Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Chapter 1429: 1428 Confidential

When she heard about the bonus, Shang Jin was no longer so angry. She reined in her bad mood and said, “Tan Rou, I think we can completely bring a cook over. The chefs here only make us eat roast meat and tough flatbreads, my teeth are about to fall out.”

Tan Rou laughed, “Didn’t you say the food here was pretty good yesterday?”

Shang Jin exclaimed in frustration, “But you can’t eat that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! I’ve had several meals of flatbreads already. I don’t want to see any kind of flour-based food anymore.”

After considering for a moment, Tan Rou said, “Okay, a friend of mine will come over in a few days. I’ll ask him to bring some domestic ingredients, and at the same time, two cooks to do the cooking. No matter what others are eating, at least our researchers can’t have a poor diet.”

Shang Jin grumbled, “How much stuff can your friend bring over by himself?”

Tan Rou smiled, “No worries, he has a private plane.”

Shang Jin: “…” Poverty limited my imagination.

Tan Rou then comforted Shang Jin a few more words and asked her to give her best in her work and not to worry about other things.

Shang Jin was just venting a bit. She was still very clear about her responsibilities. With Tan Rou not being there, all the work had to be led by Shang Jin, so she had to take up the responsibility.

“Tan Rou, you need to be careful by yourself in the royal palace, and if you run into trouble, you should run away immediately!” Shang Jin once again instructed Tan Rou, “My eyelids have been twitching these past few days, I always feel that something big is going to happen, so I’m really worried about your safety.”

Tan Rou replied, “Don’t worry. In a few days, my friend will come to keep me company. If anything happens, he’ll face the difficulties with me.”

Shang Jin didn’t ask who Tan Rou’s friend was. Since Tan Rou asked her to be at ease, then she would just settle down and work hard.

After arranging matters, Tan Rou returned to her room inside. By then, Princess Samiyi was no longer sitting beside the bed, dazed. She wiped away her tears and said to Tan Rou, “Miss Rou, please help the doctor take care of my brother. I need to step out for a moment.”

Tan Rou didn’t get along with those doctors, but she didn’t plan to argue with them. After all, she had the support of Princess Samiyi behind her. She had nothing to fear.

“Alright, go and take care of your matters,” Tan Rou said.

Princess Samiyi had a lot to do. Now that the King was bedridden, the Prince should be the one to oversee the situation. But everyone knew Prince Laka’s capabilities—he simply couldn’t deal with such a situation. Therefore, Princess Samiyi had to help him handle political affairs and make sure to keep the news of the King’s illness under wraps to avoid serious trouble.

Samiyi went downstairs and found Puli already waiting for her in the hall.

“Mr. Puli, is this what you wanted to talk about?” Samiyi asked calmly.

Puli replied, “It must not be known to outsiders that His Majesty the King is ill.”

Samiyi nodded, “I understand. However, Miss Rou is not an outsider. She has now become the personal physician to His Majesty the King, so I don’t want to hear any objections from you.”

Puli frowned and asked, “Does Your Highness truly trust that foreign woman? Moreover, isn’t she a researcher? How did she become a doctor?”

Samiyi glanced at him and asked, “Have you forgotten why you’ve been standing there for half an hour?”

Puli’s face turned pale, and he said somewhat angrily, “That foreign woman is too much.”

Samiyi sneered, “If you could make her stand there for half an hour as well, then you would be the one treating the King right now, not her.”

Puli lacked the ability to treat illness. All he could say was, “Since Your Highness trusts her, I will refrain from commenting for now. But if she dares to hurt the King, I will never let her off.”

Samiyi said, “Your reminder is unnecessary.”

Just as they were talking, a commotion suddenly arose at the door. Samiyi immediately gestured with her eyes for Puli to stop talking.

“Where is His Majesty the King?” A middle-aged man burst into the hall, asking loudly, “I want to see His Majesty the King!”

In a low voice to Puli, Samiyi said, “Notify everyone to keep this place under control. Busodi must not be allowed to enter the second floor.”

Puli nodded slightly, then stealthily headed to the second floor.