Chapter 115 - 115: Pleased, But I Won’t Say It

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In the afternoon Lin Gantang patrolled the first floor.

When she saw the man squatting in front of the cat tree, she recognized him as Le Yu.

“What are you doing?” A 1.8-meter-tall man feeling wronged like a child?

“I’m reflecting.” Le Yu felt weak.

Then why are you facing the wall and the cat tree? Lin Gantang was speechless. “Go home and reflect on yourself. What are you up to in my bookstore?”

“I’m homeless.” Le Yu was so pitiful.

Lin Gantang suspected that he was acting pitiful and turned to leave.

“Sister Tang, Sister Tang!” She did not expect Le Yu to suddenly step forward and look as if he wanted to grab onto her leg. His eyes were filled with a pleading look and he was just short of kneeling. “Sister Tang, please do me a favor. What was the number you gave me previously? Give it to me again. Just once?”

Something must be wrong. Le Yu called her sister? “I’ve already given it to you,” Lin Gantang said warily.

“I deleted it…” Le Yu thought that he had only deleted a number that would make him feel awkward. He did not expect that he would delete the opportunity for the Le family to rise to prominence.

The person in charge of Shengfang Group! Heavens, what did he do!

Regret. He wanted to chop his hands off; to bang against the wall.

“Sister Tang, please have some pity on me. I’ll come and clear your cat poop every day, okay? I’ll buy canned cat food and cat snacks. I’ll introduce customers to your bookstore.” Le Yu lifted the hem of his clothes and complained, “Look, my dad hit me. Sister Tang, please do me a favor!”

There were several red marks on his fair and clear skin.

Sigh, he was a little ruthless.

Just for a number? Didn’t he know that recent calls could actually be restored?

Lin Gantang looked at him with a complicated expression. She felt that this fellow definitely didn’t know.

She gave him an encouraging look. “Why don’t you think of something? Or go and check the steps on what to do?”

“There’s no other way. How could Wen Yanqing’s number be on the internet?” Le Yu held his head in despair.

Lin Gantang was speechless. Could it be that your brain is just for show?

“Forget it, I’ll wait for Mr. Wen to come over and try my luck.” Le Yu looked as if he wanted to give a hint. “Will Mr. Wen come today?”

“He’s not coming; give up.”

Lin Gantang turned around and walked away. She didn’t want to talk to him, so she sent Wen Yanqing a WeChat voice message.

“I’ll go over to accompany you while you work overtime tonight. You don’t have to come to the Cat Bookstore.”

Those who are mentally gone should stop showing up in front of her boyfriend.

Also, why are you lifting your clothes? Is there anything to look at with that pale and skinny figure of yours?

No, she had to see her boyfriend to wash out her eyes.

Shengfang Group.

The meeting was in progress. The work report for the last quarter was completed, and the deployment of the key work for the next quarter was being made.

Wen Yanqing took out his phone and accidentally tapped on the voice message, playing the message from Lin Gantang.

He quickly pressed the stop button.

The senior management suddenly heard about the CEO’s private affairs and tried to eavesdrop to gossip.

Overtime? Gosh, 1 have to work overtime tonight!

A cat? Do you dare to let me finish listening to what’s after the cat!

Come over? 1 can see the CEO’s girlfriend if I work overtime tonight, right?

It was especially uncomfortable to only hear half of the gossip.

Special Assistant Yi coughed, and everyone quickly gathered their thoughts.

The meeting continued. Special Assistant Yi’s fingers flew over the keyboard, recording the contents of the meeting.

Heh, a bunch of ignorant people.

What’s so strange about a CEO having someone to work overtime with?

You don’t know that the CEO’s clothes are still the same as yesterday.

Can’t dig it out.

What kind of situation did he encounter to not even have time to bring his clothes?

It’s just a voice message. Look at you guys.

Tsk.

The Special Assistant was proud that he had first-hand information, but didn’t say anything..