Jian Hang was originally still adapting to seeing him as ‘boss’ or ‘husband’, and she was not so adept yet at switching between the two roles. Whenever she saw him, she always had to confirm in her mind whether he was her husband or boss at this time.

Because of their different identities, she had different feelings when facing him.

When he was her husband, she could ask for many things without any scruples.

But when he was the boss, she couldn’t use her emotions to ask him to do this or that, because he had to consider the overall interests of Lemeng.

Once the identities of ‘husband’ and ‘boss’ become unclear, she would be the one troubled.

However, regardless of his identity, he took the initiative to pursue her, and their relationship took another step forward.

Jian Hang put her condition up front, “If you want to pursue me, I won’t go to your office to play games at noon.”

Qin Moling nodded, “Okay. I’ll uninstall the game on my phone and you can download it yourself.”

Before, he had asked her to go to his office every day, just to borrow that half hour to see her and help her relax. Now, if he wanted to pursue her, he should be the one to take the initiative.

Qin Moling let her go, “Take a bath first, I’ll go cook.”

Jian Hang was in no hurry to take a shower. “I’ll cook with you.” She asked him to wait for two minutes. “I’ll just change out of my clothes first.” She was wearing white pants, and it would be troublesome if they were splashed with oil.

After changing into home clothes, she tied her hair up and went downstairs with him.

Jian Hang looked at his slender and powerful fingers and said, “You’ve never held my hand in front of outsiders.”

Qin Moling paused and turned his head to look at her, “I’ll be more diligent next time.” He thought he had done enough for this marriage, but it seemed he still ignored a lot of things she wanted from him.

What Jian Hang actually wanted the most was, “I want you to like me.”

It was hard to respond to such a request. Qin Moling said, “I’m already pursuing you.” He led her downstairs.

Jian Hang glanced at him sideways. It was a strange feeling to be pursued by someone in a higher position. But when he pursued her as her husband, she didn’t have that feeling.

Qin Moling asked, “Besides steamed eggs, what else do you want to eat?”

Jian Hang thought for a moment and said, “Assorted tofu soup. I’ll make it. I’m not as good a cook as you, but I should be better with a knife. I’ve practiced with my grandfather.”

She used to admire her grandfather so much when she saw him cutting tender tofu that she practiced for an entire summer. During that time, they ate tofu soup every day at home and everyone got really tired of it.

Her hands may be a little rusty from not cutting for a long time, but she still had some basic skills. It was just that it couldn’t compare to the tofu blocks her grandpa cut.

Both of them can cook. They put on aprons and discussed which dishes to make. Qin Moling looked for ingredients in the refrigerator. Today, Aunt Geng heard that he was going to cook, so she bought all the vegetables she could, filling up the refrigerator.

Jian Hang chatted with him. “Aunt Geng went to the movies again?”

“Yeah,” Qin Moling handed her a box of tender tofu.

She had her back to him and the apron around her waist was not tied properly, so he tied it for her.

Qin Moling didn’t move, letting her lean on him, then he took out other ingredients from the refrigerator.

Then each one went about their own business.

They picked and washed vegetables side by side.

Qin Moling has been taking care of Jian Hang’s stomach, and she mainly ate light food these days. Tonight they made four dishes, three vegetarian and one meat dish. The meat dish was also a relatively light dish: minced pork wrapped in beancurd sheets.

Jian Hang made a mixed tofu soup.

After more than an hour, dinner was ready and on the table.

Jian Hang never shared her private life on WeChat Moments, but today she was in the mood to do so. Before eating, she took a few photos from a good angle and adjusted permissions so that colleagues from Lemeng colleagues couldn’t see them.

Soon, someone sent her a message.

Jiang Shenghe: [Tell Teacher Chen that next time I come over for dinner, please make me a dish of minced pork wrapped in bean curd sheets.]

He then asked Jian Hang: [When will you and Qin Moling go home?]

Jian Hang didn’t expect him to be so anxious. [This Friday. If you’re free, let’s go together.]

Jiang Shenghe: [I’m free.]

Qin Moling saw the message chat between the two of them, “What does Jiang Shenghe mean?”

“He said my mom’s cooking skills is great and he wants to eat at our house.”

“He isn’t going there to eat, he wants to go there to report me and destroy my reputation.”

Jian Hang laughed, “Then you should also destroy his reputation.”

Qin Moling had thought about fighting fire with fire, but he still had to maintain his image in front of his parents-in-law.

Qin Moling said, “He doesn’t have a wife, why should I bother with him?”

Jian Hang: “…”

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

For three consecutive days, Jian Hang had lunch with the heads of the Fourth Division. Zhou Yi and Zheng Yanshu were out on business trips every day, so Jian Hang didn’t run into them. She made an appointment with the directors of the other departments first.

Soon it was Friday, and it was time for the second regular meeting of the Fourth Division.

The meeting time was at nine o’clock in the morning. Xiao Fan stood at the door of the conference room, waiting for Zhou Yi and Zheng Yan to arrive, worried that they would deliberately be late for a minute or two and ruin Jian Hang’s momentum.

Unexpectedly, at 8:55, the two entered the conference room one after another.

Xiao Fan felt uneasy. How could these two cooperate so well? Something must be wrong.

“Director Zhou, please project the plan onto the screen so we can discuss it together.” Jian Hang pulled up a chair and sat down.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yi. At the last regular meeting, he had said the marketing plans have all been overturned. They didn’t know whether he had brought a new marketing plan today or a self-criticism.

Zhou Yi turned on his laptop, and everyone felt relieved when they saw the powerpoint on the screen.

Jian Hang read it but didn’t comment.

Instead, she asked Zheng Yanshu, “Director Zheng, have you sorted out the dealer’s information?”

Zhou Yi had just finished presenting his powerpoint, and everyone’s hearts suddenly hung suspended again. Jian Hang had said that she wanted to discuss the marketing plan, but now after reading it, there was no further comment.

Zheng Yanshu signaled Zhou Yi to exit the projection screen, and he projected his own laptop screen. The data Jian Hang wanted was already available, so he only needed to add some content and reorganize the archives.

Until now, he didn’t know what Jian Hang wanted to do with this information.

Jian Hang stretched out her hand and said, “Give me the laptop.”

Zheng Yanshu was sitting next to Jian Hang, an arm’s length away.

He hesitated for a moment and pushed the laptop towards Jian Hang.

“Is there a backup to this file?” Jian Hang asked.

Zheng Yanshu said calmly, “Yes.”

“Then I will modify it directly here.”

Jian Hang scrolled the mouse, and everyone looked at the big screen, including Zheng Yanshu.

She first removed from this ‘blacklist’ those dealers that she thought were still acceptable, then kept in the list all those who did not meet her minimum requirements.

Of the more than 500 companies, 421 were retained on the ‘blacklist’.

Jian Hang saved the information and sent a copy to her own email using Zheng Yanshu’s email address. Then she pushed the laptop back to Zheng Yanshu and said, “Close these 421 dealers and recruit new ones.”

Zheng Yanshu was stunned for a moment, “What did you say?”

Jian Hang spoke each word with great emphasis, “I said, close all these accounts, leave no one behind. And then find new distributors.”

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

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T/N: Steamed egg

Mixed Tofu Soup

Minced pork in bean curd wrappers

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Chapter 54.2 — Differences
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