Chapter 10: Awe without Anger

Yan Nian came out of the general manager's office and happened to meet Qi Hui who had just punched in.

Their eyes met.

Qi Hui was stunned at first, then her eyes passed over her, looked at the door of the general manager's office, and turned to enter the translation team.

Yan Nian: “…”

Yan Nian had witnessed all the duplicity in the workplace yesterday, including the Ox, Snake, and Horse Face. There was no need to feign insincere, useless social interactions.

What she is worst at is dealing with people.

Yan Nian returned to his workstation and prepared the notebook and pen he would need for the meeting.

It was almost ten o'clock when the four people behind him all arrived. Gu Pingping notified them in the group to go to the small conference room for a meeting.

Yan Nian was the last one to leave. The translation team was already seated in the conference room. The small conference room wasn't as big as the one next door for foreign business reception.

Starting with Xu Xinrui, they sat together on one side.

You Jia was sitting in the fourth seat from the front, yawning. When he saw her come in, he glanced at her, turned on the camera on his mobile phone, and adjusted his curly hair on his chest.

Gu Pingping turned on the projector in front.

Yan Nian walked past them from behind. Qi Hui stood up and walked around to the only empty seat next to You Jia.

Like it was intentional.

Qi Hui asked You Jia, "Jia Jia, did you go to meet clients with Mr. Zhou yesterday?"

After saying this, he did not forget to look at Yan Nian's reaction.

Yan Nian acted as if he didn't hear and walked to the only empty seat next to Qi Hui.

Xu Mi said, "Didn't a foreign businessman come yesterday? Mr. Zhou always brings her along when he meets a foreign businessman, and he never brings us along."

You Jia said in a delicate voice, "Oh, you guys are so annoying. Let Mr. Zhou take you there next time. I won't go."

Everyone doubted the truthfulness of her words. Everyone in the company knew that You Jia liked President Zhou.

Gu Pingping glanced at the four of them, shook his head and continued to work.

Yan Nian put down his notebook, pulled out a chair, and seeing Qi Hui leaning on the desk, he moved some distance to the side.

Before she even sat down, Qi Hui suddenly grabbed her arm and reminded her loudly, "Hey! Yan Nian, go sit across from me. This seat belongs to Mr. Zhou."

The four members of the translation team all looked at her with eight eyes.

Yan Nian was extremely disgusted that someone touched her so rudely.

In addition, I have a very bad impression of Qi Hui.

Yan Nian looked at the hand on her thin arm, then at the face with several layers of powder, with an expression of disgust.

Even though Qi Hui was wearing high heels, Yan Nian was still several centimeters taller than her. Her eyelids drooped slightly, her cold gaze oppressive. She stared at Qi Hui silently without saying a word.

Qi Hui met those cold, aggressive eyes, feeling the price she would pay for her actions in the next second. She swallowed guiltily and reflexively retracted her hand, feeling inexplicably terrified.

Therefore, Yan Nian did not sit down immediately.

Qi Hui's mouth twitched, and after much difficulty, she managed a smile, saying with a hint of resignation, "Your first day at the meeting, you didn't know that President Zhou usually sits here."

Yan Nian said nothing, glanced at You Jia beside him, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

Qi Hui felt a little embarrassed and continued to explain, "The view is better here. Mr. Zhou might feel uncomfortable if he has to look up from too close! We all sit here during meetings."

Yan Nian listened to her uncertain tone for a long time before reluctantly giving her some face and moving his lips: "How do you know whether he is comfortable or not?"

Upon hearing this, the rest of the people present lowered their heads at the same time, as if they were laughing.

Gu Pingping immediately showed his fangs.

Qi Hui took a deep breath and said kindly, "You just came to work, so I'm just reminding you!"

Yan Nian looked calm and found it funny that she was suppressing her anger and forcing a smile.

He didn't want to accept her hypocritical reminder: "Do you mean that you want me to thank you?"

Qi Hui smiled awkwardly: "No, I can't afford it."

There was a hint of contempt in Yan Nian's eyes: "As long as you know yourself, it's good."

After saying that, she patted the place where Qi Hui had just touched her.

Seeing this, Qi Hui was dumbfounded: "You..."

Yan Nian's eyes slid to the conference table behind her, as if nothing had happened, and asked Qi Hui: "Do you want to sit here?"

Qi Hui completely shed her hypocritical mask and rolled her eyes at her in frustration: "Oh, what's the matter? It doesn't bother you. If you don't want to sit here, sit across from me!"

Yan Nian disagreed: "I mean, you can sit anywhere, you can even sit in the middle of the table, but don't block my view."

The tone was calm, but also funny.

Gu Pingping almost burst out laughing and looked at Yan Nian with admiration.

The other three people looked up and watched the show intently, with no intention of helping at all.

Qi Hui pushed her away and, in order to save face, changed her tone to sarcasm, "Don't think I don't know that I didn't see you sneaking into Mr. Zhou's office early in the morning..."

Yan Nian interrupted her: "Then go and sue me."

Qi Hui choked.

Yan Nian didn't intend to continue arguing with her, it was quite childish.

She pushed her chair back to its original position, walked around the conference table and sat down opposite it, calmly opening her notebook and waiting for the meeting.

Zhou Ran walked into the conference room with a document, glanced at the people present, and his gaze fixed on Yan Nian for a few seconds before retracting.

His face looked grim, as if a storm was about to break out.

Qi Hui returned to her seat dejectedly.

Yan Nian sat alone on one side.

Zhou Ran walked straight to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.

At this time, You Jia, who was sitting opposite, looked unhappy again.

Ever since Zhou Ran came in, the atmosphere in the conference room has become particularly strange, and no one dared to step out to observe what was going on.

"Okay, we can start now." Gu Pingping came down and sat next to Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran leaned casually in his chair, his lips straightened, and reached out to open the folder on the desk.

He pressed one of the pages with his bony fingers, looked up at Qi Hui, and pushed the document directly in front of her.

Qi Hui quickly stretched out his hand to block it.

Zhou Ran said in a stern tone, "Take a good look at this. Did you proofread it carefully before sending it to me?"

Qi Hui couldn't help but shiver and picked up the document.

After scanning the area for a few times, he suddenly stood up and stammered, "Boss Zhou, I, I'll definitely pay more attention next time."

Zhou Ran sneered, his lips curled up: "Why are you so nervous? Sit down and talk."

Qi Hui didn't dare to sit down.

In the translation team, her ability was relatively poor, so Zhou Ran did not move her because the translation team really needed people.

Zhou Ran made frequent mistakes at work, and he did have the urge to move someone.

Qi Hui looked at Zhou Ran eagerly, realizing that his previous answer was unsatisfactory, and said sincerely, "Mr. Zhou, there will definitely not be a next time."

"This is the contract," Zhou Ran raised his eyelids and looked at her with a half-smile. "How many times do I have to say it?"

Zhou Ran's tone was so calm that it was breathtaking.

Qi Hui had a thin layer of sweat on her nose and forehead. With such an opening, everyone lowered their heads.

Fear of harming the fish pond.