novelraw Chapter 098 My Employees
Chapter 098 My Employees
The common office area in the afternoon.
Printing room.
This is the busiest corner on the entire top floor.
The copier hummed as it worked, and the shredder devoured discarded documents.
Wen Ning stood in front of the photocopier, holding a thick stack of documents.
She wasn't very good at using this complicated business all-in-one machine.
The buttons on top are densely packed, and they are all in English.
She tried several times, but the paper got stuck, and the machine emitted a piercing alarm.
Several secretaries and assistants passing by stopped in their tracks.
His eyes held an undisguised mockery.
"Can't even do photocopying?"
"It really was that one..."
Whispers drifted into my ears.
Wen Ning was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.
She crouched down and tried to open the side cover of the machine to remove the stuck paper.
My fingers inevitably got covered in the black carbon powder that had leaked out, making them look dirty, as if I had just been mining coal.
"Get out of the way."
A cold, hard female voice rang out from above.
Wen Ning looked up.
Su Qing appeared behind her without her noticing.
He held a report that urgently needed to be printed and looked down at her.
"President Su..."
Wen Ning quickly stood up and gave up her seat.
Su Qing glanced at the machine that was still alarming.
He glanced again at Wen Ning, whose hands were covered in carbon powder.
"You can't even do this little thing right."
Su Qing walked over, skillfully operated the machine a few times, removed the jammed paper, and the machine returned to normal.
She put her documents up there.
"At Limitless, we don't support useless people."
Su Qing turned around, crossed her arms, and coldly scrutinized Wen Ning.
"No matter how you got in, since you're getting paid, don't pretend to be weak here."
Wen Ning lowered her head and hid her dirty hands behind her back.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Su. I will learn."
"study?"
Su Qing scoffed.
She casually picked up a stack of documents that Wen Ning had just organized from the table next to her.
I turned two pages.
"The classification logic is completely messed up."
"The dates are not in order."
"Are you trying to make a fool of yourself in front of President Jiang by handing over something like this?"
With a "snap".
Su Qing loosened her grip.
The thick stack of documents was thrown directly to the ground.
A4 sheets of paper were scattered all over the floor, everywhere.
"Redo it."
Su Qing kicked the papers on the ground with the tip of her shoe, as if she were kicking a pile of trash.
"Pick them up one by one and re-sort them. You're not allowed to leave until you've finished."
This is blatant workplace bullying.
The surrounding employees were all silent, no one dared to speak.
Everyone's watching the show.
Let's see if this rumored "pretty face" will run to President Jiang in tears to complain.
Wen Ning looked at the papers scattered all over the floor.
She didn't cry.
There was no rebuttal.
Over the past three years, she has faced far more prejudice and harassment abroad than this.
This is her way of atoning for her sins.
It's only right to suffer some injustice.
"it is good."
Wen Ning squatted down.
They began picking up the documents from the floor one by one.
Su Qing stood there.
I didn't feel much joy.
Instead, I felt an inexplicable sense of irritation.
"Hurry up."
Su Qing urged.
"Stop dawdling, it's annoying to watch."
Just then.
It now has its own private elevator notification sound.
"bite--"
The elevator doors slid open.
A tall and slender figure walked out.
Two senior executives, each carrying a laptop, were following behind him, giving a work report.
Jiang Ci.
He kept glancing at his watch as he walked, seemingly in a hurry.
As I passed by the printing room.
His steps abruptly stopped.
The executive behind him almost bumped into his back and quickly braked.
"General Manager Jiang?"
Jiang Ci remained silent.
His gaze passed over the glass door and landed in the printing room.
They saw Su Qing standing with her arms crossed, exuding an imposing aura.
I saw it too...
Wen Ning, who was kneeling on the ground picking up papers.
That instant.
The air pressure in the entire office area suddenly dropped to zero degrees Celsius.
Jiang Ci pushed open the door and entered.
"What are you doing?"
His voice wasn't loud.
But it was so cold it felt like it had been pulled out of an ice cellar.
Su Qing was startled.
When she turned around and saw Jiang Ci, her expression froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.
"General Manager Jiang."
She pointed to Wen Ning on the ground.
"I was teaching the new employee the rules. The documents were a complete mess, so I made her redo them."
Wen Ning's hand trembled slightly upon hearing Jiang Ci's voice.
She didn't dare to look up.
It just sped up the process of picking up the paper.
That was so embarrassing.
She didn't want him to see her like this.
Jiang Ci ignored Su Qing's explanation.
He strode over.
It stopped in front of Wen Ning.
Black leather shoes came into Wen Ning's view.
"stand up."
He commanded.
Wen Ning was still holding a handful of paper.
"I...haven't finished picking them up yet..."
