1552: C1552 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1480

C1552 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1480

When Ding Yiyi saw her colleague in the office earlier, she didn't think of greeting him. Instead, she just holed herself in the car and waited for him to enter the building.

She looked away. "I'm not thinking about anything. I'm going to work."

"Yiyi," Ye Nianmo followed her out of the car, "Don't force yourself."

He was worried again, right? He couldn't even handle this kind of thing properly. Ding Yiyi thought to herself as her disgust for herself deepened.

When they entered the office, the atmosphere inside was different from before. Everyone was rummaging through the drawers, looking for something.

"What's wrong?" Ding Yiyi saw her secretary hurrying towards her side, but she didn't seem to see her. The sound of her high heels on the ground was like beads of water running out from a faucet.

The secretary stopped and looked anxious, "Xiaoxiao resigned without a word. She took all the information with her and left. What about the large amount of information!? Without that information, the entire company will have to stop its external activities. We are looking for a copy right now. "

"What kind of information?" Ding Yiyi's heart tightened. She had a vague feeling that Xiao Xiao's departure was related to her.

The secretary said, "There are a lot of translations. Some are translated into English, some into Chinese. We've been following this project for a year and it looks like it's about to be implemented. What we're most afraid of is that she will take it to her opponent's company."

Ding Yiyi thought for a moment. "Then is there any other way? If there's still time for the translation?"

"Tomorrow is the day to meet with the customers. I have to translate nearly a hundred copies of the documents in one day. Where can I find someone?" The secretary was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat as she shouted into the office, "Who is an English major, or is his English above the sixth grade of the country?"

Five or six people raised their hands in succession, but all of them looked at her with confused expressions, not knowing what she wanted to do.

"There are a total of 5 people. Including me, there are 6 of them. We will start working overtime tonight. I will be in charge of the more difficult part. I will switch to Chinese and convert the rest of the English into Chinese should be simpler."

She was full of confidence. She felt that it wouldn't be a problem if all six of them stayed up all night, but the surroundings were very quiet.

The colleagues who had raised their hands before all sat in their seats, but no one responded to her suggestion. After all, this was a matter for the company, so not many people could be so magnanimous as to help their boss overnight.

The secretary patted her on the shoulder and left as well, and the scene returned to its previous state of confusion. People would rather spend an afternoon cursing Xiaoxiao for taking away the information than working overtime.

Ding Yiyi walked back to her seat and looked at the empty seat across from her. She suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the secretary's seat. "Give it to me. I should be able to get it done."

"Yiyi," the secretary stood up and leaned closer to her, "Actually, you don't have to do this, this is the workplace, you don't have to put in so much effort. The boss will be away for the next two days, let's wait for him to come back and decide."

Ding Yiyi felt that since she entered the company, she had become somewhat detestable towards her best secretary. Like everyone else, she didn't really care about the company, it was just that she had disguised herself well.

"It's fine, just give it to me. I'm a translator anyway." Ding Yiyi smiled at her, but her eyes were determined.

Seeing her insistence, the other party took out a key from the cabinet. He then went to a cabinet by the side of the office and took out a thick blue leather folder.

Ding Yiyi walked back to her seat and began to open the folder. She picked up the topmost file and started to translate it. A few hours passed unknowingly. Only when she blinked her eyes did she feel an excruciating pain and finally raised her head.

There weren't many people around her anymore. She had already gotten off work, but no one said a word to her and left. She was the only one left in the empty office.

It was unknown who turned off the air conditioner, but there was a slight feeling of sultry heat in the air. The windows were not completely closed, and a light breeze blew through the half-open gap, drying the sweat on her forehead.

She took out her phone and sent a text message to Ye Nianmo: "My colleagues are inviting me to play at their home today. I might not go back tonight. Don't worry about me. Eat well, love your Yiyi."

A minute passed and the phone did not light up again. She stood up and stretched. She went to the door and turned on the light, then returned to her seat.

There was still no reply on her phone. She sighed again and rubbed her stiff shoulders before continuing with her work.

On the other side, a Porsche was parked by the side of the road. Ye Nianmo got off the car with the laptop and walked into a nearby café.

The cafe staff led him to a relatively quiet corner and asked for his drinks before leaving.

He drove the laptop, preparing to take care of the new job he suddenly received, but his expression darkened when he heard the three words "Ding Yiyi".

"Do you know that I've actually seen her resume before? It's not really that good. I hate people with backgrounds like her."

