Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 566: V439: Thank you all for the red envelopes, diamonds, and flowers. This Chapter is an additional update (2,000).
At the time, the whole venue only had two quiet beams of light: one continuously shifting to follow a colleague performing a folk dance, and the other quietly spilling over her from start to finish.
That shallow moonlight-like beam actually elevated her whole program’s level far above the others.
The program unexpectedly scored first place at the Haidian District’s New Year Gala, among others.
The Party Secretary of Haidian District nodded in satisfaction and said, "This girl is good. She’s played the violin at a professional level in international performances. Let’s have her perform again next year!"
So, in 2018, she was pushed onto the stage again. Unable to play the violin anymore, she had no choice but to team up with a colleague who could play the erhu, and together they created a Western-Eastern blend of "Galloping Horses."
She herself thought the performance was mediocre; she even missed a note.
Yet, it again won first place, and somehow some retired old leader from Central who couldn’t stay peacefully at home felt satisfied after watching and bluntly said to find a way to push it to the Spring Festival Gala as a trial.
The Spring Festival Gala...
Hearing that term nearly made Qiu Zhixuan faint.
In haste, pretending to have acute gastritis, she was sent to the hospital on the spot, and that was the end of it.
Then came this year...
Now, hearing colleagues mention it again, while thinking about the promotion Director Wang brought up earlier, she thought it was quite good. At least with a title and busier work, she wouldn’t be pushed onto the stage to perform anymore.
So, after gracefully smiling at everyone, finishing her talk about stocks, and exchanging pleasantries, she returned to her office area.
The busy life filled her days completely.
With work, she would forget many things back in Rong City, like fighting with He Xiaoqi, tormenting each other with Zhou Huimei at home, idly drinking tea and chatting with the elite women in Rong City.
She forgot how on idle days, she could only read, play with cats, unable to find any meaning in her life.
Forgot the entanglements of the Feng Family, Yu Family, He Family, sentiments and past debts, dragging her to oscillate between heaven and hell.
Even forgot the hatred of the Feng Family, forgot Feng Jingguo stamping his cane to make her leave, forgot Ye Xilan’s slap on her face...
Except for.
The man she could never forget.
At this moment...
Sitting at her desk, looking at the materials the leader handed over to her.
Yet another investment promotion, optimizing industry upgrades, yet another activity aiming to expand the Internet’s international influence, yet another mention of the Internet+ concept and standards.
Causing her eyes, amid a shallow sting, to recall him.
The future surely belongs to the Internet, right? And that man who’s made a name worldwide with the Internet...
Ha~~
With a faintly bitter smile, her fingertips gently rubbed over the word "Internet" on the document.
In a daze, it seemed her mind could recall Feng Chengjin occasionally mentioning the future development trends of the Internet, the subtle glow in his eyes and at the corners of his lips.
At that moment, Qiu Zhixuan thought.
If they hadn’t missed that day on Christmas, if they had already gone and gotten their marriage certificate, in the days that followed, would she face his persistence knowing there’s no way out, holding hands with him without feeling like she couldn’t hold on and wanted to give up.
Ultimately preventing that despair-inducing scene...
Ultimately, if it happened, while he was still in a deep slumber and hadn’t woken up, without his signature, no one from the Feng Family could drive her away, and she, now, would still be his wife...
In a fleeting moment, many past memories flickered through Qiu Zhixuan’s lips and distant gaze.
However, she knew there’s no regret medicine sold in this world, so what difference does more reluctance make?
Organizing her thoughts, Qiu Zhixuan took a deep breath and began writing the document seriously.
In fact, why she chose Beijing, applied for civil service exams, and applied to this department, she knew very well.
Because besides having no way out.
She also hoped to help Feng Chengjin somehow, many years later, considering the half-life debt that her mistake once caused a man.
Whether he wants her repayment or not, she understands. It was she who persuaded her father to use power to help He Qimo, thus putting a man who loved her but she didn’t know in a dead-end...
...
So in the office.
Gu Zixuan spent the entire afternoon seriously helping the leader write speech drafts.
Considering the phrasing, guidance direction, and advocated industry ideas seriously.
She knew why leaders valued her so much and had her write drafts; it was because she understood business and national policies well, during occasional unit meetings, her thoughts and constructive opinions were different from other colleagues’ fantasy ideas.
This got the leaders’ attention and advanced her to do some secretarial and section chief work.
Speech drafts for policies required precise wording; not even a half punctuation mark was allowed to slip. She was thoughtfully integrating some ideas leaning towards Feng Chengjin’s concepts into it.
Yet at around 4 p.m., she was interrupted by a chick from the neighboring department.
The chick named Xu Huan, a typical 98-er, logically in terms of thought age, there’s a 7-year gap between them, no reason to have chats. But maybe because other colleagues in the unit had a wider age gap with Xu Huan.
So Xu Huan didn’t care; she felt Qiu Zhixuan was a 90-er, and their aesthetic interests were alike.
She borrowed the printer from her office to print files and started complaining.
"Sister Qiu, I broke up. My idol got engaged two days ago!"
Idol? Engaged?
For a moment, Qiu Zhixuan didn’t react to who it was, just continued typing while pondering and mildly raised her lips, "Isn’t your idol always engaged every now and then?"
Xu Huan is a star-chaser, just that maybe her eyesight is poor, chasing one male star, one married, one idol, one secretly married, one idol, one with illegitimate kids, which was often teased by unit colleagues.
They said if Xu Huan’s husband-changing speed were in ancient times, she’d definitely be a widow village chief.
Qiu Zhixuan laughed.
Xu Huan was genuinely upset, reddening her eyes extremely, "This one is different! Those stars were just chased for fun, this one’s my idol whom I really like, he’s even famous for being a diamond bachelor on the Forbes list, he’s the CEO of Feng Yi—Feng Chengjin."
In an instant, Qiu Zhixuan’s hand paused, stunned, she forced half a word out from her throat, "Who?"
