She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Chapter 270 Porridge

When I heard Zeng Zhi's words, I was stunned.

Zeng Zhi came to bring me porridge? Shouldn't he be delivering porridge to Lin Xixi who was out there?

Zeng Zhi had pushed the door open and came in with a bag in his hand. He took out an insulated box from it and placed it carefully on my table.

"Sister-in-law, this is freshly made porridge. It has been stewed for a long time and is very fragrant. Drink it while it is hot."

"Assistant Zeng, did you deliver the wrong thing? I didn't order any porridge." I stopped him from opening the thermos box.

Zeng Zhi frowned, opened his eyes with sincerity, and explained seriously: "It's not the wrong thing to send, sister-in-law. This porridge is not a takeaway order. It was Mr. Zhou who asked me to cook it myself and then sent it over."

"Then you're wrong too. You should be sending it to Manager Lin, not me." I said in a light tone, pushing the insulated box to him, "Send it back quickly, don't make a mistake again. I don't want to be messed with again today."

Nothing else matters. What matters is that I really don’t want to be complained about by Lin Xixi crying again. It’s very troublesome and will delay my work.

At this moment, Lin Xixi appeared at the door. Upon hearing this, she immediately opened her eyes wide and smiled with joy: "Ah, it turns out that Assistant Zeng sent the wrong porridge. This porridge is for me. Han Zhi is so kind-hearted. He was always worried about my stomach being bad."

See, what I said, this porridge should be for Lin Xixi. Zhou Hanzhi felt that his beloved was angry again and was worried that her stomach would be damaged, so he specifically asked Zeng Zhi to bring the porridge over to warm her stomach.

Fortunately I didn’t confiscate it, otherwise it would have been a big deal.

"Sister-in-law, I didn't send it to the wrong person. It's really for you. This porridge is chicken gizzard lining porridge, which is specially made for hangovers. Did you drink alcohol at noon today?" Zeng Zhi seemed a little anxious because of my repeated rejections. There was a layer of fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, his face was slightly flushed because of his anxiety, and his tone of voice was very hurried.

He turned to look at Lin Xixi again: "Ms. Lin, you don't need to unbar the bar, do you?"

Lin Xixi's happy smile froze on her face, and she was visibly embarrassed. She pursed her lips, glared at Zeng Zhi, then turned and ran away with red eyes.

The little girl was injured again.

Just as Lin Xixi left, another person came into my office door.

Wu Ling walked in wearing CL red-soled high heels, grabbed Zeng Zhi's collar with her delicate white fingers, and started questioning.

"What are you doing here? Your CEO Zhou hasn't made enough trouble for my people just now, and now he wants to send you to make trouble? What's the matter? We work like slaves during working hours, and we have to obey his orders at any time after get off work? Isn't it just that the phone is silent and I didn't hear the message reminder? Is it necessary to be so endless?"

"No, no, that's not it. Mr. Wu, please listen to my explanation." Zeng Zhi became nervous unconsciously when he saw Wu Ling, and he stuttered when he spoke. His face, which was originally only slightly flushed, now turned red all the way to his ears.

"Our CEO Zhou had a misunderstanding before and quarreled with Manager Meng, but I heard from you that Manager Meng went to Yuan's house to drink alcohol to plead for Director Yuan, so you immediately asked me to cook some hangover porridge and send it over. It's really not a fuss."

Wu Ling then let go of his hand, but he still stared at Zeng Zhi suspiciously: "Boss Zhou was scolded by me on the phone, are you really not angry?"

"Mr. Zhou is not angry. He just asked me to bring porridge again." Zeng Zhi rubbed his neck and explained patiently.

Then, as if afraid that I would refuse again, he pushed the thermal box in front of me and quickly stepped back.

He did not forget to ask Wu Ling for help: "Boss Wu, please help me persuade Manager Meng to drink the porridge."

Wu Ling glanced at him, his brows furrowed in impatience, and raised his eyebrows: "You want me to help you for nothing?"

Zeng Zhi's originally wrinkled face suddenly broke into a smile, which looked shy and gentle.

He lowered his head, and like magic, he took out another insulated box from the bag and handed it to Wu Ling: "You always stay up late, which is not good for your liver. I prepared wolfberry leaf and pork liver porridge for you. I wanted to send it to you later."

I clearly saw Wu Ling's eyes tremble, and her sharp gaze softened instantly, but she quickly concealed it and snatched the thermos box: "You sent me away with a box of porridge, just for Xuxu's sake, okay, you can go now."

Zeng Zhi smiled, reluctantly took his eyes off Wu Ling's face, and left.

I looked at Wu Ling's blushing cheeks and teased her, "Assistant Zeng is really considerate. She was concerned about your staying up late and was busy nourishing your liver."

"What? He gave me the porridge just to ask me to help persuade you. I don't need this little thing from him. I just accepted it because I want to drink porridge with you. I don't have any feelings for him anymore." Wu Ling immediately argued, but the joy in her beautiful eyes could not be hidden.

Then she immediately changed the subject: "Xuxu, Zhou Hanzhi has changed recently. I heard that he actually left the crying Lin Xixi alone and asked Zeng Zhi to bring you porridge. He cares about you more than Lin Xixi recently. Do you think he will be more kind to you..."

"That's because I created benefits for him." I lowered my eyes to look at the salty porridge that was still emitting heat, interrupted Wu Ling's words, and said in a calm tone, "And he sent this porridge to remind me not to delay my afternoon work because of drinking."

I won't be so self-indulgent as to think that my position in Zhou Hanzhi's heart is more important than Lin Xixi's.

As he said, our relationship is just that of an investor and a project manager, nothing else is involved.

I was busy with code all afternoon, and as evening approached, I sent a message to Yu He: "Let's have dinner together tonight?"

I have to tell him in person what happened at the Zhou family banquet last night.

There was no reply to You He's message for a long time, but Shen Hualan called instead.

"Xu Xu, I kept you busy for a long time last night and didn't let you eat well. Auntie will host a banquet at Shiweiju tonight to compensate you, okay?"

"Auntie, please don't spend money. I had a good meal last night." I declined. "Besides, I have an appointment tonight, so I'm afraid I can't attend your dinner."

I knew very well that Shen Hualan was not giving me this meal to compensate me. She came to persuade me because I rejected Madam Zhou's proposal in the morning.

But I didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer, so I rejected her.

But when Shen Hualan heard my refusal, she changed her tone to one of resentment: "Manager Meng's status is different now. He has more social engagements and it's harder to invite people. With my reputation, I really can't invite you. Things are different now."

She has more and more tricks now.

I rubbed my eyebrows, thinking that Youhe, who had not replied to my message for a long time, was probably busy, and we probably wouldn't be able to meet tonight, so I accepted Shen Hualan's invitation.

Shen Hualan immediately turned her resentment into joy and hung up the phone.

That night, when I rushed to the private room of Shiweiju, I found that Shen Hualan did not come alone.

Opposite her sat Zhou Hanzhi.