Chapter 99: Sweetheart One of the EY Partners

Pei Dongshi had the temperature just right.

With one sip, warmth surged through her body, and Nan Jiaojao sighed comfortably.

But before she could take a few more sips, Pei Dongshi tossed a stack of documents onto her lap.

“What’s this?” Nan Jiaojiao was terrified of these official-looking reports and didn’t even want to look at them, trying sneakily to shake them off her lap.

“The financial report for the first half of the year.”

She knew it!

“Senior brother…” Nan Jiaojiao put on a painfully bitter face.

Pei Dongshi’s face looked even more troubled, “Don’t start.

E.Y wasn’t founded by me alone.

You handle nothing and dump everything on me, playing the absentee landlord pretty comfortably.”

Nan Jiaojiao feebly defended herself, “I do submit the design drafts to you every quarter.”

It would have been better not to mention that, for as soon as she did, Pei Dongshi’s eyes suddenly gleamed coldly, “Don’t start.

You’re my partner, not an employee.

Stop slacking off.”

Nan Jiaojiao tugged at the corner of her lips, playing the fool, “Senior brother, I’m hungry.”

“One cup isn’t enough?” Pei Dongshi glanced at the milk tea in her hand, his lips curving slightly, “Should I get you a hundred and eighty cups?”

“Let’s not, then.”

She wasn’t a pufferfish; even with a stomach for drinking, she couldn’t fit that much.

Having no choice, Nan Jiaojiao started to look at the reports, but unfortunately, while she knew every single word when taken separately, they became alien when combined—especially those numbers, which, despite being the simple 1234, looked like Morse code to her.

She hadn’t looked at it for long before her head began to ache, yet she dared not stop, fearful of being too obviously lazy and getting caught by her senior brother, so she had to pretend to be serious.

By the time Pei Dongshi was done, it was already dark.

He came around from behind the desk, and before he even reached her, Nan Jiaojiao held up the reports with both hands as if they were some sacred offering.

“Senior brother, check this, please.”

Then, she heard Pei Dongshi chuckle.

He took the reports without even looking at them, promptly closed them, and threw them onto the coffee table.

“I know your patience, don’t I?

Come on, let’s go out for dinner.”

Nan Jiaojiao gratefully followed.

Just as they got into the car, she received a call from Lu Zhenzhen, inviting her to dine at Wang’s Tavern.

Nan Jiaojiao readily agreed, just about to mention that Pei Dongshi was also with her when she heard voices on Lu Zhenzhen’s side, as if her assistant was reporting on work; hung up quickly, and thus Nan Jiaojiao’s attempt to bring along Pei Dongshi fell through without being expressed.

She turned her head, looking troubled at Pei Dongshi, and suggested subtly, “How about you thicken your skin a bit, senior brother?

It’s not the first time we’re crashing a meal anyway.”

“Who’s crashing who?” Pei Dongshi glanced at her sideways, “Whenever I go out to eat with you two, have you ever seen you guys pay the bill even once?”

Nan Jiaojiao shrank back into her seat, mumbling quietly, “You’re rich.”

Pei Dongshi chuckled lightly, pulling out a card from his wallet and handing it to her, “Take it.”

“Isn’t this inappropriate?” Nan Jiaojiao said politely, but her hand, uncontrolled, stretched out two fingers to snatch the card away.

“Your money is with me anyway, and you’re not using it; it’s always in the bank.

This card is from me, consider it your quarterly bonus, use it for pocket money.”

Pei Dongshi specifically added, “It’s not a lot.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s spine instantly straightened, “Thank you, senior brother.”

Pei Dongshi gave her a teasing look, knowing well she was a little rich girl pretending to be a poor student.

He had heard that Nan Jiaojiao even received this year’s scholarship and was almost shocked.

Guarding a mountain of gold and still picking up loose stones, this girl was ridiculously cute.

“I’ll drive you there.”