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gossip

On the second morning, during the course of the morning, Jiabao noticed that Shen Zhitong seemed somewhat off. Finally, by noon, Jiabao couldn't hold it in any longer. She served lunch and pulled Shen Zhitong to sit in a corner of the dining room, eagerly awaiting an explanation.

"Come on, spill it. I saw it yesterday."

"What?" Shen Zhitong looked puzzled.

Jiabao made various gestures with her eyes. "Still pretending? Who did you visit after work yesterday, riding in their Maybach? Tut-tut... You didn't leave after the meeting, deliberately waiting for you by the roadside."

Shen Zhitong paused with her chopsticks, calmly eating.

"It was just a coincidence."

Jiabao's gossiping spirit ignited: "So you know Mr. Zhou! No wonder, someone of his stature personally coming to visit our no-name little company!"

"Huh? I see now. He wasn't inspecting on your behalf, was he?!" Jiabao exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.

Shen Zhitong raised her head, exasperatedly giving her a glance. "Don't talk nonsense, that was a relationship brought by Mr. Chen."

Jiabao scrutinized her for a moment, shaking her head, indicating disbelief.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she whispered in surprise, "Shen Zhitong, Shen Zhitong, could it be... you're the abandoned wife of a domineering CEO who's wandered off into the world?!"

Shen Zhitong smiled wryly, finally lifting her head, giving her an exasperated look.

"Do I look the part?"

Shen Zhitong chuckled slightly.

She wasn't the pampered wife of a domineering CEO; she was a tool used by the domineering CEO to help the moonlight.

She was his "cheap woman," "bargain goods," as he put it. Jiabao stared at her face earnestly.

Shen Zhitong had a face that could captivate anyone at first glance.

Her features were delicate, her facial lines soft yet sharp.

Her eyes were deep, carrying a natural melancholy. Her wild eyebrows naturally arched slightly, adding a touch of stubbornness to her calm and clean overall demeanor.

She had a lustrous head of dark hair, a tall figure, slender bones.

She didn't smile often, but when she was quiet, she exuded a mysterious sense of independence, which was quite attractive.

Jiabao nodded confidently. "You do."

"I'm serious. With your charm, it wouldn't be impossible to reel in a CEO worth billions."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Let's eat," she tried to change the subject.

But Jiabao was determined to inquire about her relationship with Zhou Xingjin and had no appetite at all.

"What's the real relationship? I'm dying to know."

Shen Zhitong calmly replied, "Just acquaintances."

"Just acquaintances?"

Shen Zhitong picked at her food. "I interned at his company for a few months after graduating, that's all."

Ah! Jiabao was astonished.

"I didn't expect, Shen Zhitong, that you also interned at Ansha Group?"

"Ansha Financial Company."

At that time, Zhou Xingjin was just the CEO of that branch, not responsible for the current Ansha Shopping Mall.

Jiabao suddenly realized, "Financial company? That makes sense, you majored in finance in college!"

"But I have to say, you, a graduate of a prestigious university, majored in finance, ended up in such a tough industry like advertising?"

"Advertising is good, you know? It's interesting and challenging."

"What's interesting about it? Working overtime all the time, low pay. If you had continued in finance, you would be making over ten thousand by now."

Shen Zhitong smiled lightly and didn't continue the conversation.

She switched to the advertising industry because she didn't want to run into Zhou Xingjin in the financial industry.

Who would have thought that within two short years, he would become the CEO of the entire Ansha Group, with various businesses under him, circling back to her life again.