Jian Hang thought Tan Feng would come to the company tomorrow at the earliest, but unexpectedly, she received a call from him at noon. Tan Feng had just gotten off the plane and would go directly to the company.
That afternoon, Tan Feng officially took office. She had a special relationship with Tan Feng, and her handover could no longer be superficial.
Jian Hang listed the projects she had been handling as well as all precautions she could think of, no matter how big or small.
“The project in Suzhou is more complicated than I thought. I will talk to you in detail in the next few weeks and tell you everything I can.”
“Okay. Thank you for your hard work during this period.”
“You’re being too polite,” Jian Hang closed her laptop. “I’ve prepared a welcome banquet for you tonight. I’ve already notified everyone.”
Tan Feng wasn’t interested, “I told you it’s not necessary to spend money.”
“It’s not about spending money; it’s about them wanting to improve their relationship with you.”
… …
The restaurant booked for Tan Feng’s welcome banquet was not far from the company, just a fifteen-minute drive away.
After asking her secretary to book the place, Jian Hang opened Qin Moling’s chat box, wondering whether she should report her plans to him. These past few days, he would always report his evening plans to her.
Just as she was struggling with indecision, she unexpectedly received a message from Qin Moling: [What time will you be home? I’ll cook tonight.] Jian Hang was in a bad mood because she couldn’t play games, so he planned to cook a few dishes for her.
Jian Hang replied with true regret: [We have a welcome party for Tan Feng tonight. Is tomorrow okay?]
What else could Qin Moling reply? [Okay.]
Jian Hang understood the feeling of disappointment when one prepared a surprise but had to cancel it because the other party had something to do.
She added: [“Tomorrow night, I will take care of dinner.”]
Qin Moling folded the menu in his hand in half and slipped it in his notebook.
He spent more than half an hour making a menu, matching the ingredients, and had already asked Aunt Geng to buy all the dishes.
After working on it for so long, it turned out she was hosting a welcome banquet for Tan Feng that evening.
However, his unhappiness was alleviated by her words that she would be cooking dinner tomorrow night.
Qin Moling: [Don’t drink too much]
Jian Hang: [I won’t, not even a single drop.]
… …
In the elevator, Jian Hang met Lin Xiao again.
“Boss.” Now that Jian Hang has resigned, he felt that she was much more pleasing to look at and even greeting his greeting to her was relaxed and pleasant.
Jian Hang looked at him and said, “Get along well with the new boss and work harder.”
“Don’t worry.”
The elevator arrived, and Lin Xiao held the door with his hand to let Jian Hang go in first.
Talking about wanting to get along with the new boss, Lin Xiao arrived at the restaurant and chose the table farthest away from the boss.
Jian Hang and Tan Feng were seated at the same table. Tan Feng asked everyone to just be casual. He himself did not drink any alcohol and just asked for plain water.
The others relaxed; those who wanted to drink did so, and those to didn’t want to drank other beverages.
The meal was very pleasant. They found that Tan Feng was a little different from what they had heard, so they started talking more.
The thing was, Tan Feng drank water tonight because Jian Hang couldn’t drink alcohol. And he was so easy to talk tonight because he wanted to give face to the former boss, Jian Hang.
Anyone who has ever worked in his team could tell you that he was actually the most difficult person to talk to.
After a while, they would all realize that what he gave them tonight was simply an illusion.
Tan Feng was observant and noticed Jian Hang glance at her watch several times.
After everyone chatted and laughed for a while, he suggested ending the meal.
… …
Jian Hang returned home at half past nine; Qin Moling was working overtime in the dining room.
Now, the two of them were used to using the dining room as a study. No matter who came back first, they would wait for the other in the dining room.
Qin Moling glanced at her and asked, “Did you drink?”
“Nope.”
“Okay.” He buried his head in the work in front of him again.
He had held her in his arms while sleeping last night. Today, Jian Hang sat down next to him and took out her cell phone from her bag. She couldn’t play the game, so she went online to collect items.
Just as she turned the phone screen sideways, Qin Moling reached out, took her phone, and placed it face down on the table, “Have you forgotten how uncomfortable you felt the past two days?”
When she wasn’t dizzy, she really couldn’t remember it.
Jian Hang explained, “I’m not going to play games, I’m just going online…” to collect items.
Qin Moling finished her words for her, “Just going online collect some items, right?”
After a pause, he said, “I’ve heard Qin Xing say this so many times. He always says he’ll only be online for ten minutes to collect the items the system sends him, and he won’t join any teams for a match. I’ve never seen him go offline in less than an hour.”
Jian Hang: “…”
“I am different from Qin Xing. I have better self-control than most people.”
The more she explained, the less confident he felt.
After all, he saw with his own eyes that she risked getting dizzy just to play a game.
She finally decided not to log in. “Give me the phone, I’ll just watch a video.”
Qin Moling didn’t distrust her words, “I know you are different from Qin Xing. If you are busy with a project now, you will definitely not touch the game.”
The problem was that she was very free right now.
It was not easy for a person to quit playing games when they had too much free time on their hands. He liked playing with fast cars and knew what it felt like to be addicted to something.
Thinking of this, Qin Moling made up his mind, “Uninstall the game while you work on getting yourself better.”
“No,” Jian Hang rejected him without hesitation.
How would she collect her daily items if she uninstalled the game?
Qin Moling had a solution, “You uninstall it, and I’ll download it on my phone. I can’t play the game, but I can help you collect your items every day.”
Jian Hang: “…”
For someone who didn’t even like games, it was not easy for him to do this for her health.
She couldn’t refuse him anymore.
Downloading a game on his mobile phone already broke his own bottom line.
Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
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Chapter 40.3 — Breaking the Bottom Line
Chapter 41.1 — Take Matters Seriously
Chapter 41.2 — Take Matters Seriously
Chapter 41.3 — Take Matters Seriously



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