Early in the morning, Tang Wan was getting ready for work. Jiang Fan stood at the bathroom door, brushing his teeth and mumbling, "I know your body better than you do. You won't have a stomach ache if you don't eat ice cream. If you do have a stomach ache..."
"What? What can you do about it? Stop nagging! I won't eat it, okay? You nag more than old Tang does."
As she was about to leave, Jiang Fan grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her back, then crouched down and lifted Tang Wan's pant leg, saying, "Wear another pair of pants if you don't want me to help you put them on."
"Ah!!!!!"
Tang Wan stomped upstairs, step by step.
Half an hour later, Jiang Fan walked out of the community with an umbrella. Tang Wan had already taken the car, so he had to go back to commuting by bus. Now, Jiang Fan was afraid of those old men. He didn't have the confidence to compete with them when he was uninjured, and now, being injured, he was even more outmatched.
He saw a row of little old men at the bus stop, wearing raincoats and carrying small mats in their hands.
Jiang Fan didn't understand. Were those little old ladies in the park so charming? Watching the little old men rush towards the bus like they were rushing towards a battlefield, Jiang Fan was scared. Standing far away, he instinctively stepped back, only to accidentally bump into someone behind him. He didn't know what he had hit, but he felt his wound on his back being poked. Jiang Fan gritted his teeth in pain and turned around, angrily saying, "You didn't bring your eyes out."
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm going to be late. Sorry."
Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Fan's body stiffened. He turned around and walked away, looking around to see if there was any taxi coming. Fortunately, a taxi had stopped by the roadside. Jiang Fan walked with an umbrella and was just about to get on the car when a furious shout came from behind him.
"Jiang! Don't run away."
It's over! He was still recognized. Jiang Fan urged the driver to drive, but he was still a step too slow. The door was opened, and Tong Yao got into the taxi, angrily saying to Jiang Fan, "Jiang, I finally know what it means by 'not being foes would not bring us together'. You made me lose my job! And now you're trying to take the taxi from me."
Jiang Fan raised his hands and leaned inside. Looking at Tong Yao who had taken off her raincoat, Jiang Fan didn't dare to say a word. He did hear from Li Jiawei that his homeroom teacher had been fired, but he never expected to meet her here.
He had lived here for half a month and hadn't taken the bus many times. Moreover, their working hours were different. Jiang Fan had to clock in at nine, while Tong Yao had to be at school at seven.
Tong Yao, who had taken off her raincoat, snorted at Jiang Fan and then said to the driver, "Sir, please go to the Third High School."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan thought it wouldn't work. He couldn't afford to be late again, so he quickly said, "Sir, Rongyao Group."
"No, I'm already late."
"You're already late, so just..."
"Wah!!!!"
Jiang Fan couldn't finish his sentence. He didn't know where this woman got so many tears. She cried whenever she wanted to. She cried and wailed at the same time, "Jiang, because of you, I had to resign from Haihua Middle School. You made me lose my job, and now you're trying to compete with me for a taxi. I can't live anymore. I'll fight you."
Saying that, she used her head to bump into Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan stretched out his hands to hold Tong Yao's head and said repeatedly, "Sir, go to the Third High School."
Tong Yao didn't say a word to Jiang Fan until they got off the taxi. Jiang Fan didn't dare to look at her. Only after she got off the taxi did he breathe a sigh of relief. Then he saw this woman lying directly in a puddle, sitting in the rain and crying with her head raised, weeping and pounding the puddle while the teaching plans in her arms were scattered all over the ground.
When Tongyao was complaining to heaven, she suddenly felt that the rain wasn't falling on her anymore, but the sound of it hitting the ground was still there. When she opened her eyes, she saw the person she least wanted to see, the one who had brought her misfortune.
Since meeting Jiang Fan, her life had been a series of misfortunes. She was advised to resign, and then her landlord rented the other half of the house to a greasy uncle, forcing her to move out and live on her own. Today, she was late, her high-heel shoe heel broke, and she fell into a puddle.
She was really unlucky.
Jiang Fan didn't say anything to comfort her. He squatted next to her, holding an umbrella, and used one hand to sort through the soaked books, placing them on her lap. Then he grabbed Tongyao's hand, forcibly put the umbrella in her hand, and rushed into the rain to catch the taxi that was waiting for him.
Tongyao sat in the puddle, looking at Jiang Fan's back, and cried out loud again.
"Jiang, don't think that giving me an umbrella will make me forgive you. You owe me something you can never repay in this lifetime."
Jiang Fan was startled, got into the taxi, and urged the driver to drive faster. He was now scared of seeing women, shivering all over, with a chilling sensation on his back.
The driver drove the car, handed Jiang Fan a towel, and smiled.
Young man, you're not very good at handling relationships, huh? Often, what you think is obvious becomes something different in a woman's heart. This girl won't be punished for being late today. Instead, she might even be praised for her dedication."
"Master, don't feel sorry anymore. It's almost ten o'clock, and I..."
Jiang Fan was still late. He walked into the company like a drowned rat. The security guard chose to ignore Jiang Fan, and the staff in the lobby were not surprised by Jiang Fan's tardiness and disheveled appearance. Now, Jiang Fan's reputation for being late had preceded him throughout the company.
