"Alright, I need to rest now. You can go. Your presence is not needed here." Jiang Zhiguo massaged his forehead, closing his eyes to rest.
The man left voluntarily and soon a woman silently came to Jiang Zhiguo's room, proceeding to give him a massage.
The familiar technique stirred Jiang Zhiguo's memory. He reached out, taking hold of her hand and gently patting the back of it.
"This time the situation seems tough. I cannot pretend to be blind to it. If I can't handle this well, I'm afraid I may no longer be the CEO here. If one day I lose everything, would you still treat me the same way you do now?" Jiang Zhiguo asked a seemingly foolish question.
The woman was taken aback, not expecting Jiang Zhiguo to ask such a question.
In her observation, the Jian Group was developing very well and showed no signs of failure.
Could it be that he's deliberately testing her?
Pretending to be annoyed, she walked up to him, sat on his lap, and glared at him.
