have you had dinner?"

"I did, I did. Both Xu Family’s younger brother and I have eaten."

"Qianyun came over?"

As the words left her mouth, she remembered that today was the weekend, high school was out, and there was no evening study session.

"He’s here, and his classmate too. They’re in the gym working out."

"I see. Prepare some snacks for them later; kids this age get hungry at night."

"Alright, no problem!"

At this moment, Tang Shu’s foot was already on the stairs leading to the second floor. She halted and turned to ask Yang Tiantian.

"That rose, you placed a month’s order, right?"

"Yes. Do you need anything, boss? Shall I stop it next month?"

Sending them for a full month as a thank-you gift to her brother should be enough.

Yang Tiantian, puzzled, blinked. She suddenly realized something – she had never seen those flowers in the villa, nor had she heard the Xu Family’s younger brother mention receiving any flowers today.

What on earth was going on?

The assistant was still bewildered, completely oblivious to the fact that her boss’s face had darkened at the mention of "stop."

"No need to stop. Keep sending them, and for now, just keep the order until the end of the year."

He seems to like them quite a bit.

Indeed, what the netizens said seemed quite accurate. This trick worked.

Yang Tiantian, standing at the kitchen door, was stunned.

"...Huh?"

To continue ordering? And until the end of this year, and only ’for now’?!

Was she planning to continue the orders into the next year?!

"Boss, are you really ordering until the end of the year?"

"Yes, just until the end of the year. As for next year... we’ll see."

If half a year wasn’t enough time to catch that man’s attention, then it was time she considered a different approach.