Chapter 29 Tan Jingjing’s Difficulties

If this is the case, it can solve the insomnia problem that has plagued our president for many years.

Tang Ming felt excited from the bottom of his heart for a moment, with a bit of excitement in his eyes.

Tan Huairong glanced at him and said calmly: "It's time to get off work, you can leave."

Tang Ming was stunned. Before he could react, Tan Huairong had already taken the car keys from his hand and drove back to the apartment.

When we got home, it was completely dark outside.

"Hey, I thought you were going to sleep until midnight at least."

Song Yu took a spoonful of egg fried rice and put it into his mouth, while looking up at the man who just came in.

The last meal she had today was lunch. She wanted to go home after the inspection and eat the meal cooked by Zhang Ma, but she was called away by this stinky man halfway, causing Zhang Ma to think that she would not prepare dinner if she did not come back for dinner.

The egg fried rice I'm eating now was fried just now using yesterday's leftover rice.

A bit salty.

"Continue tomorrow." Tan Huairong said without answering her words.

Again?

Song Yu's eyes widened and he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "No, try another one. I can do anything. My hands are sore from the massage."

This is true, I feel a little weak holding the spoon now.

Because she squeezed with what she thought was a normal force, this stinky man said it was too gentle.

And for his just enough strength, she needed to use all her strength to suck.

"There is a contract."

The contract was signed by this little woman, and Tan Huairong was not afraid that she would quit. He took off his coat and put it on his arm, then went upstairs to his room.

Song Yu was so angry that he took a big spoonful of egg fried rice and put it in his mouth, chewing and complaining at the same time.

"I never imagined that by signing the contract, I would be digging a hole for myself."

But it was written in black and white, and there were two copies. The copy in my room was lying quietly in the drawer, and I couldn't get rid of it even if I wanted to.

After eating, Song Yu had no time to remain depressed. She had to sort out the results of the day's inspection and type them into a document.

After finishing the paper, it was early in the morning again, and the egg fried rice eaten at night had long been digested. Song Yu rubbed his stomach and planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

To her surprise, she saw Tan Ghost again in front of the coffee machine in the kitchen.

Song Yu frowned and looked at the time on his phone, "You were making coffee at the same time yesterday, right?"

I stay up most of the night and make freshly ground coffee to drink. No wonder I fall asleep in the office within half an hour during the day.

Song Yu was filled with emotion. It turns out that being a group president is so tiring.

Later, she had to go home and remind her father to take a rest. No young person could endure it when he was older.

Tan Huairong didn't know the inner activities of the little woman in front of him, so he subconsciously added: "I can't sleep whether I take a bath or not. I'm used to it."

But after saying that, he regretted it. There was nothing to say to her about this kind of thing.

Song Yu snorted without expressing any opinion. She walked around him and started rummaging through the cupboard, but she couldn't reach it at all due to her height.

Looking for help from Talking Ghost?

No, she would rather climb into the cabinet and climb up to get it.

With this thought in his mind, Song Yu actually did it.

She put her hands on the counter and climbed up the cabinet with a little force. The cabinet with the bread was right above her head. As soon as she opened the cabinet door, before she could hook the bread with her hand, Tan Huairong reached out to help her. Take it down.

"Want this?"

Song Yu turned his head and lost balance under his feet, falling towards his arms.

"Ahhhh——"

Song Yu closed his eyes and yelled wildly, but Tan Huairong covered his mouth with his hands in disgust.

"Stop screaming, it's too noisy." Tan Huairong's face darkened.

Song Yu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, covered his mouth with both hands, and signaled him to put him down quickly.

After her feet landed, she tried to grab the bread from Tan Huairong's hand, but Tan Huairong was too tall. She couldn't reach it even if she raised her arms slightly.

"You're drinking coffee, what are you doing with my bread?" Song Yu jumped around twice but couldn't get it, and his cheeks were bulging with anger.

"Didn't you have dinner tonight?" Tan Huairong frowned.

"Then I'm hungry again, can't you? You think everyone else has become an immortal like you. I'm still growing at my age. Of course people your age can't understand it."

Song Yu explained confidently.

Just like she can't understand the behavior of drinking coffee in the middle of the night.

"Am I very old?"

Tan Huairong gritted his teeth.

Song Yu touched his nose guiltily, annoyed that he had spoken out what was in his heart.

Tan Yingying, who has always been so good-looking, must not let himself get skinned.

"You are not old, and you are the president of the group at a young age. This is something that many people can't achieve even after working hard for several lifetimes."

Song Yu smiled flatteringly.

He still said the same thing in his heart, he was indeed old compared to her, but he didn't dare to say it out loud anymore.

"Make the coffee and bring it to me."

Tan Huairong sneered, put the bread on the table, and then walked upstairs with his slender legs.

"You're almost done, just soak it yourself." Song Yu secretly rolled his eyes behind him.

"This is the first day of being a seven-day servant. Miss Song shouldn't break her promise."

