"Okay, so you don't love me anymore." Yu Wen regained his serious expression and said, "Perfect score, very good."

This test is designed to assess new employees and is of medium difficulty.

"You should have said so earlier. You're wasting my time. Alright, get back to work."

The "indifferent" Zhou Siyu was once again subjected to Yu Wen's merciless accusations.

"You're cold and heartless, you're no longer the person you used to be..."

"Beep, communication has ended."

"Hello...hello...hello?"

Yu Wen sighed deeply. After the company got back on track, Zhou Siyu became a hands-off manager, spending her days traveling on company-funded business trips with milk-flavored steamed buns, and going on trips everywhere.

He was tired of saying the word "envy".

"Alright, Yu Wen said you barely passed." Zhou Siyu hugged the milk-flavored bun that had jumped onto the sofa, rubbing its head lazily, and said, "What will happen to your little brat if you leave?"

"Let him be!" Yu Zhen snorted coldly. "He's just like his father. If he likes to stick to Cen Jin, let him be."

Although he still had some lingering worries, he had already said what he was going to say, and there was no way he would go back. In any case, it didn't matter whether he was there or not; he didn't want to go back.

"Whatever you want, it's good to go out for a walk," Zhou Siyu added. "But I won't reimburse your travel expenses."

"How could that be? I have money." Yu Zhen chuckled and pulled a piggy bank out of the box.

Where did you come from?

Zhou Siyu took the piggy bank and weighed it in her hand. Goodness, it was full.

“I’m on secondment as a consultant for a company, so I don’t have to go to the office.”

"Great, not bad at all." Zhou Siyu patted Yu Zhen on the shoulder. "Looks like I've really struck gold."

"No matter what, I was a consultant at a big company before I left." Yu Zhen crossed her arms and snorted arrogantly, "Then you can go find your brother without worry, and leave the work to me."

He likes finance and business, but his family wants him to go into politics. After he got married, they even moved him into the family compound, ostensibly to improve their relationship, but really just to keep him confined to that small place.

"Okay, go get ready. I'm taking you to a cocktail party tonight, so you'd better do your best."

“I will.” Yu Zhen jumped off the sofa. “Then I’ll go pack my luggage first.”

Zhou Siyu nodded, looked away, and quietly sat on the sofa, munching on a milk-flavored steamed bun.

Yu Zhen is not someone who will be confined by family, and his talents should not be limited to that small area; he has a much broader horizon.

In the past three years, he has traveled to many places, but he has never seen anyone who looks like Yu Wei. In the future, he will go to even more distant places, and bringing Yu Zhen under his command would be a good option.

With two top students working for him, he can go on a trip... no, a business trip, without worry.

"Milk-flavored steamed bun, do you think we can find your dad this time?"

"Awoo awoo~"

Milk-flavored steamed bun raised its head and barked a few times, then rubbed against Zhou Siyu's leg.

Zhou Siyu sighed. This dog, nicknamed "Milk-Fragrant Bun," was perfectly normal. Why did it bark like a wolf? When it was a puppy, it would bark a couple of times, but now all it does is howl.

In the magnificent hall, wine glasses arranged like small mountains reflected the light from crystal chandeliers, illuminating the sparkling jewelry.

"Mr. Zhou, your presence is an honor to my humble abode." A man in a suit and tie walked towards Zhou Siyu with a charming woman on his arm, and smiled as he looked at Yu Zhen next to Zhou Siyu, "This lady looks a bit unfamiliar, and doesn't resemble President Yu at all."

"Mr. Wang, you're too modest. If you call this mansion your humble abode, then mine must be a doghouse. My younger brother, Yu Zhen, will need your guidance in the future." Zhou Siyu smiled, raised his wine glass, glanced at Yu Zhen, and said, "Greet him."

"Hello, Mr. Wang. My name is Yu Zhen. I hope I can trouble you to take care of me in the future. Cheers!"

Yu Zhen downed his wine in one gulp, his nervous expression making President Wang burst into laughter.

"Don't be nervous, young man. Since you're one of President Zhou's men, you're my brother, Old Wang's brother. If there's anything I can do to help you in the future, just let me know." Wang Zong also picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then laughed and said, "I don't like hearing President Zhou say that. I've had my eye on that villa in Half Moon Bay for a long time but haven't been willing to buy it."

“Sure, one price, eight million eight hundred and eighty thousand.” Zhou Siyu smiled slyly, “This is a friend’s price.”

“Being friends with you is a bit expensive.” Wang Zong shook his head with a smile: “Your market price is only 7.77 million, how come the friendship price is 1.11 million more?”

“You don’t understand,” Zhou Siyu took a sip of his drink and explained slowly, “You earn half from strangers, but you get the whole prize from acquaintances.”

"You little rascal, that's not fair."

Wang Zong made a joke, but he didn't take Zhou Siyu's words to heart.

They've been friends for ten years, know each other inside and out, and are perfectly aware of which words are jokes and which are serious.

"I heard you recently snatched a big project from the Chu family. You'd better be careful." Wang Zong lowered his voice: "Chu Sheng isn't the type to act subserviently."

"I've already robbed him, what can he do to me?" Zhou Siyu added nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's not the first time I've robbed him, he should be used to it by now."

"Haha, I admire you." Wang Zong patted Zhou Siyu on the shoulder and glanced at the people surrounded in front of him. "They're over there, stay out of the way."

"I'm afraid of him?"

Zhou Siyu raised an eyebrow. He had never been afraid when he was fighting alone before, let alone now that he was a senior researcher at the Oran Laboratory. As long as he didn't commit a serious crime, no one would dare to touch him. Moreover, he had retired special forces bodyguards protecting him around the clock. Who could touch him?

"Conceal your talents, do you understand?"

Although Wang Zong claimed to be humble and modest, he was actually more arrogant than anyone else. Chu Sheng was capable, but he was getting old. The future of the business world belonged to the younger generation.

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