nycdaug Chapter 113 I know
Chapter 113 I know
An Yi's message: Hello, Xiao Yang, I'm An Yi. I heard from my boss that you have the prescription written by Taoist Li. Can you take a photo for me as a backup? Thank you!
In fact, her idea was very simple. Since the boss had asked Xiao Yang to get the medicine, she would accept the boss's kindness. But taking medicine requires continuity, so how could she trouble others to supply it for a long time? Besides, the boss was very busy and might have forgotten about it. If she went to ask for it, it would not only delay the medication, but she might also be misunderstood as urging him in various ways, which would put her in a dilemma. It would be better to strike while the iron is hot and try to get Xiao Yang to provide it.
Given Xiao Yang's style of always asking his boss for permission, the chances of success were low, but what if? After all, he just wanted a copy of the photo for his records, so his boss wouldn't be so unkind.
Holding on to a glimmer of hope, An Yi sent the text message tremblingly.
After a while, I received a reply with just a few simple words: I have asked for instructions, and the boss said it is not necessary.
Disappointment, depression, grievance, helplessness, indignation...all kinds of bad emotions gathered inside. Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect that the worst result would be what I was waiting for.
Well, what can I say? An Yi felt like a donkey wearing a blindfold, working hard in circles, not knowing what to do, and waiting for the owner to be kind enough to feed him. Thinking about it, he became more pessimistic and sentimental. He knew that he should not let this matter make his already decadent mood worse, so he turned on the audio on his phone and continued to listen to the crosstalk full of jokes and gags.
As for what Ding Hong really wanted An Yi to understand, for her who was in deep trouble, even if she had five hundred guts, she would not dare to dream about it, and she would eventually go further and further astray in her efforts to guess her boss's intentions...
But Han Jingtian, known as Uncle Han by everyone, noticed something strange because of the Yun Qingshan incident.
In addition to arranging him to assist the young master in managing the company, Mr. Ding also indicated that he would keep an eye on the personal affairs of the only heir. Ding Hong knew about this, and although he would not take the initiative to talk about such topics with Uncle Han, he acquiesced to his "tip-off". Because Uncle Han had no children, he had seen Ding Hong grow up and loved him like his own son or nephew. He would also pass on some of Mr. Ding's movements to Mr. Ding.
If we have to say that he is a planted "spy", then it is also a "Mission Impossible", and it is also a bridge of communication between this father and son who do not communicate smoothly.
Yesterday, I found the driver Xiao Yang, and Uncle Han asked about the team building in Yunqing Mountain. Uncle Han was quite surprised to choose this place. He didn't think Xiao Ding would have deep feelings for Yunqing Mountain. On the contrary, because he was forced to take the pulse since he was a child, and was always forced to drink some soupy tonics when he came back, it was almost like the young master disliked this place.
Unexpectedly, they not only went to the Taoist temple, but also met with Taoist Master Li. That's right, according to etiquette, as a junior, the young master should go to pay respects to his father's best friend. But An Yi, an ordinary employee, actually got a prescription written by old friend Li! Although Xiao Yang mentioned the incident of An Yi suffering from heatstroke, it still did not dispel Uncle Han's doubts. You know, even Mr. Ding needs to contact the old Taoist masters in advance to visit them, and Xiao Yang did make an appointment a week ago.
Did the young master arrange the team building just to meet Taoist Li? What was the matter? Was it just a coincidence that he treated An Yi?
There were many doubts. Uncle Han decided to go to Sun Technology the next day to get some information from Miss An.
"Hello, Xiao An."
"Hello, Uncle Han!" An Yi, who was busy updating the database, found that Uncle Han was standing beside her at some point. Feeling that she had neglected it, she was shocked and ashamed and quickly stood up to greet him.
"You are very focused on your work. No wonder Xiao Ding always values you so much."
"No, no." An Yi knew that Uncle Han was comforting her. Anyone would be grateful for such thoughtfulness.
"I heard from Xiao Yang that you had a heat stroke in Yunqing Mountain. How is your recovery?"
"Yes, very good. I'm sorry for taking the trouble for you."
"Master Li is a great doctor. How did he diagnose you?"
An Yi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect Xiao Yang to be so loyal to Uncle Han. In fact, this was really a mistake for Xiao Yang. Uncle Han always knew everything about Ding Hong. Xiao Yang had already received instructions from his boss, but he knew very well who his boss was. Even though he respected Uncle Han's status, he would not say a word about his boss's privacy.
As for Miss An's consultation, Xiao Yang thought it was just a casual act of his boss, and he didn't think it was necessary to be particularly discreet, so he told her the truth. However, he also abided by his duties and did not make any guesses or interpretations about things he had not seen with his own eyes.
"Master Li said that I am too weak to be nourished, so I just need to take good care of myself."
"His consultation process is very complicated. I hope it doesn't bore you?" I have been accompanying Old Ding up the mountain for many years. Moreover, Taoist Li had treated his deceased wife many times. After becoming a widower, I was in a depressed state. I worked as a lay Buddhist in the temple for a period of time to recuperate my body and mind. I became more familiar with Taoist Li, so I could joke with him casually.
