TVSFPAG -Chapter 39 I Offend Him Every Day

She had originally planned to play dead, but falling asleep this quickly was clearly unrealistic.

Song Yunfei stammered, “Why… are you suddenly asking about this again?”

Chu Jinhan replied in a very serious tone, “Just asking casually. I just want to understand—you don’t need to overthink it.”

Song Yunfei complained inwardly—who wouldn’t overthink in a position like this?

After thinking for a moment, she gave a small “mm,” and said, “Yeah.”

Chu Jinhan didn’t say anything further and simply responded, “Sleep.”

After saying that, he also withdrew the hand that had been resting on her waist.

Song Yunfei secretly let out a breath of relief. She must have been overthinking—he probably really was just asking casually.

As for the man sleeping beside her, she still felt quite at ease.

Song Yunfei believed that as long as she didn’t take the initiative, he probably wouldn’t make a move either.

So she calmly closed her eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning, when she woke up, she didn’t encounter the awkward scene of being in each other’s arms, because Chu Jinhan was already no longer in bed.

Not hearing any movement in the room, Song Yunfei sat up abruptly and scanned the room, but didn’t find Chu Jinhan anywhere.

“Chu Jinhan?”

“Where did he go?”

She murmured softly, got out of bed, and searched the room again.

After confirming he wasn’t there, she took out her phone and sent him a message.

A few minutes later, Chu Jinhan sent her a photo.

It showed him holding a cage, and inside was a small dog.

So he had gone to pick up Quanquan.

After washing up and packing her luggage, Song Yunfei went downstairs to meet him.

Chu Jinhan and Mr. He were sitting in the lobby chatting. At their feet was Quanquan, and on the table were some packaged breakfast items.

Song Yunfei walked over to greet them. Mr. He smiled politely at her and said, “You’re down. Let’s go then—better to set off early and get back sooner. There’s a pile of work waiting at the company.”

As he spoke, he picked up the breakfast from the table and stuffed it into Song Yunfei’s arms, urging her to eat it in the car.

After signing so many orders, Mr. He was eager to get back and handle things—he wished he could teleport back immediately.

Chu Jinhan took her suitcase on his own and walked out while carrying the dog with one hand.

Chu Jinhan drove, and Song Yunfei naturally sat in the passenger seat.

She opened her breakfast and suddenly turned to ask him, “Did you two eat already?”

Chu Jinhan fastened his seatbelt. “We did.”

“Oh.” Song Yunfei didn’t worry about them anymore and focused on eating her buns and soy milk.

Mr. He, sitting in the back, watched the two of them and felt that their interactions seemed a bit different.

But he couldn’t quite put his finger on what was different—after all, he hadn’t been watching them every day.

He joked, “Xiao Chu signed quite a lot of orders this time. Shouldn’t you also decide on a house now? Have you thought about where to buy? If you don’t have enough money, you can tell me—I can lend you some.”

Song Yunfei’s hand holding the bun trembled slightly. They had just barely gotten past this topic—why bring it up again?

However, she also understood Mr. He’s intentions.

Many bosses try to bind talented employees to the company by encouraging them to buy cars and houses.

Once an employee buys a house and takes on a mortgage, they are less likely to quit. And after settling down locally, they’re unlikely to move to another city.

Lending money to employees also makes them feel grateful, making them even less likely to leave.

Unless they move to another city, in the same city and same industry, they will inevitably cross paths.

But once you’ve bought a house… can you still easily move to another city?

Song Yunfei had long been familiar with this kind of tactic.

Before her transmigration, she had been “tricked” by that scummy boss in the same way. Even now, she still had a mortgage of 900,000 yuan that hadn’t been fully paid off.

While she was thinking, Chu Jinhan replied, “No rush for now. We’re planning to buy a car.”

Mr. He felt a bit regretful and asked again, “Then what kind of car are you planning to buy? I can give you some suggestions. I know someone at a 4S dealership—I’ll have them give you a discount later.”

The two of them chatted intermittently, while Song Yunfei sat nearby acting like a background figure.

Mr. He even lit a cigarette.

The car was already on the highway, with the window slightly open. Not only was there the roaring wind outside, but most of the smoke stayed inside the car instead of drifting out.

As soon as Song Yunfei smelled the smoke, she immediately felt carsick and nauseous. She grabbed the water beside her and took a large gulp.

Chu Jinhan noticed her pale expression from the corner of his eye and suddenly said, “Mr. He, could you not smoke?”

Mr. He froze for a moment, almost unable to hold back a retort—who exactly is the boss here?

But the next second, he merely chuckled a couple of times and flicked the cigarette out.

After that, the atmosphere inside the car became very awkward, and Mr. He stopped talking.

The awkward silence lasted for over two hours until the three of them returned to Qingcheng.

After dropping Mr. He off at the entrance of their factory, Chu Jinhan drove Song Yunfei back.

At that point, Song Yunfei finally dared to speak. “Did you offend Mr. He earlier?”

“It’s fine,” Chu Jinhan said. “I offend him every day.”

Song Yunfei froze and looked at him in surprise.

After a moment, she couldn’t help but praise Mr. He, saying, “He really is a broad-minded and good boss.”

Of course, this also couldn’t be separated from Chu Jinhan’s capabilities.

After Chu Jinhan joined Xinglong, the company previously had five order-follow-up staff, but three were cut. In other words, Chu Jinhan was doing the work of three people while only receiving one person’s salary—what could Mr. He possibly say?

Now that Chu Jinhan’s greater value had become even more apparent, Mr. He naturally dared not complain at all.

After returning downstairs, Chu Jinhan got out of the car and brought everything down, including the luggage, Quanquan, and all of Quanquan’s belongings.

Dog beds, food bowls, and dog food—everything had been bought by him that morning at the pet store.

Seeing the pile of items, Song Yunfei felt a pang of pain in her heart. This had cost at least several hundred yuan.

But since everything had already been brought back, what could she do?

Chu Jinhan didn’t rush to go to the company and instead helped her settle Quanquan in first.

Song Yunfei thought about how she had taken four days off anyway, and since it was almost noon, she decided not to go to work.

She wanted to see if she could train Quanquan to use the toilet properly, otherwise once they went to work, the little guy might relieve itself randomly in the house.

After waiting for an hour, she finally saw the puppy assume a posture to urinate. She quickly ran over, picked it up, and rushed to the bathroom.

The little one wasn’t shy at all. It wandered around the bathroom for a while, and since the door was closed, it couldn’t get out and could only relieve itself there.

Each time it started, Song Yunfei interrupted it. Only when it squatted by the designated spot did she stop interrupting.

After it finished urinating, Song Yunfei took out a treat as a reward. “Good job.”

She patted Quanquan’s head and carried the puppy, which was still holding the treat in its mouth, out.

Just after placing the puppy on the ground, she received a message from Xiao Shuang.

Opening it, she saw a photo showing Mr. Zhao and his wife chatting and laughing with Li Shan.

Song Yunfei frowned and sent back a question mark.

Xiao Shuang: I just heard these two clients mention you, so I wanted to ask—are they your clients? It seems like they’re about to sign a contract.

Song Yunfei suddenly stood up from the floor.

Chu Jinhan, who was on a phone call nearby, noticed and glanced at her.

After saying a couple of words on the phone, he hung up and asked, “What’s wrong?”