Jiang Ci frowned deeply.
He bent down.
He grabbed Wen Ning's wrist.
Wen Ning's hands were covered in black carbon powder.
But without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist.
He pulled hard.
He simply pulled her up from the ground.
"I told you to get up."
Wen Ning was forced to stand up straight.
The documents in his hand scattered and fell to the ground again.
Because she had been kneeling for a long time, her knees were weak, and she swayed and bumped into Jiang Ci's arms.
Jiang Ci supported her waist and steadied her.
Then, quickly loosen it.
He looked at her.
Looking at the dust on her knees, the black carbon powder on her hands, and the redness and grievance in the corners of her eyes.
The anger in my heart suddenly flared up.
He turned his head.
He looked at Su Qing.
"Is President Su very free?"
Jiang Ci's voice was filled with suppressed violence.
"Is the CTO done with his work? Do you need to personally come to the print room and teach the newbies how to pick up trash?"
Su Qing's face turned pale.
"I just..."
"My assistant."
Jiang Ci interrupted her.
He stepped forward, using his broad back to completely shield Wen Ning behind him.
He used an extremely aggressive stance to block Su Qing's view and that of all the onlookers.
"She made a mistake, and I will punish her."
"She's not capable enough, but I'll teach her."
He looked around.
His gaze swept over every employee watching the spectacle, his eyes sharp as knives.
Finally, the image focused on Su Qing's face.
"My employees."
"Since when did it become someone else's place to lecture us?"
This sentence.
Extremely protective of their own.
Extremely domineering.
Su Qing's fingernails dug into her palm.
"Jiang Ci, you're blurring the lines between public and private matters..."
"Limitless's surname is Jiang."
Jiang Ci looked at her coldly.
"Here, my rule is public versus private."
Done.
He didn't look at Su Qing again.
They didn't care about the documents scattered all over the place.
He turned around and grabbed Wen Ning's dirty hand again.
"Come with me."
"But...the documents..."
Wen Ning wanted to pick it up again.
"Throw it away."
Jiang Ci didn't turn his head back.
He took her hand and strode out of the printing room.
I walked through the office area.
He gripped Wen Ning's wrist very tightly, making it ache.
But the warmth of his palm penetrated her skin and burned all the way to her heart.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
He took her hand and led her into the president's private elevator.
"bite--"
The elevator doors closed.
It isolated it from all the noise of the outside world.
In the cramped space, only the two of them remained.
Jiang Ci released his grip.
He frowned as he looked at the black carbon powder smeared on his palm.
Wen Ning knew he had obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.
"sorry……"
She frantically tried to find tissues, but discovered she didn't have any on her.
I could only instinctively hide those hands behind my back.
"What are you hiding?"
Jiang Ci's voice was cold.
Wen Ning kept her head down.
Looking at her cautious demeanor, Jiang Ci couldn't vent the nameless anger in his heart.
In the end, it all turned into a heavy sigh.
He took a dark gray handkerchief out of his suit pocket.
That's real silk, and it's very expensive.
"Hand out."
He commanded.
Wen Ning hesitated for a moment before extending her dark hands.
Jiang Ci grasped her fingers.
With that expensive handkerchief, she carefully and meticulously wiped the charcoal powder off her fingertips and palms.
His movements were not gentle; they were even somewhat forceful, as if he were venting his anger.
"Are you a scavenger?"
He wiped it while cursing viciously.
"Are you trying to make people think I'm abusing my employees by turning this place into such a mess?"
"Does it hurt?"
Jiang Ci suddenly asked a question.
The voice was much lower.
Wen Ning paused for a moment: "My hand... doesn't hurt."
Jiang Ci raised his eyelids and glanced at her knees.
The stockings there had some snags, and there was a red patch at the knee.
It was obviously from when he was kneeling.
"I'm asking about the knees."
He casually tossed the dirty handkerchief into the corner trash can.
His tone was extremely awkward.
"The floor is so hard, are you stupid?"
"You kneel just because I tell you to?"
"Are your bones made of dough?"
Wen Ning pursed her lips.
Suddenly, a wave of grievances welled up inside me, and my eyes reddened.
Jiang Ci saw that she was about to cry again.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Alright."
The elevator reached the top floor.
The door opened.
Jiang Ci did not leave first.
He reached out and grasped her wrist again.
This time, however, she avoided the spot he had pinched red earlier and moved an inch higher.
"Back to the office."
He pulled her outside, slowing his pace as if he were mindful of her injured knee.
"Only I have the right to punish you."
"other people……"
He snorted coldly.
"Unworthy."
Wen Ning followed behind him.
Looking at that tall figure from behind.
This is the first time I've felt this way.
In this cold, impersonal company, she seemed to...
I wasn't that lonely.