"I'll do it!" A man stepped out from the crowd.
"Go to the HR department, collect your salary, and leave." Di Mingjue's lips moved, sending shivers down the spines of everyone present.
Silence fell over the room. The remaining employees dared not even breathe.
"Mr. Di, Mr. Di, what did I do wrong?" Wang Qin asked, trembling.
Sensing his intention, Jiang Ziyu continued pushing the wheelchair forward.
Shen Lin walked past Wang Qin and said to the others, "Mr. Di dislikes grandstanding. The next time someone makes the same mistake, do not blame Mr. Di for his ruthlessness."
Wang Qin fell to his knees. No further words could salvage the situation.
The day Di Mingjue entered the company, it felt as if the entire company had entered a winter zone. Everyone acted cautiously, fearing they might be the next to be dismissed.
"You should rest for a while," Jiang Ziyu said, checking the time. It was already noon.
Shen Lin held the documents, head bowed, awaiting Di Mingjue's instructions.
"Continue!"
"You've been working all morning; you must stop now." Jiang Ziyu stepped forward and snatched the documents from Shen Lin's hand.
"Mr. Di, why not take a break first?" Shen Lin was also tired.
He was currently Di Mingjue's eyes, tasked with reviewing the company's accounts from recent years and current cooperation projects on his behalf.
Jiang Ziyu pushed the wheelchair, moving Di Mingjue from his desk to the floor-to-ceiling window. She took out a needle bag and, without a word, began to administer acupuncture.
This time, it hurt more than usual.
Di Mingjue was unaware of Jiang Ziyu's expression at that moment.
"You won't listen, huh? Let's see how I'll treat you!" Jiang Ziyu gritted her teeth and inserted the needle into Di Mingjue's scalp.
"Hiss~" Di Mingjue gasped in pain, raising his hand to grab Jiang Ziyu's wrist. "Taking the opportunity to teach me a lesson?"
The speed was too fast; the moment his palm covered hers, the last needle pierced Jiang Ziyu's palm.
Plink~ A drop of blood fell onto Di Mingjue's hand.
"Madam, are you alright?" Shen Lin, with sharp eyes, noticed the unexpected situation.
Jiang Ziyu waved her hand and pulled out the needle with a composed expression. "Sit here and don't move. If you touch any other nerves and end up with facial paralysis, don't say I did it on purpose."
Di Mingjue, with his keen sense of smell, realized what that warmth was. He closed his mouth with a hint of guilt and complied with her arrangements.
"I'll come back to remove the needles in half an hour," Jiang Ziyu said, leaving.
"En."
The door opened and closed, leaving only Di Mingjue and Shen Lin, who was waiting by his side.
"Assistant Shen."
"I'm here, Mr. Di."
Following the direction of the voice, Di Mingjue said, "Go investigate the people at the land bureau."
Some people's actions were merely fooling themselves. If they insisted on stirring up trouble, they had to have the courage to bear the consequences.
"Alright." Shen Lin bowed in agreement and turned to leave.
Bright light pierced through the glass, shining on Di Mingjue's cheek. He slowly raised his hand and placed it less than a foot from his eyes.
In his blurred vision, his fingers appeared and disappeared. He furrowed his brow, and his vision returned to darkness.
Alas, it seems I cannot rush things!
Di Mingjue sighed deeply and closed his eyes to conserve energy.
...
Restroom.
Tap, tap, tap. High heels echoed on the smooth floor. A woman with curly hair and a woman with short hair appeared at the washbasin, discussing:
"Miss Jiang must have had incredible luck. She married Mr. Di, and then he woke up."
Amidst the sound of running water, the women's jealousy was palpable.
Jiang Ziyu retracted her outstretched hand and, rising from her crouch, sat back on the toilet.
"She's not even worthy of being Madam Di. Did you see the videos online? She seems so delicate, but who would have thought she'd be so ruthless, harming a child." Another female voice chimed in.
"Do you think Mr. Di will kick her out of the Di family when he discovers her true nature?"
"Who knows? I just heard from upstairs that she's now Mr. Di's personal secretary. It looks like Mr. Di doesn't care about the rumors online at all." The woman's tone was filled with annoyance.
From the married women with children to the young girls just starting their twenties, not a single person in the company didn't have their sights set on Di Mingjue, dreaming of becoming Madam Di.
The curly-haired woman looked around and, standing on tiptoe, leaned towards the ear of the short-haired woman beside her.
As her lips parted, the sound of the toilet flushing echoed above.
Thump~
Jiang Ziyu walked out of the stall.
The two women were utterly shocked, their knees buckling. They leaned on each other.
Jiang Ziyu walked over to them and turned on the faucet.
At this moment, there was probably nothing more embarrassing than having one's backbiting overheard by the subject.
They nudged each other's shoulders, heads lowered, and guiltily moved towards the door.
"Wait!" Jiang Ziyu turned and called out to them.
Their hearts skipped a beat, and the women immediately began to apologize in a flurry of panicked movements.
"We, we're sorry, we were wrong, we won't dare to do it again..."
Jiang Ziyu leaned against the washbasin, watching them calmly. "Where is the pantry?"
Hearing this, the women looked up in surprise.
"Left, then turn right."
Under the pressure of her authority, the women dared not look at Jiang Ziyu further. After speaking, they lowered their heads again.
Jiang Ziyu discarded the paper towel, then walked forward. As she passed them, her steps paused. With a glance from the corner of her eye, her gaze fell upon the name tags on their chests.
"Project Department."
The woman quickly reached out to cover her name tag.
Jiang Ziyu let out a cold laugh. "Next time you gossip, remember to check your surroundings first."
With that, she turned and left.
As soon as she disappeared from sight, the women leaned against the wall, their hearts pounding with fear.
"Will she tell Mr. Di?"
"Don't say anything more. If we're overheard again, we'll really be kicked out of the company."
The curly-haired woman restrained the short-haired woman.
With lingering fear, they looked at the place where Jiang Ziyu had left and then bolted out of the restroom.
The incident of beating a young child was escalating online. Not only was the Di family affected, but the kindergarten was also implicated.
A black minivan stopped by the roadside. Inside, a woman removed her sunglasses, looking from afar at the reporters blocking the entrance of the kindergarten.