Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 39 Hurry to the hospital, Mingxuan has been in a car accident.

Lin Xi's eyes widened slightly: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to move into your office?"

Duan Yiheng was just teasing her, saying, "This is for now. This is a temporary office prepared after the new park is built. It doesn't include a secretary's office."

Lin Xi nodded and asked him, "Has the specific relocation time for the new industrial park been set?"

Duan Yiheng: "Early December."

There's one month left, which will be right after the anniversary of her parents' death.

Lin Xi tidied up the documents, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The end of next month is the anniversary of my parents' death."

Duan Yiheng glanced sideways: "Going back this year?"

"Okay." Lin Xi nodded. "I haven't been back for a long time. I just wanted to let you know that I might not be in City B on the last weekend of November, in case you need to contact me."

Whether a secretary gets a regular two-day weekend is closely related to the work arrangements of their superior.

Informing her in advance would prevent Duan Yiheng from pressuring her to work later.

"Understood." Duan Yiheng opened the conference room door. "Going back alone?"

Lin Xi paused, realizing that given her current relationship with Duan Mingxuan, she would probably have to go back alone.

"Mm," Lin Xi replied.

Back in the office, I ran into Qin Yang, who was also returning to the company.

Duan Yiheng simply invited him to have dinner together.

Qin Yang looked at Duan Yiheng with suspicion: "President Duan, I didn't—"

Duan Yiheng gave him a look, and he fell silent, not understanding why Duan Yiheng wanted him to stay for dinner.

It wasn't until he saw Lin Xi stay that he vaguely sensed something was different.

Lin Xi greeted him politely, and Qin Yang returned the greeting with a smile: "Secretary Lin, I heard you shone brightly at the business department's weekly meeting today. Congratulations!"

Lin Xi couldn't resist his praise, so she quickly humbly said that she still had a lot to learn.

The table was already laden with food.

Qin Yang was dumbfounded: "President Duan, is your housekeeper really worried that you won't have enough to eat?"

Lin Xi lowered her eyes and smiled, and could roughly guess why Sister Mei had cooked so much food and brought it over.

Duan Yiheng slightly turned his gaze towards Lin Xi, but then asked Qin Yang, "How is Jiang Hulin?"

Qin Yang was taken aback when he heard this. Should this matter be discussed in front of Secretary Lin?

Has President Duan trusted her to this extent?

Duan Yiheng didn't hear a reply, so he asked again.

Qin Yang snapped out of his daze and said, "It's an old problem. I'll be discharged in two more days."

Duan Yiheng: "Hmm, have you made everything clear to him?"

"I've made myself clear." Qin Yang glanced at Lin Xi in the gap. "He does have loyal people under him, but because of Zheng Jizhong's status, he lacks the support of higher-ups, which is why Zheng Jizhong was able to succeed."

Lin Xi couldn't hide her surprise; Duan Yiheng seemed to have high hopes for the hospitalized Manager Jiang.

Sending Qin Yang to deliver a message already demonstrates his stance: he wants to join forces with Qin Yang to eliminate Zheng Jizhong.

If Zheng Jizhong leaves, Jiang Hulin will most likely take over as the director of the business department.

Lin Xi couldn't help but ask Duan Yiheng, "Who does Zheng Jizhong work for?"

Qin Yang was slightly surprised. He was afraid that Duan Yiheng would get angry, and he had even prepared an explanation for her. But Duan Yiheng simply said, "The general manager's."

Lin Xi's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out "Uncle Duan".

Qin Yang's gaze shifted between Duan Yiheng and Lin Xi, and he became curious about Lin Xi's identity.

Everyone in the company knows that President Duan and Duan Zheng are father and son. He investigated Zheng Jizhong in private, but he never expected that Duan Yiheng would reveal everything to a new secretary.

Because Qin Yang was present, Lin Xi didn't say a word throughout the meal.

