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Chapter 534: Bad Bamboo Does Not Produce Good Shoots



Chapter 534: Bad Bamboo Does Not Produce Good Shoots

Su Li’s bright eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity as she pressed on, "Why aren’t you happy?""Because they..." Xuan Ting was munching on an apple, paused halfway through his sentence, then turned the topic with a cheeky smile, "I don’t know either."

Su Li glared at him in frustration. How could he not know? He clearly just didn’t want to tell her.

Xuan Ting’s youthful yet handsome face gradually showed a hint of seriousness, "Our sect will never betray you, especially the senior brother, but the people of the Feng Family might. It’s hard for rot bamboo to produce good shoots."

Rot bamboo?

Su Li wanted to ask more, but Xuan Ting, holding his half-eaten apple, was about to head to the guest room for a rest. After taking a couple of steps, he turned back expectantly, asking, "Junior sister, can I have all these fruits? I can’t afford to buy them."

Su Li’s mouth twitched slightly, but she nodded.

Covering her eye that started to ache again, Su Li went back to her room to wash up and rest.

She walked barefoot on the warm pink and white carpet, leaning against the window to gaze into the distance.

The Ao Shi Group Building had many lights on, making it look like everyone was working overtime. Su Li remembered that Feng Huaijin had just mentioned their company had a major project worth billions before the year’s end, and it was reaching a critical point.

She just didn’t know how late he would have to work tonight.

As Su Li was thinking, the phone she had tossed on the bed vibrated. She leapt over to check; it was a WeChat voice message.

Feng Huaijin’s voice sounded a bit hoarse, "Are you spying on me?"

Su Li jumped, nearly rolling off the bed. What did he say? She was spying on him?

Feeling a bit guilty, Su Li glanced at the window. She had indeed been standing there for quite a while just now...

Immediately, Su Li argued back, "I wasn’t!"

"Then why are the lights on in your house? Not sleeping? Do you want to go bald?"

Upon hearing this, Su Li quickly turned off all the room’s lights and snuggled into the warm covers.

Su Li grumbled to herself. Feng Huaijin, you’re the one who’ll go bald staying up this late!

Feng Huaijin stood silently in the president’s office, watching the lights in the distance getting turned off quickly like someone guilty of theft; he smiled lightly.

Feng Huaijin returned to his desk, took a sip of the coffee he picked up, and his slender fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard.

It wasn’t until dawn that the office lights finally went out.

There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Heng entered, holding some documents and yawning, "Brother Qi, these are the documents for the project."

Feng Huaijin took them and started reviewing, a look of importance flashing in his eyes, reminding him, "This project concerns the company’s survival. Make sure no information related to this project is leaked to anyone."

The specific details of this mobile chip project were known only to the few members of the project team, and each of them was someone he’d brought over from the Ao Shi Group’s headquarters in An City, all trustworthy.

Xiao Heng was also aware of the seriousness of the matter and nodded solemnly, "Brother Qi, I understand the importance of this project, don’t worry."

Xiao Heng suddenly remembered something, shifting the topic, "Brother Qi, weren’t you hiring a personal assistant before?"

Feng Huaijin looked a bit tired, rubbing his temples with slender fingers, lazily asked, "Found someone?"

"Initially, following Brother Qi’s instructions, we were only hiring men," Xiao Heng said seriously, pushing an application form in front of Feng Huaijin, "but at the job fair, I saw this girl."

Feng Huaijin opened his weary eyes to look, "Xue Niannian?"

Feng Huaijin froze as he saw the official photo of the girl printed on the application form.


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