Such an eccentric request was naturally something President Jiang had never made before, otherwise Song Xi would have resigned on the spot and quit.
However, after last night’s intimate encounter, President Jiang making such a request didn’t feel all that abrupt anymore.
Song Xi asked with a calm expression, “President, feeding you meals—will there be a bonus?”
Before finding out she had cancer, she already loved money; now that her days were numbered, she loved money even more.
Since she was making a trip through this human world, how regrettable would it be if she didn’t get to experience a life of extravagant luxury!
Jiang Yanzhou nodded slightly. “Yes.”
“President, do you pay right after the feeding is done?” Without looking the least bit embarrassed, Song Xi stared intently at Jiang Yanzhou.
“Mhm.”
Song Xi asked respectfully, “President, then how much bonus is there for one feeding session?”
If it only paid around a hundred or so yuan per session, she definitely wasn’t willing to do it!
Her time was extremely precious and had to be spent on making big bucks.
Motioning for Song Xi to sit down with a look, Jiang Yanzhou coldly and calmly counter-argued,
“How does Secretary Song think we should charge per session?”
Without overthinking it, Song Xi walked over and sat down in the single-sofa chair next to Jiang Yanzhou.
The skirt she was wearing looked even shorter now.
However, Jiang Yanzhou merely glanced at it before looking away.
Putting on a purely professional demeanor, Song Xi said, “President, I think charging a standard rate of one thousand yuan per session is quite reasonable.”
With a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, President Jiang remarked, “Secretary Song, I think you might as well be a bit bolder.”
Secretary Song—whose rock-bottom price was five hundred yuan per session and who would have gladly done it for that—flashed a brilliant smile and said, “One thousand yuan per session is plenty, President. I’m an honest person.”
The corner of President Jiang’s mouth twitched slightly. “Before last night, I also used to think you were… an honest person, Secretary Song.”
Recalling some of the absurd things she had done the night before, Song Xi’s face grew redder and redder.
“President, if you feel the price is unreasonable, we can negotiate. But let’s just let what happened last night stay in the past!”
Jiang Yanzhou let out a soft “mhm” and said hauntingly, “Last night is already in the past.”
Straightening her posture, Song Xi summed it up: “Then let’s neither of us dwell on last night anymore and keep our eyes on the money.”
After a brief silence, President Jiang gazed at her deeply. “Such a great phrase—’keeping our eyes on the money.’ Secretary Song, if you feed me well, not only will I refuse to haggle, but I’ll also give you a ten-fold… bonus.”
Song Xi’s eyes lit up as she did the math in her head.
Ten times one thousand is ten thousand. With today’s gold price at 616 yuan per gram, that would buy sixteen grams of gold!
Picking up the chicken soup, Song Xi poured some into a disposable cup and drank it down right in front of Jiang Yanzhou.
The taste was superb, and the temperature was just right.
Immediately afterward, she picked up the spoon, scooped up a portion, and held it right before Jiang Yanzhou’s mouth.
Her movements were a bit stiff, but Song Xi forced the corners of her lips upward.
She didn’t want to get a bad review from President Jiang just because she had a cold expression.
Seeming quite cooperative, Jiang Yanzhou quickly drank the chicken soup fed to him by Song Xi.
After feeding him about half a bowl of soup, Song Xi picked up her chopsticks and began feeding him vegetables and meat.
Her movements weren’t as stiff anymore; she had successfully brainwashed herself into treating President Jiang like a “child” she was feeding.
Too bad she wouldn’t get to have children of her own.
Previously, Song Xi always felt there was plenty of time ahead—she could focus on her career first, then get married and have kids.
Never did she expect that the heavens had assigned her a script of “tragic beauty dying young”!
Jiang Yanzhou had already figured out the pattern: a bite of vegetables, a bite of meat, a bite of rice, repeated continuously. Secretary Song remained just as rigorous as before.
Song Xi had naturally devised a nutritionally balanced feeding plan for President Jiang and was executing it strictly.
Clearly, her rigorous approach to work was already ingrained in her bones.
A sudden knock on the door startled Song Xi, but her reaction time was lightning fast, and the food clutched in her chopsticks didn’t drop to the floor.
