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"A spectacular show! A spectacular show! It will absolutely blow your mind!" Fang Nan shouted excitedly as he rushed into the office.

"What big show? Tell me about it." Mo Yao looked up from the documents, showing some interest.

Hearing Fang Nan's announcement, everyone lost interest in their work and crowded around him, saying, "Secretary Fang, what earth-shattering secret is it? Just tell us, don't keep us in suspense."

Fang Nan chuckled and held out a hand, palm up: "Absolutely a big show. If you want to hear the story, pay first."

"Tsk, Fang Nan, you're getting more and more stingy," Mo Yao complained, waving her hand. "Then I won't listen."

The others didn't tolerate him either, and deliberately pretended not to care as they walked away.

Fang Nan panicked and shouted, "Hey! Don't leave! What your CEO Song has to say will absolutely blow your mind!"

The group, who hadn't been particularly interested to begin with, became more intrigued upon hearing his words. They grumbled and threw money into his hand, shoving him and saying, "Tell me quickly."

"Don't rush, don't rush." ​​Fang Nan touched the wad of banknotes in his hand, his mouth almost stretching to the back of his ears in a grin.

Song Hengjue, that cold-hearted capitalist, didn't deduct his wages; he had plenty of ways to earn them back!

Clearing his throat, he said smugly, "Your CEO Song was dating someone recently, and then..."

"And then what?" Several pairs of eyes looked at him eagerly.

"I heard he was at a bar last night..." Under the spotlight, Fang Nan's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind: "Bar? Hmm?"

Song Hengjue put his hands in his pockets and looked at him.

The scene was deathly silent.

Fang Nan felt as if he had been choked, unable to utter a single word.

Song Hengjue snorted coldly, pushed open the office door, and before everyone could calm down, his voice came from inside the office: "Fang Nan, come in."

Fang Nan let out a wail.

The others exchanged awkward glances.

"He's been caught a few times already. Will he get his salary docked like Fang Nan?" someone asked worriedly.

Mo Yao shook her head, looked towards the office, and smiled mysteriously: "Don't even mention a pay cut, there's a possibility of a raise."

The others were shocked: "How could this be?"

Mo Yao stopped talking and, like Fang Nan, stretched out a hand: "To hear what happens next, please listen to the next chapter."