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There was silence between us for maybe two or three seconds.Ordinarily, the time is very short, but that weird feeling can't be dispelled no matter what.It is so abrupt that it cannot be ignored. We must know that each other is calculating something at a high speed.

The thing about Jessica Tan was arranged by Kevin, this is my guess, there is no evidence, and it may not be true.I thought that BCG might know about it. Although Kevin may have Kevin’s selfish intentions, when the European department has a greater chance of winning, Kevin wants to do something to the boss. Report in advance, and BCG will turn a blind eye It might be possible to close one eye and cooperate on the periphery.

But the internal investigation is so confidential. I don't know the whole chain of evidence. I just read the information when Hui Lin called me down that day. How does Miss Pan De know what the core content is and what the means are?

Those who participated in this matter were trusted people handpicked by Jocelyn, and the big boss personally arranged, what can be said and what cannot be said, the priority, and those who want to sell news should know it well.Unless BCG is the mastermind behind the scenes—which is impossible in terms of the timeline—then only Jessica and the person behind her will be the ones to tell the inside story.

There are more things to ponder.

"Creating" evidence.

Both the boss and I thought that Jessica Tan relied on grafting.Assuming evidence is "created"...

no no.The most powerful evidence is found at the beginning. If it is discovered later, Chief Liang has no reason to lie to me.On the same day, Hui Lin personally asked me to go down. If she was suspicious of me and took precautions, such an arrangement would be even more unnecessary.

She lied to me.I looked at Miss Pender.

OK, lie to me again!

"Are you hinting at me?" I sipped my saliva.

My eyes must have been extremely aggressive at this moment, Miss Pender's cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she had just recalled a lingering death.

What is she thinking?Will she be as excited as I am?

"I'd love to hear your understanding." She said calmly.

"Based on what you said, and what I have learned before today," I put my hands on the table, "Your words sound like you are saying that your project team has been aware of the entire investigation process."

She smiled and narrowed her eyes: "I'm a little confused. Where do we know?"

"Yeah. I wanted to ask that too." I stared at her. "What are you trying to tell me?"

Is there a shadow of Kevin behind this incident?I have guessed this a long time ago. Passer-by C was dismissed because of my handwriting. It is impossible for Miss Pan De to ignore this point. There is no need for her to come here to remind me.

Then there is Kevin.Kevin told Ms. Pender about this before or after the fact... The real obstacle in our department is Lao Huang, and the real threat to him is me. The boss is almost invisible in the frontal seesaw. Even if Kevin wants to It is untenable to strive for some form of support from BCG.

Lightning flashed in my mind.

Is this Kevin's own will?

I didn't have time to think about it.Facing Miss Pan De, I dare not be distracted. She rested her chin on one hand, she seemed to have become silent and innocent with the night, and she was like a phantom wearing neon lights to confuse the sight.She said softly again: "As I said just now, I hope you know that I treat candidates equally. The situation you assumed does not exist."

She brought the topic back, as if there was just an insignificant mistake just now.

I paused to remember what we were talking about earlier.My skinned drum doesn't sound very good...

She is really half-vigilant to her, but she can't lose it. A little carelessness, innocuous lies, and casual Tai Chi are like paper drumheads, which can be broken with a single poke.

"It seems that I have misunderstood something." I immediately chose to show weakness, "At least for now, Kevin and I are still in the same position—for you."

"I'm very glad that we can reach a consensus on understanding." She showed a formulaic smile without any personal affection, and turned her head to ponder for a moment, as if recalling our original topic, "If the previous statement made you think I am sorry to be offended. But I would still like you to explain why you did not report Rudra to me."

We are back where we started.

Her attitude was very different from the beginning.Her friendly gestures are always so natural and smooth, as if they should be like this, as if nothing happened in the previous tension.

But I know she's hiding her anger.

Only I know that she still has an ambush.

I lowered my eyelashes: "If you still remember, you didn't ask me formally before today."

"You should take the initiative to report." Miss Pan De's voice sounded kind of distant, which was very strange, "I think you know this."

"I don't know," I said.

There was still a smile on her face, but her brows were slightly sunken, which was almost impossible to detect.

Miss Pender let out a show of anger the instant I spoke.She is still angry.

No.Angrier than before.

