Chapter 43
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"You said you're in pain. How can it hurt if you're not injured?" Nian Junting let go of her hand, his eyes were as cold as ice as he said, "Are you playing tricks again? Are you trying to attract my attention in another way? Aren't you bored?"
"…" Luo Sang sighed in pain and said, "I don't have to be injured to feel pain. My skin isn't broken, but my entire body hurts. If you don't believe me, you can try peeling fruits for seven to eight days in a row."
"Why would I try? I'm busy," Nian Junting straightened his body, picked up a file, and said, "If you don't peel fruits, I won't. I'll deduct half of your salary for today."
"Whatever," Luo Sang sighed, turned around, and said, "I'll make you some tea."
Nian Junting was angry. Why did he look so unhappy?
He raised his head and found Xiao Zhao still standing there. He angrily slapped the table and said, "What are you looking at? Get out of here and get to work. If you don't, stay here and peel grapes."
"I … I still have a lot of work to do," Xiao Zhao hurriedly walked out of the room, his legs shaking in fear. He didn't want to stay here and peel grapes.
But just now, he had a feeling that the two of them were flirting.
His eyesight must be blurred, he thought.
…
For the next two days, Nian Junting didn't treat Luo Sang very well. While eating, he would throw cold glances at her from time to time.
Luo Sang found that Nian Junting didn't just hold a grudge. He was petty and childish, but she didn't want to argue with him. On the third night, while he was busy in the study, she peeled a plate of grapefruit for him.
"What? You're not pretending that your hand hurts anymore?" Nian Junting turned his eyes away from the computer screen with a bland look on his face.
"Eat it," Luo Sang resisted the urge to roll her eyes and gave him a stiff smile.
Nian Junting picked up a piece of grapefruit and put it into his mouth, then curved the corners of his lips slightly.
'Women should be this docile, shouldn't they? I don't like playing hard to get.'
Luo Sang stood silently by his side. She watched him finish half a bowl of grapefruit and continue reading his email. It was filled with Japanese emails. He skimmed through them, then called the translator and asked him to translate the original documents and give them to him the next morning.
Luo Sang stared at the screen for a while. She had spent a year in Japan as an exchange student, so she was very familiar with Japanese. She had been memorizing lines since she was young. Although she couldn't remember everything she said, her memory was much better than that of ordinary people. With just a glance, she could tell that it was an important contract. It should be a Japanese technology company that Nian Junting had been talking about during his meeting with the higher-ups. It was said that this was one of their biggest investment projects this year, involving over a billion yuan.
"Could it be that you can understand it?" Nian Junting ended the call and saw her staring at the screen.
Luo Sang lowered her head, smiled, and didn't say anything.
...
The next day, Luo Sang accompanied Nian Junting into a small conference room in the company that she had never been to before. The dazzling sunlight shone into the room through the tempered glass. The conference table, chairs, and ceiling lamps were all luxurious.
"You're here." Xiao Si was sitting with a man and a woman, smoking. The man looked to be in his forties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and looked like a business elite. The woman was dressed in a white suit, and her makeup was dignified but beautiful.
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