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Shang Jin threw the documents back to her and impatiently waved her hand: "Go back and look at the documents, get a doctor to come and take a look later."

Jian Ning was startled, when he looked at her again with his cold eyes, she nodded frantically, then left the study with a red face.

"Huh?" Jian Ning suddenly raised her head. The flush on her face was still present, and under the bright light, she looked exceptionally alluring.

Regarding this assistant who had a straight face the entire time, Jian Ning could only guess what he meant from his brows, but she completely could not understand what he was implying.

"Mr. Song, what's the matter?" She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes as she asked puzzledly.

Song Ge regained his senses, and seeing her so close to him, he unconsciously took a step back, and turned his head towards her uncomfortably.

"This design competition is a certainty for you in the clothing industry. If you want to get rid of your boss as soon as possible, you have to go all out." Song Ge lowered his eyes in confusion and explained.

Jian Ning suspiciously looked at the document in her hand as her heart grew heavy. Why would Song Ge say all these things to her?

She nodded as she carefully examined the document. It was a clean package, so how could he be so sure that the contents were related to the competition?

One question after another, before she could inquire further, Shang Jin had already called for a doctor.

"Mr. Song, Miss Jane." The doctor nodded slightly at them and stood waiting for her.

"Since the doctor is here, I won't disturb Mr. Song any longer." Jian Ning smiled at him as he brought the doctor back to his own room.

Her wounds had already been treated when she came back in the afternoon, and were not serious. The doctor only prescribed the medicine, and after talking about the things to take note of, she went to Shang Jin's room.

Jian Ning took out the document to read through in detail and felt a thousand waves of shock in her heart.

It was no wonder that both of them were paying attention to the competition. This time, Selina was the judge. If they could get her appreciation, it would be a form of international recognition.

Selina is the editor of the fashion magazine "To Women", with a pair of sharp eyes, as long as she praised the clothes, that will be the money, and the designer, will hit the jackpot.

This made Jian Ning a little worried. In a competition like this, there were bound to be many dark matters exposed.

"Ren Dehua, you want me to prove my worth with this competition, and make the people from the Jian family support me?" She took a deep breath and talked to herself.

Jian Ning massaged her forehead that was in pain, as a plan slowly formed in her mind.

At the same time, a mysterious person entered Jian Xingfeng's room and gave a document to him.

Without saying a word, Jian Xingfeng opened it up and looked at it with his mouth wide open, he tilted his head and looked at the man, "Are you sure this is real?"

"Shang Jin is just a cripple, he can't create too big of a storm. You just have to do your own things, when the time comes, will you even have any benefits?" The man unhappily warned him not to act recklessly.

Jian Xingfeng nodded his head like a pug, then laughed: "Don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission."

The man explained the situation clearly before haughtily walking out with his hands behind his back.

After he left, Jian Xingfeng immediately changed his face and looked at the door sarcastically.

"Pah! You're just a lackey. How dare you be proud in front of me? Your father will kill you in the future!"

He lowered his head to look at the item in his hand and sighed helplessly. He lowered his head to think about something.

He picked up the document again and glared at it, gritting his teeth. "You really can't lose it, and you can't even accept it. What am I supposed to do if you tell me to?"

Jian Xingfeng looked up at the ceiling, covered his face with the document folder and closed his eyes in annoyance.

"Boss, Ren Dehua has contacted some of Wen Lengyun's subordinates from the past, this time he is really going to help Jian Ning." Song Ge reported all of the information he received in a single go and also noted that the veins on his forehead were constantly popping up. He was so confused that he did not know whether or not he should continue to speak.

"Go on." Shang Jin said hoarsely, he forcefully suppressed the displeasure in his heart and continued to listen to his report.

"Today, he mentioned to Miss Jane about the competition. Miss Jane also agreed to participate." Song Ge forced himself to speak with great difficulty, then quickly lowered his head and breathed in softly to reduce the feeling of his own existence.

"Help me contact Selina."

"Hmm?" Song Ge asked in confusion. He looked at Shang Jin's calendar and did not understand what he meant.

Shang Jin's frosty eyes swept over them once, and his thin lips curled up as he asked in dissatisfaction: "You have a problem with that?"

Receiving his cold Qi, Song Ge immediately shook his head: "I will immediately do it."

Without waiting for Shang Jin to speak, he quickly took his tablet and left. After being injured, Shang Jin was too terrifying.

Even when Song Ge walked far away, Shang Jin still kept a cold face, with a ghostly light in his eyes, which made others unable to guess what he was thinking.

"Jian Ning, what exactly is the true meaning of you?" He lowered his head and murmured.

From the first time they met, she had been a coward who was afraid of death. If she could bear with it, she would be good at camouflage and be shrewd in the future. What was her true personality?

The next day.

Shang Jin was waiting in the living room for Jian Ning to come over. He saw that she had a black coloured set, it was a classic black and white set, coupled with her light makeup, she looked like a mature professional female.

"Get off work early in the afternoon. Come meet someone with me." Shang Jin lowered his head and said unquestionably.

"Got it." Jian Ning lifted her head and lightly replied.

Shang Jin suddenly raised his head, seeing that she was not in a good mood, the words that just came out of his mouth suddenly changed, "If you do not want to go, then do not force yourself."

Impelled by a cold Qi, Jian Ning woke up immediately. She looked at Shang Jin guiltily, then lowered his head.

"I didn't mean that." She wanted to explain, but seeing Shang Jin's gloomy face, she chose to shut her mouth instead.

Shang Jin unhappily threw the bread onto the plate, coldly glanced at it, and then left while pushing the wheelchair himself.

Jian Ning, who was still seated, was slightly confused about the current situation and looked at Song Ge blankly. Song Ge shrugged his shoulders slightly, indicating that he himself was not clear either.

Actually, Shang Jin had wanted to tell her that Selina was coming today, but seeing that she was distracted, he held his breath and did not say anything.

"This man is sometimes more pretentious than women." She stabbed the ham on the plate with her knife and fork with all her might as she spoke helplessly.

Song Ge, who was still quietly eating, stiffened for a moment and quickly recovered. He slightly nodded his head and then quietly ate his meal.

Even after finishing her meal, Shang Jin still had not come out. She frowned, picked up her bag and followed behind Song Ge, and left.

In the car, Jian Ning laid on Song Ge's back and poked his shoulder, asking: "Is your boss menopause?

A smile quickly flashed across Song Ge's eyes. He held the steering wheel tightly and spoke in a serious tone, "Miss Jane, I am only an assistant. If you have any questions, you can ask the boss directly."

"Tsk, how boring."

She grunted and sat back, pursing her lips as she looked out the window.