Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Following Jiang Siming's car all the way, they arrived at the underground parking lot of a nearby commercial building.

By the time Wang Jun caught up, Jiang Siming and Zhang Yuhan had already taken the elevator up.

Wang Jun immediately found a place to park, noted the elevator floor number, and took the other elevator.

When he reached the eighteenth floor, as soon as the elevator doors opened, Wang Jun saw Jiang Siming and Zhang Yuhan standing at the front desk, distributing snacks to the receptionists. Several receptionists were chatting and laughing with Jiang Siming.

Wang Jun felt like he had caught something incriminating and laughed loudly, excitedly rushing over.

"See? I told you this guy is just a runner! Yuhan, you saw it, right!"

No one expected Wang Jun to burst in suddenly, and two security guards immediately went over to stop him.

The sudden arrival of the man startled the receptionists, and Jiang Siming turned around, his tone becoming impatient.

"Are you still being a fly that won't quit?"

"Jiang Siming, keep pretending! I'm here to slap your face publicly today!" Wang Jun was boiling with rage, pointing at Jiang Siming and shouting at the receptionists and security guards.

"This person is impersonating your company's chairman, using your chairman's name to act recklessly outside! Where is your chairman? Call him out; I want to tell him in public!"

Everyone wanted to take a look at the idiot that was Wang Jun.

"Our chairman is President Jiang, the person right in front of you," one of the security guards replied.

"Stop playing along with his act. I know you all work for the same company. Bring out your chairman or your manager!" Wang Jun clearly still didn't believe it.

At that moment, Li Yingzi walked out of the office. Unaware, she saw Jiang Siming holding a huge pile of snacks.

"My dear chairman, you can't eat all this by yourself! I want three bags of potato chips," Li Yingzi walked up, unceremoniously taking a few bags of chips, only to turn around and realize the atmosphere was off.

"What's going on?" Li Yingzi asked curiously.

"President, this person is causing trouble, claiming our chairman is fake and demanding to see the manager," one of the receptionists explained.

Hearing this, Li Yingzi chuckled and looked at Wang Jun. "I'm the general manager of this company; what do you want?"

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Wang Jun saw the nameplate on Li Yingzi's clothes, and it clearly said "General Manager," so there was no mistake.

Wang Jun was overjoyed and pointed at Li Yingzi, saying, "Your Jiang Siming is pretending to be your chairman, swindling outside, claiming to be your chairman, and even used your company's card to buy hundreds of thousands worth of cigarettes and alcohol!"

"Sorry, sir, this is our chairman," Li Yingzi replied, spreading her palms to demonstrate to Wang Jun.

"How is that possible? He is your chairman?" Wang Jun's eyes widened.

"Yes!" This time, everyone answered in unison, sounding quite firm and loud.

At that moment, Zhang Yuhan stepped in front of Wang Jun, looking at him with some disgust, and said:

"Not everyone is what you think they are. You used to bully President Jiang like this in the company, and he endured it all to improve himself. Why can't you learn to be a little more magnanimous like him? Your jealousy is too strong, Wang Jun; you really fall short compared to President Jiang!"

These words struck Wang Jun's fragile self-esteem completely. Being slapped in the face by his girlfriend in front of everyone made him feel like he was starting to lose oxygen.

In the end, he was escorted out of the building by security.

Finally, they had driven away this guy, and the company regained a harmonious atmosphere inside and out.

"What's going on, Xiaoming? Who is this person?" Li Yingzi curiously nudged Jiang Siming's shoulder.

Jiang Siming didn't hide anything and recounted the past events.

"Damn, why be so merciful to someone like him? We should have let the security beat him up earlier; I could have kicked him a few times to help you vent!" Li Yingzi said indignantly.

Jiang Siming revealed a mysterious smile.

"This method is too low; I have something even more exciting."

"What method?" Li Yingzi asked eagerly.

Jiang Siming didn't answer; he just cast a glance at Zhang Yuhan, and everything was left unsaid.

Until the end of the workday, Wang Jun didn't show up to cause any more trouble.

Jiang Siming played games late into the night and was the last one to leave the building to go home.

As soon as he walked out the building door, he saw Zhang Yuhan standing alone at the entrance, shivering in the light rain outside.

"Why aren't you going home yet?" Jiang Siming approached and asked.

"Hello, President Jiang. It's raining, so I can only take a taxi, but there are too many people, and I haven't gotten one yet," Zhang Yuhan said pitifully.

Several empty taxis were parked at the entrance, but Jiang Siming pretended not to see them and didn't want to expose her lie.

"Let's go; I'll take you home."

"No need, President Jiang; I can manage by myself," Zhang Yuhan pretended to decline, but the glimmer in her eyes had already betrayed her thoughts.

"Suit yourself; I'm leaving if you don't come." Jiang Siming couldn't be bothered with pleasantries and headed straight for the underground parking lot.

Zhang Yuhan felt embarrassed, but for the sake of her plan, she put aside her pride and followed him.

Once back in Jiang Siming's Babote G800, the chill on Zhang Yuhan disappeared instantly.

"President Jiang, I'm really sorry about today. I disturbed you," Zhang Yuhan said apologetically.

Jiang Siming calmly controlled the steering wheel, eyes fixed ahead, and replied, "It has nothing to do with you."

"But he's my ex-boyfriend, so I definitely have some responsibility. He was really excessive towards you back then, and I didn't expect that after all this time, he still hasn't shown any remorse."

"That's why I broke up with him. President Jiang, what do you think love is?"

Zhang Yuhan had a pitiful look, covering her mouth as if she wanted to cry but couldn't, even asking such 'infatuated' questions.

Jiang Siming, however, remained unshaken, simply responding, "I don't know what love is; I only know that this car mat is handmade, and if you cry on it, washing the car costs two thousand."

Zhang Yuhan: "......"

He drove Zhang Yuhan to the bottom of her apartment building, and then a strange thing happened: Zhang Yuhan suddenly had a stomachache.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Siming inquired with 'concern.'

"I'm… I'm fine, President Jiang; it's just… a stomachache. I'll rest for a bit down here, and you can go home," she replied.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Yuhan squatted by the roadside, looking uncomfortable.

Jiang Siming chose to park the car in the community parking lot, got out, and walked over to help her up.

"Let me help you upstairs."

"Thank you, President Jiang." Zhang Yuhan nestled into Jiang Siming's arms, speaking softly and tenderly.

Jiang Siming allowed her to lean into him and didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her slim waist, his hands wandering freely on it.

Zhang Yuhan felt warmth rising from her legs, a mix of shame and excitement as she let Jiang Siming's hands roam.

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