That being said, it doesn't mean that Chu is prepared to work hard and strive for tomorrow.

He has his own ideas and beliefs, and he won't change them just because others say a few words.

But seeing his 'serious' attitude, Ma Junjie nodded in satisfaction, believing what he said. He then casually took out a few documents from the side and placed them opposite him, saying:

"These projects are yours now. Work hard and don't let me down."

“... ..."

Chu Fang slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Dude, I was just kidding, did you really take it seriously?

I really don't want to do your projects; they're too much work for too little pay, and they're pure torture.

His mind raced, wanting to refuse, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. He exhaled and forced a smile, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Minister."

If he didn't know Ma Junjie's character and hadn't never confessed his feelings to Zhong Tingyue, he would have suspected that Ma Junjie was deliberately targeting him, his rival in love.

Leaving the office with a few documents, he walked to his workstation, then slumped into his chair as if he had lost his balance, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Oh, what a hardship!

"What's wrong, Brother Chu?" The chubby Cai Guan slid his chair to his side, picked up the document, and glanced at it. "Did the minister give it to you?"

"Hmm..." Chu Fang said in a muffled voice.

"The minister is so good to you." Cai Guan couldn't help but feel envious. "He specially found some projects for you to practice on."

Cai Guan glanced at them briefly and found that the projects were all suitable for new employees to practice. They could not only learn relevant knowledge and gain industry experience, but also build a network of contacts.

It is obvious that Ma Junjie is cultivating Chu Fang.

Being appreciated by the company's department head was a great encouragement and boost for the newcomers, except for Chu Fang.

To be fair, despite his carefree university years, Chu Fang's professional skills were actually quite good.

It wasn't because he had much self-control, but because Chu Gao was a teacher who never instilled the idea that "high school is tiring, but college will be better."

Chu Gao believes that university is no easier than high school, so he wants to check Chu Fang's university grades.

Throughout his four years of university, Chu Fang never failed a course, and his professional skills were considered quite good.

Chu Fang was grateful for Ma Junjie's guidance, but he had no ambition or aspirations.

It wasn't just because of Zhong Tingyue's situation that bothered him, but also because anyone who earns ten million a day would find it hard to be ambitious.

He chose to go to work simply to find a place to kill time, not out of ambition.

"Sigh!" Chu Fang sighed. "Being handsome does get you preferential treatment, but it's not the kind of preferential treatment I want."

"..." Little Fatty Cai Guan was immediately speechless.

With no other option, Chu Fang had to give up slacking off and start working hard.

Over the next few days, he devoted himself to his work, understanding the client's needs, designing solutions, reporting on the solutions, and revising and improving the solutions based on feedback until the client was satisfied.

Of course, interior design is not the end goal; there are many more things to do, but Chu Fang is just a recent college graduate, and it's not his place to do the following tasks.

After finishing his work, Chu Fang lay sprawled at his workstation, looking like a dead dog.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable. I misjudged you."

"No one is perfect." Chu Fang opened one eye and glanced at Zhong Tingyue, paused, and continued, "Once you get to know me better, you'll find that you've misjudged me quite a few times."

"...I don't believe it."

"Fine, I don't believe you." Chu Fang rolled his eyes. "It's not like I'm forcing you to believe me."

After spending a lot of time with Zhong Tingyue, Chu Fang enjoyed arguing with her and contradicting her, not to attract her attention, but because arguing with the person he loved was a happy thing to some extent.

"If you didn't hold a certain place in my heart, I wouldn't bother with you at all," Zhong Tingyue thought angrily.

She suppressed her speechlessness, glanced at the time, and said, "It's time to go home."

"Hey, wait a minute." Just then, Ma Junjie walked over, stopping Chu Fang from packing his things, and patted him on the shoulder, "There's a drinking party tonight, come with me."

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked at Chu Fang with envy in their eyes.

When a boss takes his subordinates to social events, it's a sign of appreciation, helping them improve their business and communication skills, and build connections—something many people dream of but can't achieve.

Unexpectedly, this tremendous opportunity fell into Chu Fang's lap.

"Hehe, Minister, can I not go?" Chu Fang chuckled.

“No.” Ma Junjie shook his head. “You single-handedly drank Mr. Huang under the table and won him over. This shows that you are exceptionally good at socializing. That’s exactly the kind of talent I need. Don’t worry, you made a contribution by securing the business, and I will definitely not forget you.”

"Alright." Since things had come to this point, and the other party's every word and action was helping him, he felt embarrassed to refuse.

Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly, opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately did not speak. She could only touch Chu Fang's arm and say softly, "Drink less."

Chu Fang waved his hand dismissively and said, "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."

Seeing this, Zhong Tingyue sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with a complex mix of worry and anxiety as she looked at Chu Fang, things that Chu Fang hadn't yet noticed.

Meanwhile, Ma Junjie's eyes showed a hint of frustration.

Watching Ma Junjie and Chu Fang leave, the office colleagues chatted quietly:

"My goodness! What's the relationship between the minister and handsome Chu? Are they related?"

"If they were relatives, would they tolerate the handsome Chu just giving up like that?"

"Why is the minister so fond of Chu Fang? It doesn't make sense. If there are social engagements, they should be the senior employees of the company. How could it be Chu Fang's turn? He's only been with the company for a short time. Does he even have the right to attend these social engagements?"

"He's handsome," a middle-aged female colleague remarked. "Shouldn't handsome men be the ones going to social events?"

"Shouldn't it be a beautiful woman?" Han Li, a long-time employee, answered instinctively. Suddenly remembering something, he lowered his voice and whispered furtively, "No way, does our department head have... you know... feelings for Chu Fang?"

"Ugh..." As soon as he said this, the people around him stared at him with contempt. "Disgusting!"

Han Li shrugged: "Besides that, is there any other reason we can find?"

"I despise you!" The surrounding crowd extended their middle fingers, making a gesture known to people all over the world.

Of course, these are just gossip among colleagues.

It's not to be taken seriously, and it's not to be taken seriously either.

I checked the time; it's almost time to leave work. Those who have jobs will continue working, while those who don't will pack up and prepare to clock out—either go home to watch TV shows or go to the market to buy groceries...

Zhong Tingyue's brows furrowed with worry and anxiety, forming a deep frown.

Despite Chu Fang's demonstrated ability to win over the wealthy CEO Huang, she remained worried about him.