Free Web NovelChapter 341: Chapter 341: Exhaustion
From start to finish, what she wanted was to acquire three production lines.
The idea that cosmetics were a smokescreen while the food factory was the real target was a message she intended others to know.
Even those close to Jiang Cheng had no idea she wanted three.
A secret known by only one person is truly a secret.
Jiang Cheng opened her eyes, with no joy, got into the car, and returned to the hotel.
Subsequent formalities and shipping arrangements would take a few more days.
When Jiang Cheng returned, she didn’t clarify her plan to anyone. Sun Aiguo and others truly believed she had "lost" for the first time.
They were cautious around her, fearing to add insult to injury.
Chi Lang’s informants reported on Jiang Cheng’s state again, and upon hearing it, Chi Lang wasn’t as happy as imagined.
Because even if they won this round, it was only a small victory.
Matsuboto came over with a glass of wine and sat beside Chi Lang.
"Jiang Cheng is truly one of the most formidable Hua Xia individuals I’ve ever met."
Chi Lang was reluctant to admit it but didn’t say anything to the contrary.
After numerous encounters, they hadn’t gained any advantage.
"At least we won this time."
"That’s true, it’s at least a knot in the heart resolved."
A "ding" sound as their glasses clinked.
Three days later, all procedures were completed, and Jiang Cheng and her entourage set off again to leave.
At the same time, at a certain hospital in R country, a patient who wasn’t of much concern and was rescued from an airplane was discharged.
The person leaving felt the thick envelope in his pocket, internally sighing: President Jiang really keeps her word.
Now, his son’s medical expenses were covered.
The man left the hospital unnoticed and unknown.
Matsuboto and Chi Lang would never know that the flight delay was a move orchestrated by Jiang Cheng.
Nor did Jiang Cheng plan to let them know, as pushing too hard isn’t always good; it’s important to let people have a self-perceived sense of superiority.
About three hours after takeoff, the plane safely landed at the airport in Beijing.
The moment they returned to Beijing, Jiang Cheng felt both excited and exhausted.
Excited to have successfully brought back three production lines and exhausted from the mental battles along the way.
Sun Aiguo watched Jiang Cheng closely, and seeing her finally smile, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
As the group walked out of the airport, unsurprisingly, Shen Que was there.
Jiang Cheng embraced the familiar arms, relaxing entirely and said, "It’s so good to be home."
"Tired?"
"Mm, but it was thrilling!"
Jiang Cheng’s eyes sparkled, and Shen Que immediately understood it was a big victory.
"Get in the car first."
"Okay."
Jiang Cheng got in the car, and after Shen Que loaded the luggage, he was pulled aside by Sun Aiguo for a few words.
"Brother Shen, you need to take care of President Jiang. This trip to R country wasn’t smooth; we got tricked by R."
Shen Que raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
"You must have it wrong?"
"No, I’m serious! We only wanted one production line and ended up being forced to buy three as a bundle."
After hearing this, Shen Que smiled proudly, patting Sun Aiguo on the shoulder.
"You have much to learn."
Sun Aiguo: "???"
Sun Aiguo stood dazed for a while, watching Shen Que drive away, Shen Que’s words echoing in his mind.
"Much to learn... Could it be that President Jiang originally... Hiss!"
Sun Aiguo gasped, covering his mouth with his hands, not daring to speak.
No one could understand the level of internal screaming he was experiencing.
If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, he really would’ve wanted to kneel down to President Jiang.
"Secretary Sun, are you leaving?"
Jian Yueer and the others called out to Sun Aiguo, who collected himself from his internal screaming, striving to stay calm, as he still had much to learn.
Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng had already fallen asleep.
She couldn’t sleep on the plane, but after getting into Shen Que’s car, she completely relaxed and fell asleep.
Shen Que, knowing beforehand, took a blanket and covered Jiang Cheng well.
The car smoothly drove into the courtyard garage, and Shen Que carried Jiang Cheng out directly.
"Sleep, sleep."
Shen Que’s voice made her, who was struggling to open her eyes but couldn’t quite manage, instantly close them tightly.
No need to worry about anything else because she knew Shen Que was there.
Shen Que carried Jiang Cheng back to the bedroom, and Grandma Shen, upon seeing this, nodded and said nothing.
Jiang Cheng slept until the next morning.
When she woke up, Shen Que was also there.
Lying in bed, Jiang Cheng turned her head, watching Shen Que sitting by the window reading a book, appreciating him.
"Does it look good?"
Shen Que turned his head.
Jiang Cheng, lying on her stomach, affirmed, "It looks good."
"Thank you for your honesty."
Shen Que put down the book in hand, picked up a glass of warm water from beside him, and handed it to Jiang Cheng.
"Soothe your throat."
"That’s great, my throat’s really dry."
Jiang Cheng took the glass and drank it all in one go.
"Want more?"
Jiang Cheng shook her head and, feeling a headache, lay down again.
"I want to lie down a bit longer."
Shen Que immediately sensed something was wrong, sat at the bedside, and touched Jiang Cheng’s forehead.
"A bit warm, hold on, let me take your temperature."
Shen Que went to get a thermometer, while Jiang Cheng belatedly touched her forehead; it was a little warm.
She only felt her head ached a bit, thinking it was from overusing her brain recently, thinking a nap would fix it.
Turns out she’s caught a cold?
Her mind was groggy, and Jiang Cheng didn’t want to move.
In no time, Shen Que returned and took Jiang Cheng’s temperature with the thermometer.
"38.7."
Shen Que put down the thermometer, concerned, asked, "Want water? Are you cold? Hungry?"
"Want some flavored water, not hungry, not cold."
"Okay, you lie down a bit; I’ll be right back."
"Mm."
Jiang Cheng murmured, closed her eyes, wanting to sleep.
After covering her with the blanket, Shen Que quickly went out.
Grandma Shen, busy in the courtyard, noticed Shen Que coming out and knew something was wrong.
The family’s big silly boy always grinned broadly when Jiang Cheng returned, and now with such a serious face, something was up.
"What’s wrong?"
"Jiang Cheng has a fever. I’m going to call Mr. Lin. Grandma, Jiang Cheng wants some flavored water, and I remember we have oranges. Could you make some orange juice for her?"
When Grandma Shen heard Jiang Cheng had a fever, her heart immediately tightened.
"Okay, okay, I’ll make the orange juice; you hurry and make the call."
Both went their separate ways, and Shen Que quickly finished the call, turning to help Grandma Shen with juice-making.
Grandma Shen simply left the juicing work to Shen Que.
"I’ll cook some plain porridge and keep it warm in the pot, so she can eat whenever she’s ready."
"Alright."
Shen Que brought the orange juice back to the room, and seeing Jiang Cheng asleep, gently touched her forehead.
It was even hotter!
Shen Que hurried to the bathroom, came out with a basin of warm water, and used a wet towel to wipe Jiang Cheng’s palms, back, armpits, and other areas to help bring down her fever.
Half an hour later, Grandma Shen came over with Mr. Lin.
Mr. Lin didn’t waste any words and directly checked Jiang Cheng’s pulse.
"She’s exhausted. I’ll prescribe two doses of medicine for her. The fever should go down after taking them."
"Have a light diet and rest at home for a few days. How many times have I told you not to push yourself so hard?"
Jiang Cheng, who had already woken up, maintained a slightly pale smile and said to Mr. Lin, "I tricked Little R again."
With just one sentence, Mr. Lin was left speechless.
If he had the chance, he’d give it his all to trick them too!
