Is it what you think?
Xie Wang sighed slightly. If he thinks like this before even dating, what will he be like when he does?
With a heavy heart, he sent Ling Shuangjiang to the television station.
At the entrance of the TV station, Li Man had already been escorted there by Xie Wang's bodyguards. After meeting, the two walked into the TV station's administration building together.
Before leaving, Ling Shuangjiang turned back and told Xie Wang, "You don't need to pick me up anymore. Just take care of your own business. My work hours are irregular."
Xie Wang reluctantly agreed: "Then... can I get extra points today?"
Ling Shuangjiang was puzzled: "Add points?"
Xie Wang said seriously, "I'm pursuing you, so you have to give me a performance score and make me a full member if I meet the standards."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled indulgently: "Ten points."
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Recently, "Love Signal" has become incredibly popular, enabling Nanxing TV to achieve its annual KPI in just one quarter.
Originally, the format of live broadcasting followed by post-production editing for the dating show would have greatly diminished its popularity and caused the TV station to lose viewership. However, after the 12 episodes were edited and broadcast on Nanxing TV, it generated a great response and achieved the highest viewership ratings this year and the highest ratings ever for a dating variety show.
Among them, the couple Ling Shuangjiang and Xie Wang are the most popular.
Therefore, Nanxing TV's flagship program "Happy Unlimited" plans to invite all the members of the dating reality show to return and record an episode.
The others are fine, but the TV station can't reach Xie Wang right now. Although they got his phone number, a secretary surnamed Jin always answers and tells them that Xie Wang doesn't have time to participate in any more variety shows or reality shows.
"So...we'd like to ask for your help, maybe you can get Mr. Xie to come. If he doesn't come, you'll be all alone, won't you?"
Ling Shuangjiang understood: "I can ask for you, but if he really doesn't have time, we can't force him, after all, he's not a celebrity."
The TV station staff nodded: "You're right."
Back at the company, Xie Wang was full of energy. He drank three cups of coffee early in the morning and finished reviewing all the backlogged documents.
Hengtai has a dedicated tea room where employees can grind coffee or make milk tea during their breaks.
Xie Wang's coffee machine broke down in his room today, and the repairman hadn't come yet, so he decided to go to the tea room near the president's office to make coffee.
"President Xie, you've arrived." There were no other department staff on the floor where the president's office was located. This was a separate department dedicated to assisting Xie Wang in his work, so everyone was quite familiar with him and wasn't as afraid of him as other employees.
The secretary handed him a bag of cookies: "Mr. Xie, these taste amazing, they seem homemade. Would you like some?"
Xie Wang: "Thank you, but I don't like sweets."
The secretary put it in her pocket: "I'll grind the coffee beans for you. If you're busy, go and take care of your work first."
Xie Wang: "Thank you."
After Xie Wang left, the others whispered among themselves.
"I feel like President Xie has become gentler lately."
"Yes, your fashion sense is getting better and better."
"Could they be dating?"
Assistant Kim had just returned from a meeting when he bumped into a group of people chatting. He came over and asked, "What are you talking about? You seem to be having a great time."
The secretary said, "Talk about the president; he's been in a very good mood lately."
Assistant Kim smiled meaningfully, then his smile froze when he saw the wrapper of a small cookie lying on the table.
"Where did your cookies come from?"
The secretary tilted her head: "You gave it to me yesterday, have you forgotten?"
Assistant Jin: "The cookies I gave you yesterday were for you to take to President Xie's office! They belong to President Xie!"
This was the first time anyone had seen Assistant Jin so angry and anxious. The secretary, who was in charge of distributing the bag of cookies to everyone, said tremblingly, "Can I compensate President Xie?"
Assistant Jin said with a gloomy face, "That was made for President Xie by his friend."
The secretary's voice trembled: "How important a friend?"
Assistant Jin paused for a moment: "That person fell into the river, and even if President Xie couldn't save him, he would be willing to die with him."
The secretary was even more frightened: "Does that mean I'm doomed?"
Assistant Kim sighed heavily: "I'm afraid I'm doomed too."
Meanwhile, Xie Wang, back in his office, received a WeChat message.
[Ling Shuangjiang: I made you some dog biscuits yesterday and sent them to your company. Did you receive them?]
[Xie Wang: You made cookies for me? Who did you give them to?]
