Airborne 66th Floor

The assistant's office on the 8th floor was filled with a solemn and reluctant atmosphere in the early morning.

Qu Shiyao was holding a huge cardboard box, which was filled with a snack gift bag and some odds and ends of office supplies generously sponsored by Chen Xu and the others.

Like a hamster moving house, only her dark, shiny eyes were visible as she slowly moved towards the elevator.

Behind them, Chen Xu and Li Yue waved small handkerchiefs they had pulled out from somewhere:

"Shiyao! Take care!"

Remember to come back and visit often!

"Just let me know when you're done with your snacks! I'll airdrop some to you!"

Qu Shiyao: "..."

You've gone too far, ladies!

The elevator doors opened with a "ding".

Inside stood a well-tailored man in a suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a refined air, intently looking at the tablet in his hands.

The system immediately reminded Qu Shiyao in her mind: [Host! Look! Look! Next to you is Wen, the CEO's top-notch assistant and chief steward!]

Qu Shiyao carried the box into the elevator, turned around with difficulty, and faced the elevator door.

The box was too tall; she could only barely peek out from the top to glance at Assistant Wen beside her.

Assistant Wen didn't even look up; his fingers were flying across the tablet.

Qu Shiyao cleared her throat, trying to make her voice stand out from the pile of snacks, with the cheerful energy of a sunny young woman: "Assistant Wen! Good morning!"

Assistant Wen then took a break from his work, turned his head slightly, and looked through his glasses at the figure next to him that was blocked by a box.

Upon seeing that familiar face, he instantly understood—

This is Qu Shiyao, the newcomer "handpicked" by General Manager Si and about to be parachuted into the 66th floor.

He didn't seem to fit the description of being cunning and scheming that Boss Si had given him; he was more like a mascot who was stuffed with snacks by his colleagues and then sent away.

"Good morning." Assistant Wen nodded succinctly in response, his gaze returning to the tablet.

The elevator ascended smoothly.

Qu Shiyao, holding the box, shook it seemingly unintentionally, her voice tinged with difficulty:

"Um... Assistant Wen, are you busy right now? I have a small request..."

Assistant Wen looked up again.

Qu Shiyao forced a slightly embarrassed smile from behind the box: "I'm a little busy right now. It's my first time on the 66th floor, and I don't know anyone here. I don't even know where my workstation is... Could you please take me there on your way?"

Her request was perfectly reasonable and not excessive.

Assistant Wen glanced at the enormous box in her arms, then at his own schedule on his tablet, and then thought of the group of monsters in the president's assistant's office on the 66th floor...

A barely perceptible pity crossed my mind.

Fine, let's just consider this a good deed for the day and show this newcomer who's about to step into a pit of fire a clear path.

"Okay." His voice remained flat.

"Thank you so much! Assistant Wen, you're such a kind person!" Qu Shiyao immediately expressed her sincere gratitude, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Vent pushed up his glasses and said nothing more.

A good person? In the Si Group, especially on the 66th floor, that's not a good word.

[Host! He actually agreed?]

The system was a little surprised, then indignant: "[But he's not a gentleman at all! He didn't even offer to help a girl carrying such heavy things! Thumbs down!]"

Qu Shiyao rolled her eyes in her mind: "First of all, we're not related, just colleagues. Second, if he helps me move, it's like openly telling those people on the 66th floor: this newbie has the president's backing, isn't that going against his superior? Finally..."

A slight smile played on her lips. "Why do you think I asked him to lead the way?"

System: [!!] Data stream is running at high speed instantly.

[Could it be... that you planned this all along?!]

"Do you understand the wisdom of civilized people?" Qu Shiyao asked with a hint of smugness.

"Even if I hadn't run into him, I would have encountered other employees or supervisors on the 66th floor who would have helped me find my way. But, Assistant Wen's efficiency is absolutely outstanding! It saves me time and effort!"

System: [...] It silently lit a candle for the group of assistants on the 66th floor.

We've reached the 66th floor.

The elevator doors opened, and Assistant Wen stepped out first, his steps steady.

Qu Shiyao carried her "supplies and provisions," following behind like a loyal little tail.

The corridor was spotless, reflecting the cool white light, and the air was filled with a high-end perfume.

Assistant Wen stopped in front of a heavy frosted glass door with a sign that read "President's Office Assistant's Office".

He raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and knocked three times, neither too hard nor too soft, before pushing the door open and entering.

"Whoosh—!"

The moment the door opened, five pairs of eyes focused on it like searchlights! Curiosity, scrutiny, contempt, jealousy, schadenfreude…

Their emotions varied, but most of them revealed an undisguised ill intent.

When they realized that it was Assistant Wen leading the way, a hint of surprise flashed across the faces of the five female assistants, who were all impeccably made up and dressed.

When Wen's assistant saw Qu Shiyao behind him, carrying a huge box and only half of her head showing, his astonishment instantly turned into deeper vigilance and a hint of annoyance.

Lin Weiwei's lips, which had been curled into a gloating smile, froze the moment she saw Assistant Wen.

Wen Te walked straight to a clearly empty workstation by the window.

However, when he saw the desk in his workspace, his brows furrowed instantly!