She packed up the lunchbox for the driver and returned to Duan Yiheng's office.

Duan Yiheng was making tea and wasn't surprised to see her. He invited her to sit down.

Not wanting to inconvenience him during his rest time, Lin Xi asked directly, "Has Uncle Duan arranged for someone to stay by your side?"

Duan Yiheng pushed a cup of tea toward her: "Zheng Jizhong wasn't one of his people at first, but after he was promoted to director, his ambition grew bigger and bigger. Some people will be careful not to fall and be smashed to pieces when they reach the top, but he became extremely arrogant when he reached the top."

He believed that the business department was the core department for generating revenue for Yinfan Technology, and that it would be impossible without him. Later, he became a pawn that Duan Zhenghe and certain members of the board of directors were cultivating to balance the power.

Lin Xi silently picked up his teacup and took a sip. This balance was actually a way of dealing with Duan Yiheng.

No wonder Grandpa treats Uncle Duan with such disdain.

But since Duan Zheng was his only remaining son, he couldn't cut off Duan Zheng's future.

In the end, Duan Yiheng always suffered the most injustices and had to clean up the mess for his father.

Lin Xi could say nothing and do nothing; he could only lower his head and drink the tea he had brewed himself.

Back in her office, she had barely rested for ten minutes when Sister Mei called to say that the old man wanted everyone in the family to have dinner at the North Courtyard that evening.

Lin Xi felt a slight stirring in her heart, realizing that the old man knew about her and Duan Mingxuan's antics in the South Courtyard.

No clients visited in the afternoon, so Lin Xi drew up Duan Yiheng's daily schedule, consulting Qin Yang on some of the details.

Duan Yiheng didn't nitpick and let her leave work on time.

Lin Xi had the driver go directly to the North Courtyard, and she and Duan Yiheng returned home one after the other.

The old man smiled when he saw Lin Xi and asked her with concern if she was settling in well at the company.

Lin Xi didn't bother to answer, and pulled the blanket on his lap up a little higher.

Chen Baiwei and Duan Zheng entered the living room at the same time. Lin Xi stood up and stood next to the old man.

The old man frowned: "Where is Mingxuan?"

Chen Baiwei pinched Duan Zheng, who endured the pain and said, "He's been in a bad mood lately and went out with his friends."

The old man didn't say anything, and told the housekeeper to prepare dinner.

The atmosphere at the dinner was relatively peaceful. Near the end, the old man's gaze fell on Duan Zheng, and he said:

“After your mother and eldest brother passed away, my father and I depended on each other for survival, and I had high hopes for you.”

Duan Zheng put down his chopsticks and respectfully responded.

"The years when you gave birth to Yi Heng were the happiest time of my life."

Chen Baiwei secretly rolled her eyes, while Duan Zheng remained silent and did not dare to look at Duan Yiheng.

“I’ve watched each of you grow up, and I know your capabilities, so today I’ve commissioned a lawyer to draft my will—”

"Dad?" Duan Zheng interrupted abruptly, "What are you doing...?"

The old man waved his hand: "Just in case. I called you here today to tell you that once the notarization is completed, I will immediately announce it within the family. Don't be absent then."

Chen Baiwei was getting anxious. She regretted not letting Duan Mingxuan go out and fool around today, at least to earn some points in the impression.

Lin Xi didn't care about the will; she was only worried about her grandfather's health.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Duan Yiheng asked. "Arrange for a doctor tomorrow—"

"No need," the old man waved his hand. "I'm not feeling unwell."

Duan Yiheng frowned, about to say something, when Chen Baiwei's phone rang.

It was Yu Lang calling.

The next second, Chen Baiwei stood up shakily, holding onto the table, her face deathly pale.

"What's wrong?" Duan Zheng asked impatiently.

Chen Baiwei screamed, grabbed Duan Zheng's arm tightly, and cried:

"Quick, quick, quick to the hospital! Mingxuan has been in a car accident!"