[Ling Shuangjiang: Assistant Jin.]
Xie Wang put down his phone and hurriedly left the office: "Is Xiao Jin there?"
Front desk secretary: "In the break room."
Xie Wang walked over with light steps, trying to suppress the smile on his lips.
Did I bring him cookies yesterday, the day of Frost's Descent?
It's a dog's.
"Little Jin, here are the puppy biscuits you gave me for Frost's Descent."
Xie Wang was anxious when he finally met Assistant Jin.
The people present suddenly fell silent, looking at each other.
Assistant Kim hesitated before saying, "It's my fault for not explaining things clearly; my colleagues divided them up."
Xie Wang's smile gradually faded: "Which colleagues?"
The secretary stepped forward: "...Me."
Xie Wang recalled the biscuit this person had given him earlier; it seemed to be from a puppy. He walked expressionlessly to his secretary, who was terrified and almost cried.
"Anything else?" Xie Wang stared at her.
The secretary shook her head: "I ate the last one."
Xie Wang's gaze fell on the packaging bag on the table. He picked it up, and a faint chocolate milky scent still lingered on it.
Is this it?
The secretary nodded: "Yes."
His chest heaved, Xie Wang tightened his jawline, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Seeing this, Assistant Jin quickly came over: "President Xie, please don't be angry..."
Xie Wang gave him a cold glance, then quickly left with the empty bag.
For the entire afternoon, the temperature in the CEO's office dropped to zero degrees Celsius.
Xie Wang handled all the tasks alone with a cold face. Whenever someone entered, his eyes were like knives, carrying a chilling aura.
No one dared to go in, except for Assistant Kim, who was constantly worried about losing his six-figure monthly salary.
Several secretaries from the president's office gathered together and asked him, "Will His Majesty fire us all?"
Assistant Kim: "They'll probably just fire me."
The secretaries suggested, "Why don't you go and plead with that person to ask the Empress to make some more for His Majesty?"
Assistant Jin sighed, "Her Majesty the Empress is kind-hearted, but this old servant simply can't bring himself to ask."
Suddenly, the office door slammed open, and Xie Wang left expressionlessly, carrying his laptop and coat.
Assistant Jin followed up: "Your Majesty...Mr. Xie, let me see you off."
Xie Wang coldly replied, "No need."
At 7 p.m., Ling Shuangjiang had just arrived home and finished taking a shower when there was a knock on the door.
As soon as the door opened, a blast of cold air hit him. Xie Wang stood in the doorway, his brow furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Shuangjiang took a step back, gesturing for him to come in.
Xie Wang changed into his slippers, lowered his head, and shuffled closer to Ling Shuangjiang, but dared not get too close lest he pass his chill on to her.
His expression was dejected, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Ling Shuangjiang patiently looked up: "What happened? Why are you so unhappy?"
Xie Wang: "They ate all the puppy cookies you gave me, and didn't leave me a single one."
"Who are they?"
"The company's employees."
Ling Shuangjiang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the water droplets from her hair with a towel. "There must be some misunderstanding, otherwise they wouldn't have eaten your food so casually."
Xie Wang: "Hmm. But I didn't get to eat any, I just smelled it."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "It's okay. If you do well, I'll make it for you again."
Xie Wang: "Did I do well today?"
Ling Shuangjiang thought for a moment and said, "It's alright. So I can make it for you right away."
Smelling the orange-scented shower gel around him, Xie Wang quickly took off his coat. "Then I'll wait for you."
Soon, Ling Shuangjiang started busying herself in the kitchen. She had some butter and flour left over from making cookies yesterday, so it wouldn't be difficult to make them.
Xie Wang washed his hands and slowly walked up behind him. His gaze was fixed on the slender waist tied with the apron strap. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he quietly stepped forward.
He didn't dare to get too close to Ling Shuangjiang, but only dared to stay a little closer to him.
"Why is this dough yellow?" Xie Wang took the opportunity to point at the dough, leaning slightly to almost pull Ling Shuangjiang into his arms.
Ling Shuangjiang said calmly, "There's butter in it."
"Oh." Xie Wang pointed to another one: "What's this?"
This time, he naturally placed his left hand on Ling Shuangjiang's shoulder, his lips close to Ling Shuangjiang's ear, his expression eager for knowledge.
Ling Shuangjiang turned to look at him: "Mold."