During this period, the studio has had many projects, and everyone is busy every day (except for Chu Fang).

When she had free time, Zhong Tingyue organized a team-building event, treating her employees and subordinates to a meal at a high-end hotel.

The group of employees entered the hotel, looked around, and whispered among themselves.

"Holy crap, what luxurious decorations!"

"It's ridiculously expensive."

"Mr. Zhong has really gone all out this time."

“... ..."

Zhong Tingyue replied calmly, "It has nothing to do with me; it was decided by someone else."

Everyone immediately understood and looked at Chu Fang, who held his head high: "I made the decision, don't be shy."

A mischievous colleague saluted him, saying 'salute,' for Chu Fang had sacrificed too much for everyone's happiness.

Zhong Tingyue glanced at her sideways, her pupils remaining expressionless: "Do you want me to go bankrupt?"

You bastard!

I asked you to just book any hotel for a team building activity, and you booked a five-star hotel, right on the Bund, where a single meal would cost at least six figures.

If you want me dead, just say so.

There's no need to hide it.

"Oh my, you're so stingy." Chu Fang snapped his fingers, and a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, the hotel manager, approached him. Chu Fang asked the hotel manager, "Do you still recognize me?"

"Mr. Chu," the hotel manager bowed slightly, "how could I forget?"

"I remember your boss owed me a meal. It's not unreasonable to pay him back today, is it?" Chu Fang glanced around and then looked at his colleagues. "There are only a few dozen of us. If you treat us to a meal, then my debt with him will be wiped clean."

The hotel manager recalled the bet Chu Fang made with his boss.

They made a bet on who was more charming and could get more girls' WeChat contacts within a set time. Chu Fang won, and his boss owed Chu Fang a meal.

The hotel manager hadn't seen Chu Fang in a long time and assumed that Chu Fang, given his status, had long forgotten about that little matter. He never expected that Chu Fang would still remember it today and bring a large group of people to 'eat for free'.

Their hotel guests spend at least tens of thousands of yuan per person, so for these dozens of people, that's hundreds of thousands of yuan gone.

He could already picture his boss coughing up blood.

Nevertheless, the hotel manager kept his promise, smiling and nodding: "No problem."

My boss said that since Chu Fang is coming to dine, I should keep my promise.

“Alright,” Chu Fang said. “Bring me your hotel’s best, no, most expensive dishes.”

The hotel manager then left, while he looked around smugly, his gaze landing on 'Ms. Zhong'. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Tell me, can you find a man in the world who treats you as well as I do?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.

Chu Fang said, "Everyone, please eat whatever you like, it's on me."

"Then I can rest assured."

"Following President Chu will still bring you benefits."

“... ..."

Hearing her subordinates express their gratitude, Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly.

She was the one who suggested the team building activity today, so why did the thank you end up being given to Chu Fang?

This is unreasonable.

Fine, I'll let it go since I didn't spend any money and got a free meal.

I'm not going to say anything more.

... ...

Night fell.

Perhaps because they were in a high-end hotel, or perhaps it was a team-building activity, everyone had a few drinks, and the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually improved.

Jiang Wenzhen drank a few cups, her face flushed, and then went to the bathroom to wash her face with water, which made her feel much more refreshed.

Instead of leaving immediately, he leaned against the wall and said to Zhong Tingyue beside him, "Sister Zhong, I have a feeling something's not right."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Tingyue asked, wiping her pretty face with water.

"I don't know, it's just a strange feeling." Jiang Wenzhen shook her head. "Recently, Cai Guan has been acting very strangely, like an idiot. He actually has a girl he likes, and he even dresses up for her. Has he been bewitched by a vixen?"

“… …” Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her mouth, “You finally found out.”

"What did you find? Who is that vixen? Do you know her?"

“Hmm… …” Zhong Tingyue was silent for a few seconds, then chose to tell the truth: “Is it possible that… …you are the vixen?”

Jiang Wenzhen's mouth gaped open, her pupils filled with surprise; she hadn't expected such an answer.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses, speaking like a machine gun: "So, you're saying I'm that vixen, and Cai Guan likes me? Why? Did I even allow him to like me? I was just supervising his weight loss as a brother, and he actually has feelings for his brother? Isn't he a pervert?... ..."

Zhong Tingyue pulled out a tissue, wiping her hands as she listened to the other person speak.

"Huh?" Jiang Wenzhen was taken aback. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

What did I say?

"Say nice things about the chubby boy."

“Why should I speak well of Cai Guan?” Zhong Tingyue said. “It’s his business if he likes you, and it’s your business if you like him. In the end, it’s just between the two of you. Why should I get involved?”

"You..." Jiang Wenzhen almost choked on her words because of Zhong Tingyue's previous sentence.

Why is it different from the script?

As an outsider, not only are you our boss, but you're also our friend. Shouldn't you offer some advice? At the very least, providing comfort would be perfectly reasonable.

Jiang Wenzhen turned on the tap and washed her face.

Zhong Tingyue said calmly, "I think you two are a good match. On the one hand, Cai Guan is a local from Shanghai, owns a car and a house, and comes from a good family. On the other hand, Cai Guan is very handsome when he loses weight, which fits your aesthetic. He is also a very good person, honest, smart, and capable. You are good enough for him."

Jiang Wenzhen stared wide-eyed: "I just 'made do'?"

“Yes.” Zhong Tingyue nodded. “She is excellent in every way and can find a better partner instead of falling for you.”

Jiang Wenzhen had nothing to say, and could only respond with a chuckle.

There was no way around it; Zhong Tingyue was telling the truth, and the truth always sounds so painful.

"I don't care, I have no interest in Cai Guan anyway."

"oh."

"I didn't intend to have sex with him."

"oh."

"You're an idiot."

"Rebound."

After washing her hands, Zhong Tingyue said as she walked outside, "I have no interest in getting involved in what's between you two. You two can handle it yourselves, just don't let it affect your work."

Immediately afterwards, a series of "ah ah ah" sounds came from the bathroom.

... ...