After it was over, Jian Hang rested in his arms for a few minutes. Qin Moling held her and did not release her immediately.

She liked Qin Moling’s kisses and also liked him hugging her, but these two things were very unnatural for them to do anywhere other than the bedroom.

They would only hug for a few minutes more in the afterglow.

They found that the tissue paper on the bedside table was all used up.

Qin Moling didn’t bother to go get a new one; his shirt was at the head of the bed.

He put Jian Hang down, took the shirt, and leaned over her.

Jian Hang: “…”

Wasn’t he a mysophobe?

When his suit jacket fell on the ground, he didn’t even bother to keep it. Now he was just casually using his shirt as tissue paper.

Jian Hang blocked his hand and said, “No, I’ll take a shower right away.”

Qin Moling didn’t listen to her and used his shirt to help her clean up little by little.

He turned on the light, and Jian Hang picked up the nightgown robe on the edge of the bed and wrapped it around herself.

Qin Moling looked at her. Her eyes were moist, and she looked gentler than usual.

He couldn’t help but want to kiss her, but he held back.

Jian Hang went to take a shower, and Qin Moling went to use the bathroom in the second bedroom. 

She stood in front of the mirror: there were several kiss marks left by Qin Moling on her front, back, and all over her neck.

After taking her bath, Qin Moling had not yet returned to the bedroom. Jian Hang remembered that he had to work overtime tonight.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

The next day, Qin Moling put Jian Hang’s medical treatment on the agenda.

He called Uncle Zhou, who was an expert in neurology. When Jian Hang was hospitalized, it was Uncle Zhou that he asked to arrange a ward for her.

Director Zhou heard that Jian Hang was feeling unwell and asked, “Wasn’t she hospitalized last time because of hypoglycemia?”

“Yeah. Maybe it’s the aftereffects of that incident.”

“…”

Director Zhou asked, “What are the symptoms?”

She gets 3D dizziness and can’t play games for a long time.

Qin Moling couldn’t say it, “I’ll let Jian Hang tell you the details.”

Director Zhou had a meeting this afternoon, but it would be over before five o’clock. “Okay, come to my office around five o’clock, and I’ll take a look at the situation and decide what tests to do.”

“Okay, we’ll be there on time.”

Qin Moling asked Secretary Gao to postpone his social engagements for the evening, and then he messaged Jian Hang: [“I will pick you up at four o’clock to go to the hospital, please arrange your work in advance.”]

Secretary Gao had asked someone to check the relationship between Tan Moxing and Tan Feng. The only thing they had in common other than their surnames was they were of the same sex. They were not relatives. They did not know each other privately and had no contact with each other.

She reported this to Qin Moling and waited for her boss’ instructions.

Qin Moling clarified, “They don’t know each other?”

“They don’t. Tan Feng only reposted Tan Moxing’s movie trailer on Weibo.” This was the only interaction they found between the two.  Jian Hang also reposted that trailer.

Jian Hang’s Weibo nickname was [Olivia is Olive], and she followed Tan Feng.

Tan Feng didn’t follow many people, and there were only one or two comments under each of his posts, including one from [Olivia is Olive].

Secretary Gao knew that Jian Hang’s English name was Olive, and based on the content of this account’s interactions with Tan Feng on Weibo, she guessed it was Jian Hang.

Did the boss perhaps read Jian Hang’s Weibo, saw Jian Hang interacting with Tan Feng, and got jealous?

The moment this idea entered her mind, Secretary Gao was shocked at her own thoughts.

She could only pretend that she didn’t know who [Olivia is Olive] was and didn’t mention this ID at all.

Qin Moling didn’t give this any further attention, “Whether the company wants to renew the endorsement contract with Tan Moxing is up to the relevant departments.”

Since Tan Feng and Tan Moxing had nothing to do with each other, there was no need for him to interfere in the matter of extending the latter’s contract for endorsement.

As for what Jian Hang said—that Tan Moxing was suitable to endorse the products of the Fourth Division—he would weigh the pros and cons.

With the flagging sales of the Fourth Division this past year, they simply couldn’t afford to hire a big-name spokesperson like Tan Moxing. Jian Hang didn’t know the real operating situation of the Fourth Division, which had been steadily losing money.

Just as Qin Moling was thinking about the Fourth Division, Third Uncle Qin called.

Third Uncle Qin and Qin Moling had the same idea before—wait and see before they select a new General Manager for the Fourth Division.

But they couldn’t keep putting it off forever.

Third Uncle Qin expressed his concerns, “If we delay any further, the people in the Fourth Division will start to wonder if the company is planning to close the Fourth Division and this is why we have delayed appointing a new GM.”

Once the Fourth Division was shut down, its products would be merged with the other departments, and many of its employees would not be retained.

If the employees from the Fourth Division spent all their time worrying about their jobs, who would have the heart to work?

Qin Moling looked at his wedding ring and said, “I did think about dismantling it.”

“You just think about it in your heart, but you can’t take this step unless it’s the absolute last resort! If that happens, public opinion will drown Lemeng. No one will care why you are laying off employees. The media will only say that Lemeng is not doing well and is starting large-scale layoffs, all to attract viewers’ attention. If our competitors add fuel to the fire, the stock price will hit rock bottom!”

Third Uncle Qin advised, “The Fourth Division has the most employees and had the most upfront investment. Layoffs are not an option.” 

Large-scale layoffs would send a signal to investors that Lemeng was about to fail.

Qin Moling reassured his third uncle, “There would be no layoffs.”

Third Uncle Qin wanted to know his nephew’s next move. His nephew had fired Yu Ming and two other executives, which had caught him off guard at the time. “What are your plans?”

“I’ll give the Fourth Division another two years. If it can revitalize its market, I will continue to keep it. If it can’t, I will acquire a beverage company with a good reputation, spin off the Fourth Division from Lemeng, and reorganize it with the acquired company.”

After the reorganization, whether the new company made a profit or a loss no longer had anything to do with Lemeng.

Third Uncle Qin breathed a sigh of relief—his nephew’s mind has slowly, but finally, focused on Lemeng.

In those two years, the Fourth Division may still be saved.

He asked with concern, “The Fourth Division GM, have you not considered anyone for it yet?”

Qin Moling kept looking at his wedding ring. Just now he suddenly thought of Jian Hang. 

What would Jian Hang do if the Fourth Division was in her hands?

But Jian Hang was used to the venture capital circle and it was impossible for her to switch to the traditional fast-moving consumer goods industry.

Therefore, his idea would never have an answer.

Qin Moling took his eyes off his wedding ring and said to the phone, “Internal competition. Whoever has the ability will take the job.”

Third Uncle Qin agreed, “Okay, you decide this for yourself.”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Moling asked Secretary Gao to issue a notice that an internal competition would be held for the position of General Manager of the Fourth Division.

Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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Chapter 38.3 — Indulgence
Chapter 39.1 — Schedule the Wedding
Chapter 39.2 — Schedule the Wedding
Chapter 39.3 — Schedule the Wedding