Without panicking, she fed it to Jiang Yanzhou first, set down her chopsticks, and asked softly,
“President, should I get the door?”
Having finished eating gracefully, Jiang Yanzhou didn’t answer Song Xi’s question, simply saying, “Come in.”
Song Xi, who had been sitting right beside him, instantly stood up and deliberately walked over to the coffee table, maintaining some distance from him.
His gaze darkening slightly, Jiang Yanzhou gave a low chuckle and said, “I seem to recall Secretary Song just saying she was an honest person.”
Before Song Xi could retort, the door to the CEO’s office was pushed open.
It was Gu Pingping.
She wasn’t just the pampered pearl of the Gu Group chairman’s eye; she was also Elder Jiang’s handpicked choice for a granddaughter-in-law.
The moment Gu Pingping walked in, her entire focus locked onto Song Xi’s face.
Oh, good grief! How could someone be this pretty?!
Danger, danger, danger! Gu Pingping, who had always been supremely confident in her own looks, felt completely outclassed.
A raging fire of fury burned within Gu Pingping’s eyes as she looked at Song Xi.
No matter what kind of vixen this demon was, don’t even think about stealing her Tang Monk—uh, she meant her Yanzhou-gege!
Song Xi felt a complex mix of emotions. She had crossed paths with Gu Pingping many times before, but Eldest Miss Gu had never looked at her with such a gaze.
On the contrary, Gu Pingping used to be quite friendly toward her.
As expected, looking plain and ugly really is the best camouflage!
Gu Pingping walked over and sat down right beside Jiang Yanzhou, pointing angrily at Song Xi as she demanded, “Yanzhou-gege, who is this?”
Leaning back against the sofa with his arms crossed over his chest, Jiang Yanzhou gazed at her coldly. “Miss Gu, you picked a very bad time to visit.”
Failing to catch the underlying meaning in Jiang Yanzhou’s words, Gu Pingping immediately retorted,
“Yanzhou-gege, I picked the perfect time to visit!
“You were eating lunch, so I specially brought you roasted goose and crystal prawns from Zhenpin Pavilion. They’re super delicious.”
Song Xi swallowed hard. Though she had already eaten lunch, she really wanted to taste just how delicious this roasted goose and crystal prawns from Zhenpin Pavilion actually were!
Jiang Yanzhou gave Gu Pingping a flat, indifferent reply: “Fair point.”
Instantly, his sharp, clear gaze landed on Song Xi.
As if afraid Song Xi wouldn’t hear him clearly, he deliberately slowed down his speech.
“Secretary Song, I’d like to try the roasted goose and crystal prawns Miss Gu brought.”
Song Xi: “…”
She had long known that money was hard to earn, but she never imagined it could be this hard!
Gu Pingping asked with a sense of natural entitlement, “Yanzhou-gege, did you replace your old secretary with a new one?”
No way! She still preferred that ugly old secretary of his; this new secretary was way too pretty, triggering an unprecedented sense of crisis in her.
Seeing Song Xi standing frozen in place, Jiang Yanzhou leisurely reminded her, “Secretary Song, do you not want that ten-fold bonus anymore?”
Between offending Gu Pingping and securing sixteen grams of gold, Song Xi decisively chose the latter.
She was dying anyway; if Gu Pingping had the ability to hasten her end, at least she’d be spared the torment of the disease.
Right in front of Gu Pingping, Song Xi displayed utmost professionalism by feeding Jiang Yanzhou the roasted goose and crystal prawns…
She didn’t stop until President Jiang finally said that was enough.
The expression on Gu Pingping’s face was a rich canvas of shock, fury, jealousy, and murderous intent!
Upon receiving a transfer of 66,666 from President Jiang, Song Xi left the CEO’s office thoroughly satisfied.
Had she not been required to accompany President Jiang to a business dinner that evening, she definitely would have headed straight to Zhenpin Pavilion for a massive feast to properly reward herself.
Before she even reached the entrance of the secretary’s office, Song Xi was yanked into the restroom.
“Bitch! How dare you seduce my fiancé in broad daylight!”
Gu Pingping raised her hand and swung a heavy slap directly toward Song Xi’s exquisite face.