On the table were piles of crumpled scraps of paper, leftover fruit pits, and even a few sticky pieces that looked like chewing gum?

This is not just a simple case of "untidying up," but a blatant humiliation!

Assistant Wen's eyes turned cold, tinged with anger, and he directly pulled open the first drawer of his workstation—

"squeak!"

A faint yet chilling friction sound.

Inside the drawer lay a stiff, grayish-brown dead rat!

Assistant Wen's face darkened completely! He slammed the drawer back into place with a loud "bang"!

The movement was so forceful that it shook the entire table!

"Assistant Wen, what's wrong?" Qu Shiyao peeked out from behind the box at just the right moment, looking completely bewildered. Her gaze swept over the messy table, revealing her confusion perfectly.

"Oh? Did the last assistant not have time to clean this table? There's so much trash here?"

She cleverly avoided seeing the "surprise" in the drawer.

Assistant Wen turned around, his gaze behind his glasses icy cold as he swept over the five people in the office who were frozen in fear.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a heavy, oppressive weight:

"Who did this?"

The air froze instantly.

“I’m giving you five minutes…” Assistant Wen said, each word sharpening his voice, “to restore this place to its original state.”

He raised his hand and pointed to the red-glowing camera in the corner of the ceiling. "Don't force me to personally check the surveillance footage."

Jin Yuxi crossed her arms, leaned against her desk, and watched this scene, her inner voice already clapping.

Wow! This newcomer is amazing! He actually managed to use Assistant Wen like a "pioneering axe"!

Her initial limited willingness to help vanished instantly, replaced by a strong interest and a hint of anticipation.

Lin Weiwei's face was so gloomy it could drip water. The shame of the police station over the weekend hadn't faded yet, and now her carefully prepared gift had been ruined by Assistant Wen!

Both old and new grudges made her gaze at Qu Shiyao almost spit fire!

Zhang Li's smile completely vanished, and her eyes flickered.

Wang Qian hesitated and looked at Lin Weiwei.

Sun Mei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, completely at a loss.

As Assistant Wen's gaze grew colder and colder, time ticked by.

Lin Weiwei slammed her hand on the table, pointed at Sun Mei, and ordered in a shrill voice, "Sun Mei! What are you standing there for?! Hurry up and clean it up! Are you waiting for Assistant Wen to invite you for tea?!"

Sun Mei was jolted awake, as if she had found her pillar of support. She quickly grabbed the trash can and rag on the table and rushed to Qu Shiyao's workstation as if her pants were on fire.

She frantically began cleaning up the trash, even wrapping the dead rat in the drawer in several layers of tissues before daring to throw it away, trying to suppress her disgust.

Assistant Wen watched coldly, knowing perfectly well who the mastermind was and who the pawns were, but he wouldn't reveal it.

His job is to maintain basic work order, not to act as a mediator.

Once the surface is restored to its original state, his goal will be achieved.

Qu Shiyao held the box and watched quietly like an outsider.

Combining Jin Yuxi's survival guide from last week with the dramatic change in her expression, she understood perfectly well what was going on.

[Tsk tsk tsk, a massive workplace bullying scene! Poor Sun Mei! A mere tool!] The system clicked its tongue in amazement.

"Tragic?" Qu Shiyao's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. "Not necessarily. Who among those who can survive in a place like this is truly an innocent little rabbit?"

Just then, Jin Yuxi made a move.

She walked gracefully through the invisible smoke like a runway catwalk in her elegant high heels, heading straight for Qu Shiyao.

A bright smile spread across her face, and her voice was clear and cheerful: "Shiyao, are you tired from carrying such a big box? Here, put it on my desk first!"

Her action was tantamount to dropping a bomb on a calm lake!

Lin Weiwei and the others' gazes instantly became like poisoned ice spikes, piercing Jin Yuxi and Qu Shiyao!

Alright! So the mole was here! No wonder Assistant Wen was here!

Jin Yuxi seemed oblivious to the murderous glares, and even winked playfully at Qu Shiyao.

Qu Shiyao immediately agreed and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Sister Jin!"

As he spoke, he placed the heavy box steadily on Jin Yuxi's spacious and tidy desk.

As soon as the box was placed down, Jin Yuxi curiously peeked into the colorful snack packaging inside and smiled knowingly, "Oh, did the girls on the 8th floor prepare this for you?"

“Yes!” Qu Shiyao immediately transformed into a snack saleswoman, tugging at the edge of the box.

"Look, these potato chips are Chen Xu's favorite, he insisted I try them on! This jelly was bought by Li Yue, she said it's good for vitamin C! And this beef jerky was made by Zhuang Rou'er's mom, it's super delicious! Oh right, and this..."

As she spoke, she casually pulled a bag of imported chocolates from the box and stuffed it into Jin Yuxi's hand, saying, "Sister Jin, this is for you! It's delicious!"

Jin Yuxi didn't stand on ceremony at all, readily accepting the gift and stuffing it into her desk drawer: "Thanks! Then I won't be polite! Perfect for afternoon tea!"

This joyful scene only added fuel to the fire in Lin Weiwei's heart!

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, and her eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at Jin Yuxi and Qu Shiyao.

Good! Very good! You two bastards! Just you wait!