Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 523 - 524 Arranging the Office

Chapter 523: Chapter 524 Arranging the Office

Indeed, Xia Ning did it on purpose. Her original plan today was to have a Western meal with He Xing. After the meal, if possible, they would watch a movie. If not, she would drag He Xing around shopping for clothes.

Now, since He Xing disagreed with having dinner, she should extend the time they spent together as much as possible; the later He Xing returned, the angrier Fu Han would become.

Just thinking about Fu Han’s angry face made Xia Ning’s mood improve drastically.

...

It was the afternoon, and Fu Han was summarizing reports from the various managers, making it easier for her to track everyone’s work progress later on.

Such tasks used to be done by Zhao Ting, but now that Zhao Ting was busy in M Country, Fu Han, in order to save costs and unwilling to hire another assistant, had to do it herself.

She was organizing a spreadsheet when a knock on the door disturbed her. Liang Tao’s dark, round face appeared before Fu Han, with a flattering smile, "Miss Fu Han, I... the Boss asked me to bring you something."

While working, Fu Han had completely forgotten about He Xing, or rather, she immersed herself in work to forget the conflicts between her and He Xing.

Now, Liang Tao’s appearance served as a reminder of her earlier quarrel with He Xing, and her face instantly fell, saying irritably, "I don’t want his things, take them away quickly."

Although Liang Tao didn’t know exactly what had happened between Fu Han and He Xing, he had guessed from the content of He Xing’s phone call that a dispute had occurred. Seeing Fu Han’s reaction, his guess was confirmed.

Swallowing nervously, he carefully said, "Miss Fu, why don’t you take a look before deciding if you want it or not?"

"No, take it away directly." The more Fu Han thought about He Xing’s nasty attitude, the more she wanted to chase Liang Tao away with a broom, let alone check out those things.

Liang Tao was greatly troubled, internally complaining that his boss was indeed skilled in every martial art, and his greatest talent was setting traps for his staff.

However, he knew very well that if he left just like this, He Xing would definitely make his life miserable.

Now, without any concern for anything else, Liang Tao thickened his skin and approached Fu Han, pleading softly, "Miss Fu Han, I know our Boss was wrong, but you also know his temper; if you make me return this item, he won’t be angry with you, but he will be angry with me, and I... I’m afraid I won’t see any bonus this month."

This tactic had been used by Liang Tao before, and Fu Han was well resistant to it by now. Furthermore, with all the anger inside her, there was no way she would care about Liang Tao’s welfare. She snorted coldly without any politeness, "It’s your own ineffectiveness at work that caused your bonus to be withheld, what does it have to do with me?"

Liang Tao was stunned, as this tactic had always worked in the past, but today it was utterly ineffective.

He stood there for a full two minutes, caught in an uncomfortably awkward situation of not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Suddenly, a manager came in to deliver documents to Fu Han and seeing Liang Tao, he slapped his shoulder vigorously, "Liang Tao, my lad, you’re something else, following the Boss to our company a few times and you managed to whisk away our Zhao Ting. No way, you have to introduce me to a pretty lady from He Group, or we won’t let you in next time."

Liang Tao laughed heartily, his already small eyes turning into slits, almost as if he had the words "triumphant" written across his face.

The two men joked around for a bit, and perhaps noticing Fu Han’s unhappy face, the manager left dejectedly, his back dripping with sweat.

On the contrary, Liang Tao’s eyes brightened further. He took a couple of steps towards Fu Han, and pleaded in a low voice, "Miss Fu, you know how meager my salary is. If I don’t get the bonus, my chance to visit Zhao Ting in M Country this month goes down the drain. You know how expensive the plane tickets are."

His tone of lamentation was clearly blaming Fu Han for costing him the opportunity to see his girlfriend.

Fu Han thought that leaving a mess for Zhao Ting to clean up was somewhat mean, especially since next month was the new year. If Liang Tao couldn’t visit Zhao Ting in M Country for the new year, it’d be quite pitiful for her to be alone abroad.

She sighed and said to Liang Tao with resignation, "When you go to M Country, take some local specialties to Zhao Ting for me. Give me the receipts, and I’ll reimburse you."

"Yes, yes, I’ll definitely bring them." Liang Tao couldn’t stop grinning, almost skipping out without even saying goodbye.

After waiting a few minutes and Liang Tao hadn’t returned, Fu Han became curious about what kind of gift He Xing had prepared today that took so long to bring over.

Just as her curiosity peaked, Liang Tao’s shouts echoed through the office, "Make way, please, step aside, I won’t be responsible if I bump into anyone, okay?"

In no time, several people brought in a sofa, followed by a coffee table, a desk, a cabinet...

In the blink of an eye, Fu Han’s office, which was not small, was crammed full, making even entry and exit difficult. Her delicate brows furrowed higher and higher.

Liang Tao rubbed his hands together, approaching Fu Han with a smile that couldn’t be more ingratiating, "Miss Fu Han, thank you for allowing me and Zhao Ting the chance to meet in M Country for the new year. Now, could you please do me another favor? Can you work outside for a few hours, and let us reorganize your office for you? I promise I won’t misplace any of your items."

For a full minute, Fu Han glared furiously at Liang Tao. Although the smile on Liang Tao’s face had almost frozen, he still kept grinning.

Eventually, Fu Han told herself that Liang Tao was just a small-time assistant. Since she had already decided to not make things difficult for him, why bother with such a trivial matter? Better to completely accommodate Liang Tao and consider it a good deed done for the young couple.

Three hours quickly passed, and the noise in Fu Han’s office subsided, with people coming in and out, discarding rubbish—it seemed that the final touches were being made.

Fu Han hammered on her keyboard in venting frustration, gritting her teeth internally. She wanted to see for herself how Liang Tao—or rather, He Xing—had transformed her office into a disaster. No, what they had made of it.

Another half an hour went by, and the last of the workers left. Liang Tao approached Fu Han, his face full of sycophancy, "Miss Fu Han, your office is all set. Would you like to take a look now?"

"Look, of course I want to look," Fu Han snorted dismissively, "If you’ve made a mess of my office, you’ll be in for it."

"No, no, certainly not," Liang Tao shrank back as if he had encountered something terrifying, but the smugness in his eyes was impossible to hide, and he seemed quite pleased with his handiwork.