Chapter 382 An Idea—OL Suit

Jiang Yan recalled the overwhelming response on the internet and giggled, nuzzling into Jiang Jing's arms: "The netizens are truly authentic; they really tore that guy to shreds."

Jiang Jing's tone carried a hint of emotion: "Of course, because they know very well who is genuinely good to them."

"Those vampires who talk about benefits all day long, yet secretly find ways to withhold wages and dodge social security contributions—the cost of a single meal for them could be the annual income of an ordinary family."

"Netizens have suffered under these black-hearted capitalists for too long."

Jiang Yan nodded in deep agreement, her tone becoming serious: "Actually, netizens don't really want much; it's just the most basic rights stipulated by the labor law."

"Unfortunately, even such a simple request makes so many business owners rack their brains to find loopholes, using all sorts of underhanded and damaging tactics against their own people."

As a manager, she was all too familiar with the dirty tactics involved.

Jiang Jing sighed, his gaze distant: "Yeah, I was an ordinary person too. I've squeezed onto subways and worked overtime; I know all too well the frustrating things about this."

"So now that I have the ability, I just think that, at least in my own company, I can let the employees work decently and live with dignity—giving them every cent they are owed."

He paused, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Unfortunately, what I can do is limited. I can only manage my own little patch of land; changing the entire environment... that's hard."

Jiang Yan reached out and gently held his hand, saying softly: "Being able to do this much is already very good."

"You don't know how many people have had their lives and fates changed because they joined Xingchen Technology. You gave them hope and dignity, and that is enough."

Jiang Jing held her soft hand in return, and the sense of emotion in his heart dissipated.

He wasn't a saint, after all; he had just been speaking from the heart a moment ago.

Looking at her beautiful face so close to his, he smirked: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about how you're going to compensate me for the losses I suffered from being interrupted several times today when we get home..."

Jiang Yan's face turned bright red instantly, and she playfully punched him, but she didn't refute him, instead burying her head deeper into his chest.

Inside the car, an ambiguous atmosphere permeated once again.

As for the driver in the front, he kept his eyes straight ahead, a driver devoid of emotion...

The car drove smoothly into Shanshui Manor and stopped in front of the main residence.

Jiang Jing held the hand of the slightly blushing Jiang Yan and walked into the living room.

In the living room, Li Xue, Li Ruonan, Zhou Wenying, Xinxin, Su Xiaoxiao, and the other women were enjoying their leisure time in various postures.

Some were curled up on the sofa reading magazines, some were doing relaxing yoga on the carpet, and others were huddled together chatting in low voices.

Hearing the movement, they all looked up. When they saw Jiang Jing and Jiang Yan beside him, smiles of understanding and welcome appeared on their faces.

"Sister Jiang Yan!" Li Xue was the first to stand up, rushing over happily and giving Jiang Yan a big hug.

Li Xue lowered her voice by her ear and asked in a whisper: "Are you staying the night?"

Jiang Yan felt a bit unnatural being asked such a direct question, but she still nodded gently and gave a soft "Mm."

Li Ruonan, who was nearby, also came over and first gave Jiang Yan a hug.

Then, hearing Li Xue's question and Jiang Yan's response, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

She patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder, her voice cheerful: "Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!"

It was just that this welcome seemed to have two meanings.

Li Xue held Jiang Yan's arm and pulled her to the side, starting to whisper sisterly secrets, her eyes glancing at Jiang Jing from time to time.

Jiang Jing watched them whispering and leaned in, trying to poke his head over: "What are you talking about? Let me listen too."

Li Xue immediately stretched out her small hand to press against Jiang Jing's chest, pushing him away, and said coquettishly: "Go away, go away! This is a little secret between us girls; you aren't allowed to listen!"

Jiang Jing went along with Li Xue and was pushed back a few steps.

His gaze swept over their flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, and a wicked smirk curled the corners of his mouth: "Fine, fine, fine, I won't listen if you don't want me to..."

Zhou Wenying and Xinxin also put down what they were doing at this time and came over smiling.

They were old acquaintances with Jiang Yan; they had had plenty of contact when Jiang Yan was still Jiang Jing's private financial manager.

"Sister Jiang Yan, you look so beautiful today!" Xinxin blinked her big eyes and praised her sincerely.

"It seems a certain big lecher finally couldn't help himself and is about to make a move on you, huh?" Zhou Wenying was even bolder, glancing at Jiang Jing with a teasing look.

Then she moved to Jiang Yan's other side and also began to whisper and pass on "experience."

The women immediately gathered into a group, talking one after another, their voices kept low, occasionally erupting into bursts of suppressed giggles.

Jiang Yan was left blushing furiously by what they were saying, her eyes darting around, completely afraid to look at Jiang Jing.

But the glances she occasionally stole toward him carried an indescribable anticipation and nervousness.

Apparently, the things the sisters were teaching her were quite extraordinary, perhaps even a bit unsuitable for children.

Jiang Jing looked at this group of little vixens, and his heart blossomed with joy.

He didn't disturb them while they were sharing their experience, turning instead to get cozy with the other women one by one, enjoying the treatment of having beauties in his arms.

Feeling that it was about time, Jiang Jing cleared his throat and called out to the women who were still whispering over there: "Um... I'm going to take a shower first! Jiang Yan, come directly to my master bedroom later."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Li Xue, Zhou Wenying, and the others: "As for you few... go to another large bedroom tonight. No causing trouble, you hear me?"

Upon hearing this, the women immediately exchanged ambiguous looks, smiles of ambiguity appearing on all their faces, and they responded in unison: "We — know — !"

Jiang Yan was made even more shy by this arrangement and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into; she could only keep her head down, pretending not to hear.

Jiang Jing was in an incredibly good mood, humming an off-key tune as he entered the bathroom.

The warm water washed over his body. As he washed, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind, and a brilliant idea popped up.

Jiang Yan's pair of straight, slender, beautiful legs was one of her most eye-catching features.

They were already attention-grabbing enough when she wore her professional attire.

If he could get her to do a little roleplay, wearing that kind of OL outfit from the office, paired with seductive black stockings and high heels that accentuated her temperament...

That image—just thinking about it made one's blood boil!

The effect would be absolutely explosive!

He finished rinsing off quickly, wrapped a bath towel around himself, and walked out.

Only a few wall lamps were on in the bedroom, creating a warm atmosphere.

Jiang Yan was already sitting on the edge of the bed. She seemed to have just finished showering as well, having changed into a comfortable silk nightgown, her hair still damp.

Her eyes were looking somewhat vacantly at the carpet, her hands clasped nervously; clearly, she was both expectant and uneasy about what was about to happen.

Jiang Jing walked forward and naturally reached out to wrap his arm around her shoulders.

Jiang Yan's body trembled slightly, then she leaned softly into his warm and solid embrace.

The nervousness in her heart seemed to ease a little.