Servant for seven days...

Oh my god, why does she always forget that this thing exists?

If he continues like this, he won't have to wait for seven days to pass, and he will be tortured to death by this stinky man today.

Complaining was a complaint, but she still accepted her fate. After all, it was her own fault. She took a bite of the bread to vent her anger and started making coffee.

She rarely drank this stuff, but she could still tell that Tan Huairong drank black coffee.

"Drink, drink to death and knock you down." Song Yu whispered angrily.

He added two pieces of toffee to the coffee, stirred them clockwise and counterclockwise, and then brought the coffee to him in the room.

This was her first time making coffee, and she preferred instant coffee to freshly ground coffee.

Delicious and convenient.

Tan Huairong took a sip and frowned, "What did you add?"

"Toffee, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight if you drink coffee with such a high concentration." Song Yu explained.

What she didn't know was that Tan Huairong never added anything to his coffee.

But he didn't say anything, he just gave the eviction order in a calm tone.

"Well, continue to massage my shoulders tomorrow, and you can go out."

Does this count as discarding it after using it?

Song Yu forced a smile on his lips, "Okay."

When she returned to the room, she took out the carrot doll that symbolized talking about ghosts, and beat it wildly.

…

They were supposed to go to the old house for dinner on the weekend, but Song Yu really didn't have time, so Tan Huairong found an excuse and simply didn't go there himself.

After having the information for the physical store inspection, Song Yu completed the paper in half a day.

The phone rang, and she picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Did you forget something?"

Tan Huairong's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

Song Yu suddenly sat up from his chair with excitement, picked up the memo and took a look.

Go give Tan Ghost a massage at twelve o'clock.

At this time, the alarm clock on the table showed that it was already two o'clock.

"If you can't make it within half an hour, if you are late for a minute, you will get an extra minute of massage time."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was busy and forgot. I'll come over now." Song Yu hurriedly packed his things and then cut off the phone.

At this time, most of the employees taking lunch break had returned to the company to start their afternoon work. Song Yu felt that it would be particularly awkward for him to go now.

After thinking about it, I put on a hat and a mask and rushed over fully armed.

In this way, even if others are suspicious of her, they will not know who she is.

"Miss, you can't go up there without a reservation."

The front desk stopped Song Yu in time.

Song Yu was almost dying of anxiety. He had been delayed for several minutes when he encountered a red light on the road. He called Tan Huairong but no one answered.

No one stopped her last time, but she was stopped today. It was her bad luck.

"Um...then call Special Assistant Tang for me."

"I'm sorry, miss, Assistant Tang is out for a meeting." The front desk replied politely.

No wonder Tang Ming wasn't waiting for her downstairs.

Song Yu nodded and had no choice but to continue calling Tan Huairong.

To be clear, she didn't mean to be late on purpose, but she just couldn't get in.

The call was still not answered, so Song Yu simply took a video to prove that he had reached this point.

"What are you doing for food? How can you let reporters in? Why don't you call security?"

After Tan Jingjing came in through the gate, she saw a well-dressed woman filming a video.

The two front desks looked at each other, and one of them had to rush to find the security guard.

"Director Tan, do you still remember what we met yesterday?" Song Yu took off his sunglasses after seeing the person coming.

"I don't know you. Miss, I'd better explain to the security guard later." Tan Jingjing folded her hands on her chest, looking like she was watching a good show.

Song Yu was so angry that she clenched her fists. She was 100% sure that this woman deliberately said she didn't know her.

But we just exchanged a few words yesterday, why are you so vindictive?

The front desk rushed over quickly with two security guards.

"Miss, please come this way."

"Miss, please cooperate and delete the videos on your phone."

Song Yu laughed angrily, "She said I was a reporter. Am I a reporter? Would such a stupid reporter come in directly from the gate?"

The front desk was also very embarrassed, but after all, the director had spoken.

"Miss, I'm sorry, please cooperate. This is our job." The front desk looked at her apologetically.

Seeing that Song Yu was indifferent, at Tan Jingjing's signal, the two security guards prepared to grab the phone.

Song Yu took two steps back warily, dodging the hand extended by one of the security guards.

Faced with the two men's attack, she did not panic, quickly squatted down, and brought down the relatively thin security guard with one sweep.

Tan Jingjing and the front desk took a few steps back in shock, fearing that they would be hurt.

"Miss, don't blame us for being rude."

The two security guards looked at each other and prepared to use violence against Song Yu.

"Why is your group so unreasonable? I told you I'm not a reporter."

A pair of rough, big hands fell on his shoulders. Song Yu calmly placed his hands on the opponent's wrists and shook them in the opposite direction, using skillful force to force him to let go of her.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Tang Ming ran over quickly.

The security guard quickly stopped when he heard this.

"Assistant Tang, this reporter was filming something just now. Director Tan also hopes that she can cooperate with us to delete the video."

The front desk quickly explained.