The question to the star

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal.
While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely.
The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing.
Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan.
"When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice.
As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer."
Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?"
"My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately."
Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues.
Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?"
Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure."
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High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

The next morning, she arrived at the company.


The assistant's efficiency was quite high, and the new attendance rules were sent to the public pool promptly at nine.


The reactions in the cubicles were varied and colorful, but generally speaking, it didn't turn out as Liang Weining had initially anticipated; instead, there was a sense of madness beneath the calm.


As for what madness, an answer came two hours later.


Around eleven in the morning, the human resources department suddenly issued a notice, simple and clear in content, canceling overtime subsidies, which coincidentally aligned with the recent project department's new attendance rules.


Shang An was dumbstruck, looking at his boss with utmost admiration.


There's a saying—strong competitors never fight unprepared battles.


Liang Weining's gaze was fixed on the announcement screen, silent, her feelings complex.


After a moment of silence, she casually picked up her cell phone.


Chapter 234: Drinking Tea on Taiping Mountain