Meet with business partners?
It seems he's much smarter than Di Dongsheng.
Di Mingjue looked up and asked, "Do you know who the specific business partners are?"
"I've already listed them," Shen Lin placed the paper he had been clutching in front of him.
There were over a dozen business partners, large and small, and they hadn't noticed a thing.
"Schedule a meeting."
"All of them?"
"Yes, schedule them for tonight."
Di Mingjue glanced at the door, then at the time. "Go and see them."
Manager Wu going there was useless; Di Mingjue knew that from the start. Letting him go was just to save face, and to give him a chance.
Since he intended to go head-to-head, there was no need to show any mercy.
Shen Lin went to Di Ruihe's office. Through the transparent glass window, he watched Manager Wu looking troubled as he faced Di Ruihe.
He politely knocked and waited for a response before pushing open the glass door.
Upon seeing Shen Lin, Manager Wu looked as if he had seen a savior, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable urgency.
"Second Young Master, President Di asked me to invite you over."
"I know."
Di Ruihe looked up at Shen Lin and deliberately pushed the document in his hand forward. "But what can I do? I don't have time to go right now. Why don't you go back and tell President Di to wait, or perhaps he can come to me."
These words caused Manager Wu to open his mouth in surprise.
Had he heard correctly? At his current position, he dared to speak such audacious words.
What a nerve!
Shen Lin suppressed his displeasure and said cordially, "Alright."
After all he had done, the punishment would not be canceled; it was only a matter of time.
Returning to the office, Di Mingjue understood when he saw Shen Lin return alone.
Shen Lin briefly recounted the events to him, and Di Mingjue acted as if he had heard the greatest joke.
"Alright, let's not worry about him for now. Go and arrange tonight's dinner."
After Shen Lin left, Di Mingjue no longer focused on signing the contract. He walked up to Jiang Ziyu, looked at the coffee beans that hadn't been ground yet, and helplessly reached out to take them from her hand.
"Let's go, time for lunch."
Unknowingly, it was already noon.
Jiang Ziyu looked at her sore wrist and immediately stood up from her chair.
Without a second word, she happily got up from her chair.
The employees were all heading out for lunch, and Jiang Ziyu, accompanying Di Mingjue, attracted a lot of attention.
The attention was merely the jealousy of the female employees who admired Di Mingjue.
Whether intentionally or not, Di Mingjue brought Jiang Ziyu to the company cafeteria.
The chefs in the company's cafeteria were all seven-star chefs, and their skills were no worse than those of chefs in external restaurants.
The two chose a table by the window with fewer people. Seeing people all around, Jiang Ziyu said, "You sit here. I'll go get something to eat."
"Anything," Di Mingjue replied.
While seemingly easygoing, this "anything" was a headache.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at him. Since he wouldn't say, she would decide everything.
Happily walking into the crowd, Jiang Ziyu appeared alone at the counter, causing many women to harbor malicious thoughts.
"Are you President Di's new assistant?" a woman dressed provocatively came up to Jiang Ziyu.
Smelling the scent emanating from her, Jiang Ziyu covered her nose.
Not only did she not respond, but she was also looked down upon. The beautiful woman instantly became unhappy. Colluding with those next to her, several women sandwiched Jiang Ziyu.
Jiang Ziyu knew what their intentions were. She sneered, too lazy to bother.
"What would you like?" the auntie serving the food asked, looking at the three people in a line. "Who goes first?"
The woman, full of perfume, stepped forward and sweetly said, "Auntie, please serve me first."
The serving auntie wasn't very old and, hearing the woman in front of her pretend to be young and call her auntie, she instantly became displeased. She turned to look at Jiang Ziyu in the middle, "What do you want?"