"So, didn't you notice that not many people in the company speak to her? Now that Xiaoxiao has left and she has caused such a mess, do you think that if I were to ignore her now after raising my hand?

"Hahaha, when I left, she was still writing by herself. I think she's still working overtime, like a lunatic."

As they were talking, they suddenly saw a tall and handsome man stand up not too far away. The few of them sent the handsome man off with their gazes.

Ye Nianmo's face was sullen as he drove the car to the bottom floor of Ding Yiyi's work building. Just as he was about to get off the car, he grabbed his phone.

When he got off the car, he accidentally pressed his finger on the screen. The screen lit up and a text message appeared on it.

"I'm going to my colleague's today, so I won't be going home. You have to take good care of yourself, okay? Love Yiyi."

His fingers suddenly tightened, but his pace slowed down. He walked into the building and took the elevator to the Embroidery Engineering Co., Ltd. Through the company's glass door, he could vaguely see a blurry figure.

There was only one light in Nuo's large space, and under that light, a person was buried in front of the desk. Her desk was filled with information from first base, while on the right was information from a higher base.

Her hand never stopped moving. Occasionally, he could hear her mumbling the information in English before minding her own business.

He leaned against the glass door and looked at her, his hand on the doorknob. With just a gentle push, he could walk in and take her home.

Ding Yiyi had been working the whole time, so she naturally did not eat at night. She had just arrived here, so she did not know where she would get a takeout, so she could only bear with it.

Feeling tired, she lifted her head and looked at her surroundings. Her eyes, which had been focused under the light for a long time, suddenly touched the darkness. Her pupils couldn't help but dilate and her surroundings also became grayish.

She felt a little frightened, and the pictures on the wall of the next table were terrifying, as were the air-conditioners on the table by themselves, and the printers.

The door opened and she jerked her head. "Who?"

"It's for takeout!" A man carrying a insulated box on his back walked in front of her and took the box off, "Hello, your colleague gave you some takeout."

As he spoke, he bent down and opened the thermos. He took out a ramen noodles.

"Did my colleague order it for me?" Ding Yiyi asked again as soon as she smelled the ramen noodles. The taste buds were ready to move.

The young man was in a hurry. He quickly put the items away and nodded, "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he carried the box and walked out. Not long after, his figure disappeared, and darkness fell once more around him.

Ding Yiyi looked around her again. All the darkness seemed to have been dispelled, and the person in the photo was smiling adorably. The darkness did not bring fear or terror, but warmth instead.

She didn't look back, so she didn't notice the gentle gaze staring at her from outside the door. She wolfed down her food, feeling that the food was exceptionally fragrant today.

Ye Nianmo sat cross-legged on the ground and opened the laptop with a smile. His slender fingers paused on the keyboard, as if he just wanted to drive her out of his mind.

He suddenly smiled and shook his head, only then did he begin to work. The dim light shone on the side of his face, seeming so focused and gentle.

The next day, Ding Yiyi woke up in a daze. Just as she raised her head, she felt a pain on the back of her neck as if something had hammered her.

Her body was extremely stiff and numb. It took her a long time to recover it. However, when she saw that there was still a stack of information, her limbs that had started to move suddenly felt numb.

She knew if she did it or not, how could she finish it? There were so many things, but she just wanted to give it a try.

"Yiyi?" The secretary pushed the door open and walked in refreshed. When she saw that Ding Yiyi was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, she asked in surprise, "You really stayed behind?"

Ding Yiyi nodded. "Sorry, I didn't finish it. There's still some left."

"It's alright, I've already talked to Boss Tong. This matter will be left to the headquarters to handle. Hurry back and rest." The secretary said in a flustered manner. He wanted to send Ding Yiyi away before CEO Tong came to the office. Otherwise, she would be in trouble if he saw her working here for the whole night.2

At that moment, she somewhat hated Ding Yiyi for coming here to suffer despite her good fortune, and yet she felt that she was implicated as well.

Ding Yiyi could see the unhappiness on her face, and she was even more puzzled.

"Then I'll go back. If I'm not in a hurry, I'll come back in the afternoon." She lowered her head, feeling a little dizzy, and looked up again, just in time to see the impatient expression on her secretary's face.

The secretary said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, whatever it is, it has to be handled by the headquarters. We shrimp soldiers don't have to worry about that much."

Since they already said that, what else could Ding Yiyi say. She returned to her seat in silence, turned off the computer, and slowly walked out of the building with her handbag.

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