This discovery almost brought my vague excitement to the surface.I teased her like some prey who just learned how to use a weapon and waited for an opportunity to fight back, and then I said, "We were just dating at the time. According to the rules, we can't ask about work when we are in a private relationship." .I'm not sure if the change in our relationship created some adjustment challenges for you in the early days...but you certainly didn't ask me about Jessica Tan during the entire internal investigation."

Miss Pender was still pretending.And her eyes were inevitably filled with determination: "This still can't explain your concealment of Rudra's plan to quit."

"Well, you know," I don't know whether I'm laughing or not, "Rudra and I actually have a very good personal relationship, he's sort of my mentor. My focus is more on kind of... It’s easy to imagine the feeling of disappointing expectations, when you and your mentor have different ideas and must go on different paths. In fact, until you brought it up, I thought it was more like Rudra’s personal choice. For The overall development of the company, the impact of this personal choice seems to be negligible."

But my arrogance undoubtedly provoked her.

And, it must be teasing her.

Miss Pender took a deep breath, her lips parted slightly.Her eyes loosened in an instant, and the force that followed was as familiar as her conditioned reflex.

I am that condition.

She was definitely thinking about things she shouldn't be thinking about at this very moment.

"It's not you who makes the judgment." Unexpectedly, Miss Pande's sense of distance became stronger, "Rudra is a senior executive in a key position, and his decision to stay under the influence of public opinion can even affect the The company’s stock price. To what extent Rudra’s personal choices can affect the overall development of the company, the person who can make this judgment is not you—at least it shouldn’t be you.”

I look over.

Because of my presumptuous anger showed in her eyes.

"But I thought that was more of a personal..."

She interrupted me: "I'll judge if it's personal, not you. We just agreed not to let work affect life."

——And did not say that private life is not allowed to provide convenience for work.Her subtext seemed to creep into my head subconsciously.

I squinted my eyes: "You are really bossy."

"I'm your boss, Yao." She warned me, "Watch your attitude."

I looked at her for a moment.

She really wasn't afraid of me at all.Miss Pan De's eyes reflected my threat, she clearly saw my provocation, the newly sprouted fangs, and my uncontrollable excitement, but she was not afraid of me.She wasn't condescending, nor did she choose to underestimate the enemy on a whim: she just wasn't afraid of me.

She is chastening me.

I laughed: "What can I do for you, boss?"

Miss Pan De was slightly startled, and suddenly slowed down her tone: "You are an employee of the client company, so you don't need to call me 'boss'."

She didn't seem to have expected that I would lower my profile so easily.

"I will pay attention in the future, so that such negligence will not happen again." I didn't clarify what kind of negligence it was, "Now, is there anything I can do?"

It doesn't matter what I say... she's not listening either.

Miss Pender seemed to be going about her business as usual.When talking about business, her hands are always crossed like this, her body leans forward slightly, she is focused, and she feels respected.The same is true of her eyes, most of the time, she invisibly narrows the psychological distance of the speaker.

but not now.

Her eyes are defying me.

My obedience was nothing but a trap.She should have been alerted to this, and I knew in a blink of an eye that Miss Pender was no longer here.She just kept sliding, her eyes fell from her eyes to her lips, and she restrained herself from meeting me.

Where is she disciplining me...

Obviously want to eat me.

I don't know if Miss Pender still has the heart to work.I was already too angry, and, after seeing her anger, I just wanted to be provocative, and all I wanted was for her to beg for mercy.

Irreconcilable huge contradictions find an outlet for catharsis only by instinct, while the brain maintains its rationality and remains blind: we are in front of each other again.

Miss Pender refused to show weakness.She is always better than me, and the mist in her eyes is immediately disintegrated by the data, as if what dimmed her was nothing but unnecessary light and shadow, and the reality was bright and aboveboard the moment it regained clarity.

She is struggling.

Like a piece of driftwood against the sea.

"I hope you can recall your responsibilities." Miss Pande was still building her magnificent city, "On the other hand, the third-party monthly reports of your department always have unclear details. You Can you try to bring some clarity to the situation? It saves time from either side."

I looked at her lips, my wish could not be dispelled.

Miss Pan De raised her eyebrows slightly, waiting for my answer.

"Come to my place tonight." I ordered.