latelenovela Chapter 247 Order a Bouquet of Flowers
Chapter 247 Order a Bouquet of Flowers
Ji Jingshen stared at him unusually, his eyes full of meaning.
The secretary felt a chill run down her spine, sensing something was amiss. She forced a stiff smile and stood there, too afraid to move.
The two men looked at each other, and finally the secretary gave in, taking heavy steps forward to place the documents on the desk. "President, if there are no other instructions, I'll be going now..." The secretary turned to slip away.
"Wait a minute," Ji Jingshen called out to him with a stern face.
The secretary stiffened, then heard a man's voice behind her: "How do you coax a woman?"
The secretary raised an eyebrow and gave a knowing smile. He finally understood why the president had been in such a bad mood these past few days. It turned out he had a fight with his wife.
The secretary turned around, and Ji Jingshen looked very unnatural, pretending to be very busy, as if the person who had just spoken was not him.
"Oh dear!" The secretary breathed a sigh of relief. "President, you should have said it was because of Madam. We thought something had happened and we didn't dare to slack off at work..." The last sentence was spoken at a much lower volume.
Ji Jingshen glanced at him with a lingering look.
Not daring to make fun of this big shot anymore, the secretary offered earnest advice, but Ji Jingshen rejected them all, as every one of his ideas was unreliable.
This was unreliable, so Ji Jingshen decided to find a solution himself. After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "Let's order a bouquet of flowers."
What woman doesn't love flowers?
For the sake of the president and his wife's happiness, and for the sake of the working environment of all employees, the secretary has an unshirkable duty.
The secretary came out of the office and turned around to run into Su Li.
"What's making you so happy?" Su Li inquired intentionally.
Ji Jingshen has been frowning for several days, probably because of the unpleasantness of that night. She had wanted to sound him out several times but hadn't dared to knock on the door. Today, she happened to run into her secretary, who was beaming with joy, clearly having good news. She had to ask her properly.
The secretary initially didn't want to tell her, since it was the president's private matter. But then she thought that he didn't know much about flowers, and he didn't know what kind of flowers girls liked. What if he ordered one that his wife didn't like? Wouldn't that be counterproductive?
The president and his wife already have conflicts, so we can't let them escalate because of him.
The secretary pulled Su Li aside and asked mysteriously, "Secretary Su, do you know which florist has the prettiest flowers? Which flowers are most suitable for giving to girls?"
"Secretary, do you have a woman you like?" Su Li teased with a smile, but it was actually a way of getting information out of him.
"It's not me, stop asking so many questions, just recommend some stores to me."
Su Li agreed to help him choose suitable flowers, giving him a deadline. The secretary went off to do her own thing, satisfied.
Would a cold and ruthless man like Ji Jingshen really send flowers to a woman? Su Li couldn't help but feel jealous. What was so good about Song Qianyi that made Ji Jingshen bow down to her?
She clenched her fists, hatred overflowing from her eyes. She couldn't let them reconcile so easily, otherwise how could she take advantage of the situation?
After contacting the florist, Su Li left the company with a project proposal in hand.
"Ding-dong-"
"Ding-dong-"
The doorbell rang several times in the outer courtyard.
Song Qianyi had just coaxed Sui Sui to sleep, and she herself was still sleepy. She tiptoed downstairs and opened the door.
She was stunned to see Su Li, who was beaming, at the door, and thought she was still half asleep.
Her hand was still on the doorknob, showing no intention of inviting anyone in.
She didn't like strangers coming into her home, especially this annoying "stranger," and didn't even want her to set foot in the yard.
"Ji Jingshen isn't here." Song Qianyi subconsciously felt that Su Li had come to see Ji Jingshen. Shouldn't he be at work at this time?
"Miss Song, you've misunderstood. I'm here to deliver some documents; the president might need them when he gets back tonight," Su Li said with a smile, taking the proposal out of her briefcase.
Song Qianyi took the item expressionlessly. Those who knew better had already left by then, but Su Li was no ordinary person. She narrowed her eyes and smiled slyly.
Feeling offended, Song Qianyi frowned speechlessly.
"Miss Song, are the flowers to your liking? The president specifically instructed me to choose carefully, to pick a bouquet that I think is beautiful and that I like." Su Li smiled shyly, and anyone who didn't know better would think that Ji Jingshen had given her flowers.
Seeing Song Qianyi's unpleasant expression, Su Li quickly explained, "Miss Song, please don't misunderstand. The president was worried that the difference in aesthetic taste between men and women was too great, and that if he chose it himself, he would buy something you wouldn't like, so he entrusted this task to me."
With a double entendre, Song Qianyi understood Su Li's point of contention: firstly, if Ji Jingshen truly wanted to apologize, he would never have his secretary buy flowers; he would have chosen them himself. Secondly, with so many secretaries, why did he specifically choose Su Li, and even specifically ask her to pick a bouquet she liked? This showed that Ji Jingshen treated Su Li differently.
Su Li ordered the flowers, so it's impossible that she didn't know Su Li hadn't received them at all. She made this special trip just to annoy Su Li.
Song Qianyi crossed her arms and replied casually, "Thanks."
She wasn't angry? Su Li was somewhat surprised.
However, Su Li went to Song Qianyi's house to humiliate her just to see her break down, get angry, and be helpless. She was unwilling to accept Song Qianyi's calmness.
"Ms. Song, is there anything you would like to say to the president? I can pass it on for you."
Song Qianyi said with a smile, "Tell him to go home for dinner early tonight."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qianyi stepped back and closed the door. A gust of wind blew by, and Su Li was left outside like a clown.
Su Li stomped her foot angrily. She didn't believe that Song Qianyi didn't mind at all. Her nonchalant attitude just now was definitely an act! When Ji Jingshen came home tonight, the two of them would definitely have a big fight, and then her goal would be achieved.
Song Qianyi leaned against the door and made a phone call to the human resources department, negotiating with them, "Yes, her name is Su Li... She should be given every penny of compensation she deserves, and her full salary for this month should be paid... No need, your president won't get involved in this kind of thing."
The HR department agreed to dismiss Su Li, but since she was personally selected by Ji Jingshen, they dared not fire her casually. They wanted to ask Ji Jingshen's opinion, but Song Qianyi stopped them. She didn't believe that Ji Jingshen would turn against her, since she was just a secretary.
The flowers Su Li ordered were delivered to Ji Jingshen's office building right before he left work. After the secretary signed for them, Ji Jingshen came out.
99 champagne gold roses, understated yet luxurious. Bright red is too tacky, and pink is too tacky; this color is just right.
The secretary mentally praised Su Li to the skies, then presented the flowers to Ji Jingshen, hoping for his praise, "President, what do you think? Aren't these flowers beautiful?"
Ji Jingshen glanced at it, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat. "Not bad."
The CEO's "not bad" means "very good"!
The secretary was in a good mood, his smile never fading on the way. He could already imagine the expression on his wife's face when she received the flowers. After all, it was a huge surprise that a dullard like the president would actually do something romantic.
However, the truth is...
Song Qianyi accepted the flowers with a blank expression, smiled politely, and said, "Thank you." Then she put the flowers aside and didn't look at them again.