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[Received.]
After sending that message, the other party’s avatar went dark.
Jiang Siyu logged out of the website and cleaned up all traces of her activity.
Then she clicked into Mirror View’s internal network. With her clearance level, she could access all data from every brand under Mirror View’s umbrella.
When she found the bow tie Bo Siye had worn today in the database, Jiang Siyu’s hand scrolling the mouse came to a stop.
Even for a private custom order, the company’s internal network would retain the complete design drafts.
“Bo Siye… hah.” A soft laugh escaped Jiang Siyu’s lips. A moment later, she exited the website, and a light scoff echoed through the room.
“Coward.”
It didn’t matter that Bo Siye refused to admit he was Mu Qingye—once she got her hands on the evidence, she’d smash it right in that bastard’s face!
“Ah-choo!”
“President Bo, are you alright?” Song Qi glanced at Bo Siye, who looked listless. Ever since he’d seen Miss Jiang this afternoon, his boss had been acting like he’d lost his soul.
“I’m fine.” Bo Siye had no idea why he’d sneezed, but he inexplicably felt a chill down his back.
After a moment’s thought, he confirmed with Song Qi again: “Have all the connections between Mu Qingye and me been thoroughly cleaned up?”
Song Qi: “Rest assured, President Bo. Everything’s been handled.”
“But…” Song Qi asked in confusion, “You’re walking around in front of Miss Jiang with the exact same face. Are you sure she’ll really believe you and Mu Qingye are two different people?”
Miss Jiang had clearly already grown suspicious today.
“For now, she has no proof that we’re the same person.” Bo Siye gazed at the misty night sky outside.
As long as Jiang Siyu didn’t directly call him out as Mu Qingye, he could still approach her with his head buried in the sand like a thief covering his ears.
“Why don’t you just admit to Miss Jiang that you’re Mu Qingye?” Song Qi finally couldn’t hold back and asked the question he most wanted to know.
“I can’t admit it.” Bo Siye answered without hesitation.
Seeing Song Qi looking at him with confusion, Bo Siye let out a long, low sigh: “She said she’d rather eat shit than rekindle an old flame.”
The reason Bo Siye had discussed this topic with Jiang Siyu back then was because a couple living next door to them had gotten back together a few months after breaking up.
After reconciling, they’d specially thrown a party and invited the two of them over.
Watching the couple kiss each other passionately and relentlessly at the party, Jiang Siyu’s eyes were clearly filled with incomprehension.
Bo Siye had asked her, “What’s wrong?” and Jiang Siyu had said:
“In this lifetime, I will absolutely never like the same person twice. I’d rather eat shit than go back to an old flame.”
Although Bo Siye had only asked casually, he still remembered the resolute look in Jiang Siyu’s eyes when she said those words.
So, as that blade of grass, Bo Siye didn’t dare approach Jiang Siyu with his original identity.
He couldn’t bear the thought of Jiang Siyu looking down at him and saying, “Sorry, I choose to eat shit.”
“Well… that is indeed a bit tough.” Looking at his boss, that blade of grass, Song Qi couldn’t help the corners of his mouth from curling up.
Noticing Bo Siye’s cold, sharp gaze, Song Qi quickly straightened his lips again.
“President Bo!” He put on a serious expression. “Have you ever considered getting plastic surgery?”
“Plastic surgery?” Bo Siye furrowed his brows, somewhat tempted.
But he’d already shown his face in front of A’yu. It was too late to change it now.
He took his suit jacket from Song Qi’s hands and snapped coldly, “What’s the point of saying that now?!”
Song Qi: “…”
Watching Bo Siye’s retreating figure as he went upstairs, Song Qi shook his head.
Even rich people have worries that money can’t solve… The working man felt a little better inside.
Monday morning, the alarm went off at seven. Jiang Siyu didn’t jolt awake and scramble out of bed until nearly eight.
There wasn’t enough time left to do her makeup, so Jiang Siyu grabbed a random pale pink athletic tracksuit from her closet, washed up, and headed out the door.
It took her over twenty minutes of jogging to reach the company building, arriving right as the main wave of employees was coming in.
Everyone was a bit surprised to see Jiang Siyu arriving on foot.
“President Jiang.” An Ning, who was about to buy coffee, noticed Jiang Siyu and took the initiative to greet her.
“Good morning.” Jiang Siyu replied, then noticed An Ning’s location and asked, “Buying coffee?”
“Yeah.”
Jiang Siyu checked the time—there was still half an hour before work started, so there was enough time to grab breakfast.
With that thought, she changed direction and walked over to stand beside An Ning. “I haven’t had breakfast yet, actually. Let’s go together. My treat.”
Through their interactions over the past few days, An Ning had come to understand that although Jiang Siyu seemed distant, she wasn’t the kind of person who was harsh or hard to get along with.
So she didn’t stand on ceremony and simply followed her in.
After ordering, the two waited a few minutes before getting their food. They finished quickly and hurried upstairs.
Seeing that there were still seven or eight minutes left after clocking in, An Ning looked at Jiang Siyu gratefully. “Thank you, President Jiang.”
If Jiang Siyu hadn’t taken her on the private elevator, An Ning would probably still be stuck downstairs in the crowd right now.
“You’re welcome. Since we ran into each other, we just went together.” Jiang Siyu set her unfinished coffee on the desk, grabbed a hair tie, and tied her hair up.
“An Ning, contact Fanyu’s Secretary Song later and set up a specific time to meet with President Bo.”
Fanyu?
An Ning was taken aback, then quickly recovered: “Is President Jiang referring to the new project you’ve been preparing?”
Jiang Siyu: “Mm.”
As her executive assistant, Jiang Siyu had not kept the preparations for the new project and the selection of its team members a secret from An Ning.
If you don’t trust someone, don’t employ them; if you employ them, trust them.
Hearing this, An Ning felt a surge of joy: “I’ll go right after the morning meeting.”
Mirror View held a fixed morning meeting every Monday, and by regulation, no one was allowed to be late or absent.
“Alright.” Jiang Siyu nodded, double-checked the PPT she had prepared for today’s morning meeting to ensure it was flawless, then picked up her laptop and headed toward the conference room.
This time, no one was late or absent.
Jiang Siyu walked straight to her seat and declared the meeting open as the clock struck nine.
In the spacious conference room, apart from the voices of the various project team leaders reporting, only Jiang Siyu’s calm voice rang out from time to time.
After the meeting, which lasted over an hour, everyone who walked out of the conference room couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
“Whew, I’ve never felt such intense pressure in my life.”
“Don’t even mention it. I’ve been at Mirror View for years and never felt anything like this. Tell me, is President Jiang even human? How does she remember every single piece of data from all the projects?”
Some data points were so obscure that even the project team members themselves had to consult their materials to answer, yet Jiang Siyu could recite those strings of numbers with pinpoint accuracy.
Absolutely terrifying!
Having gone through today’s morning meeting, everyone finally realized that last week’s meeting had merely been Jiang Siyu’s way of familiarizing herself with the company’s operations.
Otherwise, they would have been rendered speechless and humiliated by Jiang Siyu’s barrage of questions as early as last week.
“I think the ones who suffered most weren’t us. Didn’t you notice that Vice President Lin’s smile never once appeared during this morning’s meeting? The questions Jiang Siyu asked, Vice President Lin could barely answer a few of them.”
“Of course I noticed. But everyone was too busy worrying about their own skin to care about him.”
“Tsk… The sky over Mirror View is really about to change.”
If anyone had previously doubted that Jiang Siyu had been parachuted in through connections, from today onward, no one would dare entertain such a thought again.
Strength crushes all rumors!