Chapter 880: A House in the Tangchen District

Chapter 880: A House in the Tangchen District

“Oh right, Dad said he’ll allow me to be fully in charge of the factory so I’ll probably have to spend a lot of time in the factory now,” said Ning Shu.
When Zhang Jiasen heard this, despite his ability to remain very calm, he still couldn’t stop his facial color from changing. The most important part of the company was the factory.
Most of the designers stayed in the factory most of the time. The company’s entire life force stemmed from the factory.
So it was also the easiest place for pilfering to occur.
Zhang Jiasen quickly calmed down and said worriedly, “Are you going to be able to handle dealing with such a large factory? You’ve never managed things like this before, I’m worried you’ll get too tired.”
“It’s fine, Dad will help me,” said Ning Shu with a smile. When she saw the trace of gloominess on Zhang Jiasen’s face, her smile became even brighter.
Zhang Jiasen’s hand clenched into a fist behind his back. He was clenching it so hard, veins protruded on the back of his hand, but he continued to smile as he said, “My little wife sure is amazing. If you need any help, you can come look for me.”
“Okay.” Ning Shu nodded with a faint smile. Although she felt quite disgusted, there was still a need to maintain a smile.
Ning Shu walked to Secretary Xue and reach out to take off her glasses. It was only after taking them off that she found Secretary Xue had drawn her eye makeup very beautifully. Her black eyes seemed bright and filled with spirit, yet also had a slight dolefulness to them.
Secretary Xue was startled by Ning Shu’s action and took a step back. Zhang Jiasen almost wasn’t able to stop himself from taking a step forward either and just barely caught himself.
“Secretary Xue is so beautiful, the glasses are blocking your beautiful eyes. You should wear contacts.” Ning Shu shoved the glasses back into Secretary Xue’s hands and Secretary Xue hastily put them back on as she said, “I’m allergic to contact lenses.”
“So it’s like that.” Ning Shu smiled faintly, then left gracefully.
Secretary Xue sighed in relief once Ning Shu left, then she asked Zhang Jiasen, “Say, don’t you think Miao Miaomiao knows something?”
“That’s not possible. She doesn’t have the brains,” said Zhang Jiasen mildly. He glanced at Secretary Xue. “While we’re at the company, don’t get too close to me.”
“Yes, I understand.” Secretary Xue bit her lips, looking a little wronged.
“Manman, endure it a little longer. I’m also enduring it,” said Zhang Jiasen.
Meanwhile, Ning Shu got a call from the detective agency that they had gotten results.
It was quite fast. Ning Shu went to the agreed-on coffee shop and the agent handed her a folder.
Ning Shu opened the folder. There were a lot of photos inside, all of Zhang Jiasen and Secretary Xue. They were all very intimate, either of them holding hands or hugging. However, they were all taken at night so they weren’t very clear. Ning Shu said, “Some are pretty blurry.”
“It was already pretty hard for us to get these. They barely make any of these intimate gestures during the day.” The agent looked towards Ning Shu. “Your husband is very cautious.”
Zhang Jiasen’s intelligence stemmed from the fact that he harbored a lot of doubt. The only reason she had been able to obtain these things was because Zhang Jiasen currently felt no wariness towards her. He thought that she was just a dumb fool.
Ning Shu noticed the background of the pictures and narrowed her eyes as she said, “This is?”
“That’s right, this is the famous Tangchen district. Zhang Jiasen owns a house there. Most of the time, Xue Manman’s the one that lives in it,” said the agent.
Ning Shu’s expression turned slightly cold. Just a single square feet in the Tangchen district costed an excessive amount. She asked, “Whose name is it under?”
“Zhang Jiasen.”
Ning Shu’s eyes dilated. That house would cost at least five million. Zhang Jiasen had the money to buy such a house?
The money from being an managing director wasn’t enough for him to buy such an expensive house.
“Are you certain?” asked Ning Shu. “Can you help me get a copy of the ownership certificate?”
“This is a bit difficult.” The agent shook his head.
“Money isn’t an issue,” said Ning Shu.