Being late and leaving early was common.
Fighting and quarreling were leisure activities.
Jiang Fan didn't go to the General Department but directly went to look for Su Qing. He remembered that the clothes he changed last time were thrown there, and they should be dry today. When Jiang Fan appeared on the 14th floor, Yang Xuan chuckled. Jiang Fan glared at her, but it wasn't very intimidating.
Then he pointed at Su's office, and Yang Xuan nodded. Jiang Fan pushed the door open and entered.
When he came out of the rest room after changing his clothes, Su Qing was holding a towel in her hand, supporting her chest with one hand and said weakly,
"Tang Wan didn't let you drive her car? Even so, can't you bring an umbrella when you go out? Jiang Fan, do you really think you're a god?"
Jiang Fan took the towel to wipe his head. Su Qing went forward to take the wet clothes from his hand and gave them to Yang Xuan, asking her to find a place to wash them and bring them back. Jiang Fan wiped the water from his head and explained what happened in the morning helplessly. After listening, Su Qing closed her eyes and sighed, saying sorrowfully,
"I finally understand why Tang Wan divorced you. Although you are very talented, your nature of leaving affection everywhere without realizing it is really troublesome. When someone hates you, don't let her feel your kindness. What? Not speaking makes you feel cool? You, you, I'm too lazy to talk to you. Go back to the General Department and don't fight with Li Dongsheng. Be good! I'll buy you candy."
"Oh!"
Jiang Fan left Su Qing's office in a daze. How did he leave affection? She fell, and I went to help. Isn't that normal? These people, their thoughts are not pure.
It's unclear whether Jiang Fan is too innocent or others have problematic thoughts.
Probably it's Jiang Fan's problem.
Everyone acknowledges that Jiang Fan has high IQ and EQ, but in terms of treating women, he is as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.
Returning to the General Affairs Department, no one was surprised by Jiang Fan's tardiness. They merely glanced up and then resumed their work. Instead, a little girl ran towards Jiang Fan, hugged his leg, and looked up at him with a soft, sweet voice, calling him "Uncle".
Jiang Fan crouched down, enduring the pain, and picked up Beibei. He tapped the little girl's forehead affectionately and asked, "Why didn't Beibei go to school today?"
"It's raining, so I didn't go. Little Uncle, I have something good for you," she replied.
Beibei took out a candy from her pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into Jiang Fan's mouth. Liu Jiulong, standing nearby, was extremely envious and leaned forward, smiling, "Beibei, give Uncle one too, huh?"
"Grandpa can't eat candy. If his teeth fall out, they won't grow back. Uncle is still young. Auntie doesn't give me milk to drink," she said.
"Come on! Uncle will buy you some," Jiang Fan said.
At this point, Qian Wan spoke up with a smile, "Fan, you've been tricked by this little girl. She already got Yi and me to each buy her a bottle of yogurt."
Jiang Fan grinned, "Two idiots! I still have to buy something for Beibei. Yi! Ask if the contract is ready. If you have time, help me get it. Just mention the contract."
The little tyrant of the General Affairs Department carried away the little trickster. Liu Jiulong watched, feeling extremely envious. He had thought of using Beibei to get closer to Yang Jin, but this child didn't give him any chance. He had corrected her eight hundred times to call him "Uncle", but she stubbornly called him "Grandpa".
The security guard and receptionist in the lobby of the first floor didn't even want to look at Jiang Fan anymore. Had he just arrived half an hour ago and was now leaving with a child? Was this ancestor here to work or to play? When Jiang Fan returned, Beibei had a small backpack on her, filled with snacks. The little girl held Jiang Fan's hand, and the two of them, big and small, walked confidently through the lobby.
Jiang Fan didn't want to be idle, but he really didn't know what to do now. Gao Lvxing's intervention forced him to change his plans and prepare to strike later. He was also glad that this guy's move had made Su Qing make a decision.
Just as Jiang Fan was about to enter the elevator, a teasing voice came from behind him, "Oh oh oh, is Big Nephew bringing his daughter to work?"
Jiang Fan turned around and looked at Ji Jing with a helpless expression, "Aunt Ji, are your eyes failing you? This is Yang's precious daughter. Oh? Did you change your clothes?"
He had seen Ji Jing three times, and the first two times she was wearing a white suit. Today, this aunt had changed her clothes to a purple sleeveless dress, dressed very stylishly. Ji Jing walked past Jiang Fan, snorted, bent down, touched the little cheek of Beibei who was hiding behind Jiang Fan, and smiled, "Later, I'll tell Yang Jin not to let you bring this little girl. Otherwise, she'll end up fighting with people at the kindergarten. Moreover, why are you loafing around here instead of working? If you're free, why not go to the Operations Department and play? Auntie will treat you well."
"No way! Aunt Ji, find someone else if you want to recruit someone. I'm injured all over," Jiang Fan said.
"It's fine. Just use your brain. If you use your body, Su Qing will fight me," Ji Jing replied.
Jiang Fan took Beibei and left. As he entered the elevator, he waved goodbye to Ji Jing, saying, "She's just my sister. My sister says purple is very charming."
Ji Jing immediately stamped her foot in frustration and shouted angrily, "Jiang Fan, you're crazy!"