What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

A Yellow Rose 2

"President, today's flowers have been delivered." The man pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said to Yu Jingli.

"Yeah." Yu Jingli didn't even raise his head and continued looking at the document in his hand.

Seeing this, the man with glasses quietly left the room and returned to his workstation.

He took off his glasses while sitting down, pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned back in his chair and sighed.

I don't know what Mr. Yu means by asking me to send flowers to an address every week, and I have been doing so for more than a year.

It doesn't seem like a gift to a friend, but it's even less like a gift to a loved one. Just giving it as a gift without making an appointment to meet is like giving it in vain.

Thinking of this, the man felt that he might have thought too much. After all, if it was his sweetheart, it was a bit unreasonable that Mr. Yu didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Could it be a gift to a lover?

The man quickly shook his head to drive away the idea. Yu Jingli had arranged all his schedules for the past year or so, and he had never heard that he had a lover.

He also once followed the flower delivery boy and secretly went to see the person receiving the flowers. He found that the other person was a beautiful woman who smiled gently when she took the flowers.

But he had never seen the other person in Yu Jingli's social circle.

Is it just fishing for fun?

The man with glasses fell into deep thought. He felt guilty. He wanted to know the gossip instead of working properly. But he was really anxious. He wanted to know who the handsome man was, especially what was his relationship with their President Yu.

"Ring——" What brought Zhou Zhou back to his senses was the phone on his desk.

"Hello?" Zhou Zhou answered the phone.

"Zhou Zhu, a man claiming to be from the Xu Group wants to see President Yu." The receptionist said on the other end of the phone, and she shouted loudly: "Mr. Ye, I said I'm confirming with the higher-ups, please don't force your way in, okay? Security! Security!"

"What are you chattering about?" Zhou Zhou began to pinch his nose again. The noise from the other end of the phone gave him a headache.

"Zhou Zhu! He's like a madman! He's about to break in and we can't stop him!" the receptionist said anxiously.

"What's the matter?" Before Zhou Zhou could speak, Yu Jingli seemed to hear the noise outside, opened the door and walked out.

"Mr. Yu." Zhou Zhou stood up and explained to him: "There is someone from the Xu Group at the front desk who seems to want to discuss cooperation with you, but we have not received any cooperation intentions from the other party recently."

As Zhou Zhou spoke, he opened the printed form on the table. They did not have any projects to cooperate with Xu Corporation recently.

"What's your last name?" Yu Jingli asked.

"I think his last name is Ye?"

When he heard the other party's last name, a meaningful expression appeared on Yu Jingli's face.

He chuckled, but his tone was cold: "Let him come up."

"Okay." Zhou Zhou conveyed Yu Jingli's meaning to the other side.

"Do you need refreshments?" Normally, when guests come to visit, Zhou Zhou will arrange everything in advance, but this time it happened suddenly. He looked at Yu Jingli's expression and felt that the other party's thoughts were difficult to guess, so he sighed deeply in his heart.