The president's office on the top floor.
Jiang Ziyu opened her eyes, feeling the sunlight outside the window, and stretched lazily.
Suddenly, she felt a heavy weight on her stomach. Looking down, she saw Di Mingjue's hand around her waist.
What the hell!
Her memories flashed back to last night, and she was so annoyed she wanted to bite off her tongue.
Seeing Di Mingjue still asleep, Jiang Ziyu urgently tried to push his hand off her waist.
"Shen Lin," Di Mingjue mumbled.
Her raised arm was still suspended in mid-air. Seeing that he was not yet awake, Jiang Ziyu didn't want to wait any longer and forcefully swung her arm upwards.
Thud, a dull sound echoed—
Di Mingjue's fist hit the bedside table.
Startled, Jiang Ziyu quickly put on her shoes and fled the president's office as if escaping a disaster.
She had intended to leave Di Jue Group and return to the Di residence, but as soon as she reached the ground floor, she was stopped by Shen Lin.
"Miss Jiang, you can't leave. there's an important meeting this morning that you need to attend!"
"Why should I attend?"
Shen Lin was momentarily stunned by her question, then quickly reminded her, "You are now President Di's secretary. During work hours, you should be by President Di's side. Except when you're out for work, you cannot leave President Di's sight."
With so much going on, she had indeed forgotten.
Jiang Ziyu looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the lobby, thought for a moment, and then followed Shen Lin to the conference room.
Unexpectedly, she encountered someone she knew all too well…
"Jiang Feifei!"
"What a coincidence, seeing you even here."
Jiang Feifei's professional attire couldn't hide her superficiality.
"Isn't it normal for me to be here? On the other hand, it's you who has appeared here." Jiang Ziyu noticed her work ID around her neck as Jiang Feifei spoke.
In just one day, she had quickly gone to great lengths to enter the company. It seemed that Sheng Yan, which she had meticulously schemed to snatch away, had now become worthless.
The two blocked the entrance, and the employees behind them felt a palpable tension.
Upon entering the conference room, Jiang Feifei unceremoniously occupied the frontmost seat.
Normally, seating arrangements were based on rank, but she had taken the team leader's position.
Everyone knew her identity, and it wasn't worth causing unpleasantness over such a trivial matter as a seat.
Di Mingjue sat directly opposite Jiang Ziyu, with himself in between them.
The purpose of this meeting was that the company's newly developed product was about to be launched. Advertising and publicity needed to be arranged quickly, but the publicity team had been slow to act.
Shen Lin, representing Di Mingjue, stated the purpose of the meeting and encouraged everyone to speak freely without reservation.
Soon, the conference room was filled with the sounds of extensive discussion.
Jiang Ziyu was looking down at her phone, and seeing this, Jiang Feifei immediately became arrogant.
"Sister, are you using your phone to look up information?"
As the voice was uttered, those nearby caught a whiff of gossip. They cooperatively stopped talking and all looked towards the front.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at the message, then looked up at Jiang Feifei opposite her without explanation.
Jiang Feifei dramatically covered her mouth and exclaimed loudly, "Look at my brain, without a diploma or ability, asking you to come up with a plan is indeed harder than climbing to heaven. But it's also fortunate that you can sit here relying on your looks."
"You're right, I have neither education nor ability. Then, why don't you, someone with both education and ability, discuss how to promote this new product?" Jiang Ziyu's attitude shifted, and she tossed the problem back to her.
Eager for an opportunity to showcase herself, Jiang Feifei seized the topic Jiang Ziyu had thrown her.
She cleared her throat and asked Di Mingjue flirtatiously, "President Di, may I share my thoughts?"
Di Mingjue nodded.
He was also curious about what capabilities his nominal sister-in-law possessed.
Having received permission, Jiang Feifei cast a provocative glance at Jiang Ziyu. Her sweet voice echoed through the conference room.