Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Don’t throw it!” Just as Jia Yi yelled, the fan had already left Nian Xiaomu’s hands. It was flying towards the teacup on the table.
“My fan!”
Jia Yi yelled in agony as he leaped forward. He tripped over the chair, fell onto his knees and his head hit the table.
“Clang” the sound was crisp and clear.
Jia Yi fell backward and sat on the floor.
He pressed his hands against his forehead and looked up in a daze. “Fan, my fan…”
He got up frantically and when he saw that the fan was fine, he relaxed. It was as if he had been drained of all his energy as he fell back onto his seat.
The next moment, he remembered that Nian Xiaomu had not left his office. He hugged the fan in his arms.
He stared at her warily like she was a devil.
Nian Xiaomu asked in concern. “Manager Jia, are you alright? It is just a fan, if you like it I can buy lots of it for you. There are so many of them being sold at the roadside stalls. You can choose any for 10 dollars!”
Jia Yi was speechless.
He had bought his fan at a proper auction, it was different from those sold at the roadside!
However, Jia Yi could only keep it to himself.
Although the Mo Corporation treated their employees well and he had a decent salary, everyone knew that Jia Yi was not from a well to do family.
For him to buy so many expensive antiques, it was tough given his salary. The money had to have some illegal origins involved.
If others were to know about it, they may trace it back to Mo Kun.
Jia Yi did not know much about Nian Xiaomu, hence he didn’t dare to say anything.
He could only pretend that they were fakes.
“That is very nice of you Vice-President Nian. This is a cheap fan, it is just that I favor the writings on it so I treasure it. Don’t mind me.” Jia Yi placed the fan in the drawer, then, he locked it up quickly.
He did it so quickly as if he was afraid that Nian Xiaomu would snatch it from him.
Nian Xiaomu saw his reaction and there was a faint smile on her face.
She was originally pretty, as she stood in front of Jia Yi she now became very authoritative.
“As long as Manager Jia likes it. However, let me remind you of something. It is lucky that these are fakes. If they were real antiques, for them to be in your office, what would people think of you? Maybe rumors of you taking bribes or corruption would start spreading. Don’t you think so?”
“…” Jia Yi was breaking out in cold sweat.
He had been under Mo Kun for so long and he was Mo Kun’s man. He always thought that he was in charge.
Suddenly, there was a Vice-President. Nobody thought anything of her, who knew that Nian Xiaomu would be so sharp.
If she meant what she was saying, it would mean that she knew about him and Mo Kun…
Thinking of this, Jia Yi was sweating profusely. He forced a smile.
“Yes, Vice-President, you are right. I will take note of it!”
