Jiang Jingyu seemed to expect Tong An'an to make him coffee every day from now on, as he was teaching her with exceptional detail.
Although Tong An'an was incredibly anxious inside, mentally noting that it was past closing time and that she might be delaying the President's departure, she couldn't say anything out loud.
All she could do was learn diligently while feeling anxious.
After brewing one cup of coffee, fifteen minutes had already passed, and she guiltily checked the time.
"President Jiang, it's your time to leave."
Jiang Jingyu held the coffee and walked back, "You still need to interview me, right? It's fine to be a little late."
Everyone said he was aloof and unapproachable, but through their brief interaction, Tong An'an found him quite alright.
She was overjoyed, thanked him profusely, and followed him to his office.
Jiang Jingyu didn't sit behind his desk. He specifically went to the side of the coffee table. Tong An'an sat opposite him and began asking questions according to her outline.
Jiang Jingyu answered very meticulously, more so than any of the senior executives, as if he intended to share his entire life's knowledge with her.
Each question took several minutes to elaborate.
Tong An'an listened and scribbled furiously in her notebook, barely keeping up with his speaking speed.
After he finished answering one question, Jiang Jingyu noticed she was writing in a physical notebook.
"Writing like this, won't you have to transcribe it later? What a waste of time. Why didn't you bring a laptop?"
Tong An'an replied while writing, "I don't have a laptop; the company provides desktop computers."
"Then use mine." With that, he immediately got up, brought his laptop over, entered the password, and pushed it towards her.
Tong An'an felt both nervous and touched.
How much sensitive business information must be on the boss's laptop, yet he was letting her use it so casually.
Furthermore, if she wrote on his laptop, it would be inconvenient to take it with her, and she would have to ask him to send it to her later, which would be embarrassing.
"No need, this is fine. I have to organize it back anyway."
"It's alright, please use it. Don't be shy."
Seeing Jiang Jingyu's nonchalant attitude, refusing again would seem ungrateful, so Tong An'an could only say thank you.
"After the interview, please remember to send me the document."
"It's a small matter."
They continued with the other questions. In total, it took over an hour.
He spoke with earnestness, and Tong An'an listened attentively, feeling as though listening to his words was more beneficial than ten years of study.
As she put the final period down, Tong An'an glanced at the time; it was already past six o'clock, and she felt very embarrassed.
"Thank you for your trouble today, President Jiang. I won't disturb you any longer. I'll be heading back now."
Jiang Jingyu wasn't in a hurry to leave, as he would just be alone at home.
He nodded at her, "You're welcome. It's part of my duty. Besides, leaving too early means getting caught in the evening rush hour; this is a good time. How are you getting back?"
"By subway."
As she said this, an important question suddenly occurred to her.
"President Jiang, could I trouble you with something?"
Jiang Jingyu initially thought she wanted a ride. Instead, she said.
"I heard Zhang Tezhu took leave today, and I feel very bad about it. He got injured yesterday because of me. I don't have his phone number, so I can't go and see him..."
So, she wanted Zhang Yang's contact information. Jiang Jingyu suddenly felt displeased again.
He didn't have the virtue of facilitating good deeds for others.
But then, he thought that outright refusal wouldn't be good.
"What? You want to go see him at his place?"
"It would be even better if you could tell me his address. After all, he was injured because of me, so I should go and see him."
"It just so happens I'm going to his place too. Let's go together."
Tong An'an was even more shocked.
Is the President this considerate? His assistant got injured, and he's personally going to visit?
It's only been two days since she started working, and she's had this much contact with him, and now they're going out together in his car... This... m..oΓg
She was extremely nervous, but since the boss was offering, she couldn't refuse. She thanked him again.
Jiang Jingyu said nothing, closed his laptop, handed it to her, and turned to walk out.
Tong An'an thought he was staying late and asked her to hold his computer, so she followed behind him, carrying it.
They took the President's private elevator to the parking lot. As she went to sit in the back, Jiang Jingyu stopped.
"What? Do you take me for a chauffeur?"
Startled, she quickly got into the passenger seat.
The boss driving her himself, oh my, An'an thought, if her colleagues saw this, how envious they would be. She had to be low-key and make sure no one found out.
They cautiously drove out of the group's coverage area. She felt a bit more relaxed once they were on the road.
It was quiet in the car. Jiang Jingyu didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak rashly, making the atmosphere a bit awkward.
Just then, her best friend Ma Weiwei called her.
The phone's ringtone was sudden and jarring. Tong An'an quickly silenced it, preparing to text her.
Jiang Jingyu subconsciously looked over, "Why aren't you answering?"
"It's nothing important. My best friend called. She's probably asking if I want to come back for dinner."
"You don't dare answer in front of me?"
He was joking, but Tong An'an didn't dare take it as a joke, "No, no."
"Best friend or boyfriend?"
The boss is actually this humorous? And asking this?
Tong An'an felt shy, "It's really my best friend."
As they were talking, Ma Weiwei, being impatient, called again, her name flashing on the screen.
Eager to prove herself, Tong An'an handed her phone to him to see, "Look."
Jiang Jingyu glanced at the screen, smiled slightly, "Just kidding. Answer it."
As soon as she answered, Ma Weiwei's loud voice came through,
"Why aren't you back yet? We're waiting for you for dinner, I'm starving. When will you get here?"
Tong An'an lowered her voice, "Don't wait for me, you eat. Didn't I tell you yesterday that someone got injured because of me? I plan to go and see him with a colleague."
"You're going to see a patient, you should have said so earlier. You made me starve this long. Who are you going with? Male or female? When will you be back?"
The car was too quiet, and her voice was loud. She was afraid Jiang Jingyu would overhear what she was saying, so she lowered her voice even further.
"I'll be back early. You eat, I have to go now."
"Why are you talking so furtively? Is it inconvenient? Okay, okay. Be careful, and come back soon. You need to buy a gift when visiting a patient, do you have money on hand?"
That sentence hit Tong An'an's sore spot.
She had earned some money during her internship, but because she couldn't find a suitable job for a long time afterward, she had spent most of it.
During the time she stayed at home, her mother repeatedly found excuses to have her pay for things. The little salary she had left was now almost gone.
If Ma Weiwei hadn't reminded her, she would have been embarrassed later.
"Can you transfer it to my Alipay?"
"I knew it. I'll send you 2,000, okay? Buy some gifts, and treat him to a meal."
"Thank you, thank you."