52: Chapter 52 I'll tell you a secret: My roommate is a pervert!

When Cheng Wan immediately contacted her grand-nephew and explained the situation, things became simple.

Qin Xun stood on the podium, smiling as he spoke to his colleagues.

"Next weekend, eat and drink to your heart's content."

"Red envelopes? The company will pay!"

A cheer erupted from below.

"Overtime pay? The company will also pay!"

"Triple pay!"

Another cheer erupted from below.

Everyone was ecstatic, feeling that joining this company was truly a great decision!

No need to give red envelopes on the weekend, a free feast, and even triple pay!

In the corner.

Xia Ning watched Qin Xun without blinking, a faint smile on her face, muttering to herself.

"You decide everything. Why don't you just take the General Manager position of this company too!"

...

The meeting ended.

As Qin Xun walked towards his workstation, colleagues he encountered all made way for him, making him truly feel like a Grand Eunuch.

He returned to his workstation.

A moment later.

Xia Ning walked back with her notebook, her face cold.

Just as she casually placed the notebook on the desk, she saw Qin Xun reach out, take it, and open it to read.

"This is the first major meeting I've chaired at the company. Let's see what my little assistant recorded."

Xia Ning curled her lips and snorted coldly through her nose.

Qin Xun opened the notebook and his smile froze.

On the paper, a tangled mess was drawn with a black pen, and below it, in the blank space, was written in a flamboyant hand:

[Qin Xun, you big idiot!]

He looked up at Xia Ning.

Xia Ning met his gaze, not afraid in the slightest.

Qin Xun sighed.

"You need to learn to refine meeting minutes. There's no need to be so literal."

With that, he picked up a pen and wrote on a blank page.

[Little Xia, I'm sorry!]

Xia Ning watched him write, couldn't help but be startled, and looked at Qin Xun, her face full of confusion.

But she didn't ask anything, just quietly watched Qin Xun, waiting for him to explain himself.

Qin Xun looked at Xia Ning's gaze, feeling a bit speechless.

He genuinely suspected if Xia Ning was a mute who only learned to speak at eight years old.

He looked at Xia Ning, his face serious.

"Delete the wedding photos in your email!"

Xia Ning couldn't help but ask.

"Why?"

Qin Xun said.

"During the meeting today, I saw the expressions on the faces of those girls from the finance department and suddenly realized something."

"Taking wedding photos, to a man, is exhausting physical labor, but to a woman..."

"It might be sacred."

"I shouldn't let such a thing become so casual."

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, her eyes darting, two blushes rising to her cheeks.

Qin Xun continued.

"Delete them!"

"If your future husband sees them, he might just stab me or physically abuse you."

Xia Ning: "..."

She hesitated for a moment, opened her email, and deleted the message.

Her gaze, however, secretly glanced at the trash bin.

Qin Xun let out a long sigh.

Suddenly.

He saw Xia Ning take the notebook and pen from his hand.

Xia Ning placed the notebook on the table, her face serious, and drew an 'X' over the character 'big' (big) in [Qin Xun, you big idiot!].

Immediately after, she carefully wrote the character 'Small' (little) above the 'big' character, stroke by stroke.

The combat power of the insult was instantly diminished considerably.

"Thank you!"

Qin Xun looked at the sentence, smiled, and read it aloud.

"Qin Xun, you little... idiot?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

His smile froze!

He looked up at Xia Ning, whose expression was also a bit strange.

It didn't seem odd just looking at it on paper, but hearing Qin Xun read it aloud, the meaning immediately changed!

Little idiot?

Little idiot?

How was this an insult?

It sounded more like playful banter; where was the lethality?

Xia Ning closed the notebook, feigning composure, her face cold, and placed her hands on the keyboard.

"Time to work!"

Seeing Qin Xun still looking at her, she felt a bit nervous and put on a pair of headphones.

She looked like she didn't want to be disturbed and was about to become a nun on the spot.

Even Qin Xun, as dense as he was, knew that Xia Ning was shy and didn't want to embarrass her, so he prepared to be a graceful gentleman.

Five minutes later.

He lost his gentlemanly patience, turned to look at Xia Ning, who was still typing on her keyboard, with an air of working herself to death at her workstation.

He was a little worried.

Yesterday, for some unknown reason, he gained 1000 slacking-off value just by slacking off for a little while.

How could he not take his little assistant out for fieldwork today?

Qin Xun looked at Xia Ning's serious working expression, preparing to ease the awkward atmosphere.

He had a secret weapon for this kind of situation.

That was gossip!

After his mother offended someone, if she wanted to reconcile, she would usually pretend to casually bring up gossip with that auntie.

For example, whose husband was caught soliciting prostitutes!

Who was having an affair with the boss at the company!

Whose chubby son wasn't actually her husband's!

This trick never failed.

Women love gossip; it's their nature!

Qin Xun gently nudged Xia Ning's arm, and seeing no reaction from her, still diligently typing.

He reached out and removed one of her headphones.

Xia Ning turned her face, frowning.

Qin Xun lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously.

"Little Xia, I'll tell you something."

Seeing his serious demeanor, Xia Ning thought it was something important, so she leaned forward slightly, getting a little closer.

Qin Xun extended his right hand, mimicking the aunties at the village information hub, covering his mouth, and whispered.

"I'm telling you!"

"My current roommate, actually..."

Xia Ning's heart was in her throat.

Had she been discovered?

Then she heard Qin Xun continue.

"He's a pervert!"

"He even installed a monitor in the living room, probably wanting to peep on me."

Xia Ning: "???"

She looked at Qin Xun, her eyes wide.

The monitor was indeed installed to keep an eye on Qin Xun.

But why use such a vulgar word as "peep"?

Qin Xun saw her expression and thought she was interested.

"Yesterday, at two in the morning, I heard the opposite door open, and he actually got up in the middle of the night to..."

He lowered his voice, as if recounting something incredibly important.

"Take a shower!"

Xia Ning: "..."

Last night, she had worked up a sweat from the wedding photoshoot. When she returned to her room, she couldn't find a good opportunity to shower.

She had to wait and wait.

She waited until she thought Qin Xun was asleep, then sneaked out to take a shower.

Who would have thought...

He was actually awake.

Xia Ning gave a forced smile: "Hehe! Hehe!"

Qin Xun asked: "You tell me, isn't he a pervert?"

Xia Ning: "..."

"Are you very bored?"

Qin Xun scratched his head awkwardly.

"A little."

Seeing Xia Ning about to put on her headphones again, he quickly said.

"Let's go out for fieldwork now!"

"Contact that rich girl Song Ying; I need to give her emergency special training."

"Time is tight, the task is heavy, and there are many tricks."

He straightened his face, trying hard to look serious.

"We need to hurry!"

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun's serious expression, but still felt he just wanted to go out and play.

However...

This was, after all, Qin Xun's plan, and all the details had to be handled by him, and only he could handle them.

Since becoming famous through singing, the quality of the performance must be very important.

She had already experienced Qin Xun's singing skills at the KTV.

She believed he had the ability to guide Song Ying.

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun and sighed.

"I'll trust you one last time."

She took out her phone and arranged a time and place with Song Ying.

...

Half an hour later.

At the entrance of Huanhu Park, where Qin Xun had fallen into the water.

Qin Xun walked over with Xia Ning and saw a fashionable girl wearing a mini-skirt and a crop top standing at the park entrance.

It was Song Ying.

When they were five meters away.

Qin Xun saw Song Ying spot him and dash over, her skirt flying, not caring if she revealed too much.

She was also shouting.

"Brother~ Brother!"

Qin Xun felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and hid behind Xia Ning.