novelraw Chapter 0110 Who Gave You the Courage?
Chapter 0110 Who Gave You the Courage?
Monday morning, 10:00 AM.
Limitless headquarters, conference room number one.
This was a very high-level quarterly strategic review meeting.
The long, rectangular mahogany conference table was filled with the company's core executives and department directors.
Each person had a laptop and thick data reports in front of them.
The air was thick with a chilling, tense atmosphere.
Jiang Ci sat in the main seat.
He was wearing a dark gray suit and flipping through the financial report in his hands with a cold expression.
He didn't speak, and the people below didn't dare to breathe loudly.
Wen Ning sat in the most inconspicuous corner of the conference room.
A small chair has been added there.
As a "special assistant," her job was to take meeting minutes and serve tea and water.
She was wearing a cream-colored turtleneck sweater that wrapped her up completely, her head down, her fingers flying across the keyboard, trying to keep up with the executives' speaking speed.
Although she didn't quite understand the professional business jargon, she remembered it very carefully.
She was afraid of missing a single word, lest Jiang Ci find an excuse to torment her when she got back.
"Regarding the expansion of that data center in the south of the city..."
The person speaking is the newly hired deputy general manager of the marketing department, surnamed Wang.
He is an overseas returnee elite and also Su Qing's college classmate.
He had always regarded Su Qing as his goddess, so he had naturally heard about Wen Ning, the "vase" assistant who had gotten in through "backdoor" connections.
Vice President Wang spoke until his mouth was dry.
He stopped and glanced at the empty water glass.
She glanced at Wen Ning in the corner again.
"Hey you, assistant."
Vice President Wang tapped the table, his tone dismissive and imperious.
"Don't you have any common sense? The water's gone, don't you know to empty it?"
There was a moment of silence in the conference room.
Everyone knows that Wen Ning was brought in by President Jiang. Although no one usually pays attention to her, no one would dare to order her around so openly.
Apart from this greenhorn who just arrived.
Wen Ning was taken aback.
She quickly put down her computer, picked up the thermos, and went over.
"Feel sorry."
She walked over to Vice President Wang and bent down to pour him water.
My hand trembled slightly because I was nervous.
A few drops of hot water splashed out and landed on the cuff of Vice President Wang's expensive suit.
"hiss--"
Vice President Wang abruptly withdrew his hand.
His face instantly turned extremely ugly.
"Are you blind?!"
He pulled out a tissue and vigorously wiped his cuffs, his voice rising, filled with undisguised disgust and contempt.
"You can't even do something as simple as pouring water right?"
"What's the HR department doing? Did they hire this kind of useless trash just to be decorations?"
"Besides being good-looking, what else can you do?"
These words were extremely harsh.
He practically pointed his finger at Wen Ning and accused her of "using her looks to please men."
Wen Ning's face turned pale instantly.
She gripped the thermos tightly, her knuckles turning white.
That familiar feeling of shame welled up in my heart again.
She wanted to apologize and say sorry.
however.
Before she could even speak.
"Smack—!!!"
A loud bang.
It was like a thunderclap that exploded in the conference room.
Everyone trembled with fear.
Vice President Wang was so frightened that he dropped the tissue in his hand.
On the main seat.
The thick, hard-covered folder in Jiang Ci's hand.
It slipped from his hand.
It carried a sharp, piercing sound.
Absolutely accurate.
It was smashed directly onto the conference table in front of Vice President Wang.
It even grazed his nose, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.
"Splash—"
Documents were scattered everywhere, and papers flew all over the table.
The entire room fell silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at the person in the main seat with horror.
Jiang Ci leaned back in his chair.
He hadn't yet retracted the gesture of throwing the document.
His face was expressionless.
But those eyes.
sinister.
Violent.
Like an enraged tyrant, his eyes gleamed with a chilling light that seemed ready to draw blood.
"Mr. Jiang...?"
Vice President Wang was terrified, his face turned deathly pale, and his calves were cramping.
"What...what happened to me?"
Jiang Ci slowly stood up.
He placed his hands on the table and leaned forward.
That overwhelming sense of pressure, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, instantly enveloped the poor vice president.
"Who gave you the guts?"
Jiang Ci's voice was very soft.
But it sent a chill down the spine of everyone present.
"Questioning her?"
"Teach her a lesson?"
Deputy Wang stammered, "No, no... she burned me, and she's just an assistant..."
"What's wrong with the assistant?"
Jiang Ci gave a cold laugh.
He walked around the conference table and stepped up to Vice President Wang.
"She's mine."
"I personally recruited him."
"I taught him step by step."
He pointed at Wen Ning, but his eyes were fixed on the vice president.
"You called her trash?"
"Who are you calling blind? Are you calling me blind?"
Vice President Wang was sweating profusely: "I wouldn't dare! President Jiang, I wouldn't dare!"
"You dare not?"
Jiang Ci reached out and helped him straighten his sleeve, which was wet from the splash of water.
The movement was very light, yet it frightened the other person so much that they almost knelt down.
"I think you're incredibly bold."
"Limitless doesn't need executives who lack even this basic tolerance."
"No need..."
His eyes turned cold.
"A fool who dares to bully me to my face."
"Get out."
The last three words.
There was absolutely no room for maneuver.
"Go to finance to settle your salary. Now."
Vice President Wang slumped completely into his chair.
Just because he scolded his assistant?
Am I about to be fired?
"Can't you understand human language?"
Jiang Ci's eyes sharpened.
Vice President Wang scrambled to his feet, grabbed his belongings, and rushed out of the conference room.
They didn't even dare to turn their heads.
The remaining executives in the conference room sat upright, wishing they could bury their heads in their chests.
too frightening.
This is what happens when you cross someone's line.
Jiang Ci turned around.
He looked at Wen Ning, who was still standing there, at a loss.
She was still carrying the thermos in her hand.
Her eyes were red.
They seemed terrified.
Jiang Ci frowned.
He walked over.
He reached out, took the pot from her hand, and placed it heavily on the table.
then.
Under the gaze of dozens of eyes.
He grabbed Wen Ning's wrist.
"come over."
He pulled her out of that dark corner.
Pull it all the way to the very front of the conference table.
That is, next to his seat.
That place used to be empty.
Jiang Ci pulled out a chair.
They pressed Wen Ning down to sit.
"after."
He leaned on the back of her chair with one hand and looked around the room.
His voice regained its usual businesslike indifference, but the content of his words was chilling.
She sits here.
"Sit next to me."
"Let's see who dares to utter a word now."
Wen Ning sat in the best spot with the best view.
Jiang Ci is right next to it.
The two were so close that they could smell his scent.
She looked at the directors who were usually so high and mighty, now casting awe (or fear) at her.
She turned her head.
He looked at Jiang Ci's profile.
He had already sat down again and opened another document.
He remained calm, as if he weren't the one who had just been furiously throwing documents.
But under the table.
His foot gently touched her toes.
It's like a silent comfort.
Wen Ning pursed her lips.
The grievances in my heart dissipated, replaced by a bittersweet warmth.
He is still the same Jiang Ci.
No matter what it becomes.
Even if it becomes a devil.
He's also that... devil who only protects her.