On her first day of secondment, Shen Qingqing saw Jiang Zhixun.
Her task was to translate technical documents related to aviation.
Naturally, this brought her into contact with Jiang Zhixun.
Jiang Zhixun at work was very different from his usual self.
He was wearing a crisp military uniform, with a determined expression, eyes burning like torches, standing straight and rigid like a ruler.
Shen Qingqing's gaze swept over Jiang Zhixun and met his hawk-like eyes, before quickly looking away.
Fortunately, this was a formal occasion, leaving Jiang Zhixun unable to do or say anything, allowing Shen Qingqing to discreetly sigh in relief.
All day long, she couldn't avoid Jiang Zhixun.
He was present during meetings.
No matter where she went, he followed.
Even when going to the cafeteria to eat, they went together.
Business was business, personal was personal; Shen Qingqing didn't mix the two.
She behaved very professionally, not making a single mistake.
