52: daily

Although Yan Zhuohua's wide eyes were filled with the words "you are shameless," they failed to penetrate the enemy's defenses.

Driven by helplessness, he still shamefully agreed to this humiliating condition.

He treated it as a reward for Yan Qinghe's cooperation today. Yan Zhuohua was still finding excuses to salvage his dignity.

It was already twelve o'clock when they returned home.

The family had also received news of them, knowing roughly what had happened and guessing that they had a busy night and surely hadn't eaten well, so they had specially left dinner for them.

Jiang Fuyue was still a bit worried about the two children; only after seeing them return unscathed and hurrying them to eat dinner did she feel relieved and return to her bedroom to rest.

Yan Zhuohua didn't want Uncle Ye and the others to stay up late waiting for him to finish eating, so he sent them back to their rooms and told them to clean up tomorrow.

After Uncle Ye and the aunties also went back to rest, only the two of them were left in the vast space.

This silent atmosphere made Yan Zhuohua couldn't help but recall their honeymoon time living alone on the island. At that time, the two were far from being as close as they were now; he didn't expect that in just over two months, they would almost develop into an old married couple. Back then, he even suspected Yan Qinghe married him to work him to death in bed.

Thinking of the past, Yan Zhuohua couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at instead of eating?" Yan Qinghe looked up while picking up food and found that the person opposite hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, staring at the rice in his bowl and suddenly smiling.

"I'm thinking about how fun it will be when news of the banquet tomorrow spreads." Just kidding, if he let Yan Qinghe know what he was just thinking, he really wouldn't be able to live; he'd have to prepare a coffin and wait for someone to collect his corpse from the bed tomorrow!

"No matter how fun it is, you won't see it tomorrow," Yan Qinghe said plainly. "I've already requested leave for you."

"..."

I want a divorce.

That tie Yan Zhuohua had carefully selected finally completed its final mission and glory last night, then reached the end of its life and went into the trash can.

Actually, Yan Qinghe felt that this meritorious official shouldn't have met such an end and should have been kept as a memento. However, our upright Emperor couldn't withstand the "Evil Queen's" seductive words and pillow talk, and eventually "wrapped the meritorious official's body in grass" and sent it to a "mass grave."

Pity, a generation of favored ministers ended so abruptly.

It was another day that Deputy Director Yan didn't come.

The Business Department was very lively today. As a department that needed to interact and cooperate with various companies and families every day, the gossip ability of the Xingfeng Group's Business Department was actually not inferior to the Zhao family's, but everyone was overshadowed by the flamboyant brilliance of Director Yan Muxuan, so it was little known.

There were two gossip headlines today.

One was that their beautiful boss's wife, the Deputy Director, didn't come to work again today; it was estimated that the boss must be in a very good mood today.

The other was the "Zhao Family Birthday Banquet" case that had shaken the entire A-City upper-class circle last night.

The police station hadn't finished the investigation and closed the case yet, but overnight, this matter had already been completely characterized in the circle and spread everywhere. Almost everyone could tell some details.

Reportedly, their boss was set up and framed, but the boss and his wife were resourceful and bravely thwarted the enemy's plot, and even sent them to the police station to uphold the law.

The Zhao family's reputation in the circle wasn't very good to begin with; people only greeted them with smiles because of their strength. Now that such a thing had happened, not to mention the sharp drop in Zhao's stocks, they had also offended the strongest Yan Family. Everyone felt that the Zhao family's luck had probably run out.

At least they would fall to second-rate.

Some high-level executives of Xingfeng Group obviously thought so too.

At the morning regular meeting, they tentatively asked Yan Qinghe if he wanted to take action against the Zhao family—if not now to pull them up by the roots, then when?

"No need. Just cause some trouble for them first, so they temporarily have no time to worry about those few in the police station."

Before leaving home this morning, Yan Zhuohua had specifically instructed him not to completely bring down the Zhao family yet, as he still had a use for them. Although he didn't know what the use was, Chairman Yan had always been a good husband who listened to his wife, so he naturally wouldn't refuse Yan Zhuohua's request.

"Then what about that Smart Home Project in cooperation with the Zhao family?" As the Director of the Business Department, Yan Muxuan was still very concerned about the work in his hands.

"No rush, proceed as usual. When Zhuohua comes to work tomorrow, we'll see his arrangements."

"The way you say it makes it sound like he's the boss," Yan Muxuan complained.

Everyone was very sensible and pretended not to hear Director Yan's words, turning instead to another issue.

"Then how do we explain yesterday's events to the outside world?" Director Guan of the PR Department was very concerned about her work content.

"No need to explain. If anyone asks, just let them wait for the police announcement."

"Alright, Chairman Yan."

"Does anyone have any other questions?" Yan Qinghe asked as per routine.

"I do!" Yan Muxuan raised his hand high.

Yan Qinghe wasn't very willing to hear him speak; one look at his expression and he knew there were no good words.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't pretend to be deaf and blind, so he had to let this Uncle express his brilliant opinion.

"I hope our Chairman Yan can solve the problem of our department's Deputy Director having to ask for leave every few days. Although he has finished all his work and done it well, this not coming every now and then sets a bad example for everyone. Don't you think so, Chairman Yan?"

These words were too specific. It seemed to say Yan Zhuohua asked for leave every day, but in reality, it was accusing Yan Qinghe of constantly exhausting his capable subordinate who helped him with work.

Just kidding, it was hard enough to get a reliable and capable person who could do extra work for him, but as a result, he was being messed with so much every day that he couldn't even come to work. Who could stand that? It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go from luxury to frugality!

Everyone present was an old fox and understood the meaning in Yan Muxuan's words. But they didn't dare to speak at all, each pretending to be a statue.

Yan Qinghe certainly heard it too. He was very unwilling to agree to this request. But there was no way to refuse.

The two were at a stalemate for a long while, and Yan Qinghe finally admitted defeat.

"I will talk to him." His voice was through gritted teeth, and the others trembled when they heard it.

Having lost the right to wantonly mess with his beautiful wife on workdays, Yan Qinghe's good mood for the whole morning was gone.

He returned to his office to work dejectedly.

The considerate Special Assistant Ji saw the boss's low mood and immediately thought of a way to help the boss solve his problems. Actually, it was mainly because the boss's bad mood could easily affect his salary.

He called Yan Zhuohua.

At that time, Yan Zhuohua had just woken up and was still leaning against the headboard eating fruit brought up by Uncle Ye and playing with his phone, very leisurely.

When Ji Yang's call came in, he thought something had happened to Yan Qinghe and was quite frightened.

"Special Assistant Ji? Is something the matter?"

"There is indeed something about the boss that I'd like to ask for your help with."