Chapter 338: Unease

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Unease

The return flight to Zhonghai was direct this time. Yang Chen finally managed to book a business class seat, a decision made by himself rather than the company. This was the second time flying with Anxin, but she wasn't a flight attendant this time; instead, she was peacefully sleeping in his arms, unconcerned about the curious glances from others.

Yang Chen looked at the sumptuous food in the business class and sighed inwardly. With Anxin lying on him, he couldn't even find a moment to eat. If the male passengers around him knew his thoughts, they would probably gladly trade their lunches for a chance to be in his place.

Several hours later, they arrived back in Zhonghai, just after noon due to the time difference. Neither of them had much luggage. Arriving at the airport exit, Yang Chen, who had come by bus to the airport, needed to take a taxi to retrieve his car. He asked Anxin, "How about taking a taxi with me, and then I can drive you home?"

Anxin shook her head. "No, I can take care of myself. I know you must be starving after the plane ride. You should go and eat something quickly."

"You're awake after all," Yang Chen said in frustration. "I thought I could avoid a scolding."

Pouting, Anxin replied, "Since we're parting ways, who knows when you heartless man will be willing to play with me again? Of course, I want to lie on you a bit longer."

Yang Chen was speechless. He was almost tempted to take this girl home, but it would definitely provoke a certain icy person, so he gave up on the idea.

After a tender embrace with Anxin, they each got into separate taxis and left the airport. Yang Chen arrived at Yulei's parking garage, retrieved his car, and headed straight for Longjing Garden's villa.

Earlier at the airport, he hadn't felt much, but now, stepping onto the road home, Yang Chen felt an urgent desire to enter his house. The mixture of longing and joy was so intense that Yang Chen pressed harder on the accelerator.

Finally, Yang Chen realized that he truly regarded that place as his home. Subconsciously, he already considered the two women at home as his family.

Thinking back to over half a month ago, when he had stubbornly told Lin Ruoxi he wanted a divorce, Yang Chen now had no such thoughts at all.

During the trip to Japan, at the moment he had slain the false "Seventeen," Yang Chen finally understood that the dead cannot be brought back to life. And that slap from Jian, accompanied by tears of anger and sadness, made him realize that he should not be stubbornly holding onto past sorrow.

Wang Mama nodded and explained the situation. It turned out that nearing the Lunar New Year, one of Yulei's garment factories had encountered issues with delayed wages. The factory claimed financial difficulties due to losses that year, but the workers were skeptical. They began to protest, surrounding the factory manager and some officials, causing headaches for local township officials.

Most of these workers were migrant laborers from outside, working in Zhonghai to earn money to bring back home for the New Year. With only a month left, not receiving their year's wages had left them unwilling to compromise.

Normally, such matters wouldn't require Lin Ruoxi's attention as CEO, but Yulei's headquarters had begun their annual rotation for holidays and travels. Key personnel from HR and marketing departments were absent or lacked the necessary qualifications to handle the situation.

Eventually, the issue reached Lin Ruoxi's ears, and after some consideration, she decided to personally go and resolve the matter.

"Actually, Miss Qianyi had planned to go, but she said she didn't want to stay home all the time, so she insisted on going," Wang Mama added with some resignation.

Didn't want to stay home?

Yang Chen sighed bitterly. Wasn't it just because she didn't want to see him and was deliberately finding excuses to avoid being at home? Plus, with these days off work, she could easily find reasons to stay away from home and not meet him.

"Is she going alone?" Yang Chen asked.

"Who else could go with her? Miss Qianyi said she can handle it, so the other executives at the company dare not cross her," Wang Mama explained.

Yang Chen felt increasingly anxious. His concern for Lin Ruoxi far exceeded his own expectations, making him unable to sit still. Facing the anger of hundreds of low-level workers at the lowest level factory—this was not a problem a young woman could handle. These workers weren't intellectuals looking for reasoning; they wanted their money, and all other theories were meaningless without it. If it were such an easy matter to resolve, the local authorities would have handled it long ago without needing headquarters to send someone over.

Moreover, while Lin Ruoxi was astute in business matters, her emotional intelligence was noticeably lacking. Otherwise, she wouldn't always wear a cold expression, delegate social functions to the PR department, and have only a handful of friends. Asking her to deal with a group of rough workers and shrewd local officials was harder than climbing the heavens.

The more Yang Chen thought about it, the more unsettled he became. So he asked Wang Mama, "Which town did Ruoxi go to?"