"Such a precious opportunity, no matter how complicated it is, I am willing to do it." An Yi guessed that the two of them must have a close personal relationship. In addition, Uncle Han had a friendly face, so he unconsciously relaxed his guard during the conversation: "This is the first time I know that Chinese medicine practitioners need to ask about the date of birth when taking a pulse. I really learned something new!"
"Haha, it's rare that you have such a good temper. I guess Xiao Ding couldn't stand this. Did he leave you there alone and escape by himself?"
"No, Mr. Ding has been here the whole time. He also helped me interpret many of Taoist Li's profound medical instructions." An Yi spoke frankly. The boss really helped him a lot that day.
"Oh, Mr. Ding is indeed a good boss." Uncle Han nodded and smiled, secretly surprised. He knew that Taoist Li would only do his best for VIPs and seriously ill people. Heatstroke is a common disease in summer, and it can be solved by taking the pulse. He actually treated him as a VIP. Was it his young master's request? Or did old friend Li see something strange? Then the strange thing must still be on the young master.
After chatting with An Yi for a few minutes without showing any emotion, Uncle Han knocked on the door and entered the president's office.
Ding Hong had already seen Uncle Han chatting with An Yi, wondering why they had been chatting for so long. However, Uncle Han was always talkative, so he didn't think much about it. Knowing that Uncle Han came here to discuss some administrative matters of the head office with him, they didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.
Uncle Han admired the working styles of the two bosses of the Ding family. They were both efficient and strong people. He made a decision on the matter within an hour.
"I'm sorry to have you come all the way here for these trivial matters. Actually, I'll be back at the headquarters tomorrow." Although the matter just discussed was important, it was not urgent. I don't know why Uncle Han made this trip. His eyes swept to An Yi outside the glass wall. Thinking of the long conversation between the two of them, could it be that... Ding Hong habitually narrowed his eyes and waited for Uncle Han's response.
How could Uncle Han not understand the child he had watched grow up? He was pleased with the young master's shrewdness and ability, and he had no intention of hiding anything, so he directly expressed his confusion.
If Uncle Han thought that the young master was sympathizing with the other party at first, and then thought that he valued talents, now this matter is becoming more and more unreasonable. He just hoped that the reason given by the young talent sitting opposite him would be reasonable, not too shocking, so as not to make him, a man over fifty, unable to bear it.
"I heard that the trip to Yunqing Mountain was very successful, but Miss An encountered some minor setbacks. Fortunately, she said it was just common heatstroke. Then Taoist Li treated her so seriously. Could it be that her illness is not simple?" This is the most reasonable explanation I can barely think of for the young master.
Ding Hong shook his head: "No, I just checked it carefully to make sure it was safe."
Solid? Who is solid? Comfortable? Master Li, or you?
Since the question has already been opened, Uncle Han decided to ask thoroughly. If there is anything wrong, he needs to remind him early to prevent the young master from being too willful and hurting others and himself.
"How is your health? Has Taoist Li diagnosed you?"
"I do not need."
"Then..." Uncle Han's temples began to throb. He didn't want to hear a certain answer but had to ask clearly: "What is your original intention in making an appointment with Taoist Li this time?"
Ding Hong looked at the elder sitting in front of him, his eyes no longer able to hide his worry. His gaze shifted again to the thin figure outside the glass wall and he sighed almost inaudibly: "My assistant is too weak." He turned to look at Uncle Han without saying another word.
He understood that the other party had already understood.
"Master!"
Uncle Han was so surprised that he actually used the private name. Although he had a vague guess in his heart, it was only one percent, or even less! After calming down, he said, "Miss An is not only physically weak, but also mentally weak. Your care for employees may be more suitable for her." He did not hide his disapproval in his tone. After all, he was an elder, and children sometimes should not be indulged too much.
Ding Hong lowered his head, not looking at Uncle Han, playing with the pen he picked up at random, and replied after a moment: "I know."
This scene reminded Uncle Han of the guilt and helplessness that the young master felt after making a mistake as a child, and he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.
Over the years, the young master has been extremely self-disciplined in his work, and now he is just tempted by a small employee. Why should he worry about this before they even start dating? But he thought, this person doesn't seem to be an ordinary employee, right?
First of all, there is no doubt that the young master's interest was mostly due to sympathy. Secondly, he could not imagine how Miss An, who was trapped in a family change, could have the energy to devote herself to another relationship... Uncle Han was speechless for a moment as his mind was in a mess, and the CEO's office was silent.
No, we still have to try our best to dissuade him.
It's not that Uncle Han favors An Yi. In public and private, his whole mind is of course on Ding Hong. This consideration is really for Ding Hong.
Unlike the young master's previous pursuit of flowers and willows in the love field, it seems that they are just talking about love, but in fact everyone has a price tag. This is a place where power and interests are traded and exchanged, which is as it should be and there is nothing wrong with it. Miss An obviously does not belong to this category. Hurting such a poor woman is not something that can be compensated with money or resources to get a clear conscience.
"Mr. Xiao Ding." Uncle Han had adjusted his mood, so he addressed him as he normally would.
"You should still call me Xiao Jiang like before."
Just this one sentence made Uncle Han fall into the past in a trance...