Chapter 11

When Director Zhou returned to the company, it was already afternoon.

Some people saw that his eyes were red.

They speculated that Director Zhou's meeting was because he had been persuaded to resign.

"Based on Lao Zhou's length of service, if he were really laid off, he could get hundreds of thousands in compensation. If I were him, I would happily take the money and leave."

"That's right. He knows best whether he does his job or not, and whether he has leadership skills."

Jiang Lan rushed to the front lines of gossip, asking Director Zhou with her own speculations.

"Director Zhou, you were summoned for questioning, right? Will you still be working at this company? Probably not. What are your plans for the future?"

This statement successfully drew the attention of everyone in the operations department office.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lan.

Standing a few rows of tables and chairs away, Chu Muchao looked over after hearing Jiang Lan's low emotional intelligence remarks.

Are you surprised, Miss Mu Mu?

I haven't heard the system's voice for a few days, and it's different from the androgynous mechanical voice I heard before.

[Yes, the system was updated over the weekend. Does Miss Mumu like this voice?]

Compared to the strange mechanical sound from before, any normal voice is much better.

What's more, he has a gentle and magnetic male voice.

Just hearing such a gentle voice automatically conjures up an image of a gentleman in one's mind.

Chu Muchao thought for a moment, then couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

[I'm glad Miss Mu Mu likes it.]

The system paused for a moment, not continuing the previous topic, but instead giving Chu Muchao a spoiler.

Director Zhou will not leave. Considering his length of service with the company and overall performance, a job transfer is being coordinated.

Chu Muchao was not surprised.

Chu Muchao: Of course, my brother and mother aren't heartless people. They've worked hard, even if they haven't achieved great things. He may not be competent for a management position, but he hasn't committed any major offenses either, so he won't be dismissed. It's just that management positions need capable people who can get things done.

【Miss Mu Mu is amazing.】

Chu Muchao: ...

Chu Muchao felt something was strange and a little awkward.

Is this something to be praised for?

【Miss Mu Mu is great at everything she does. She does a good job and deserves praise, regardless of whether it's worth it or not.】

The system coaxed her with such a gentle, magnetic voice, like a late-night radio host, it was really... very convincing.

Chu Muchao said with satisfaction: Of course, I know I'm great. I've always been great.

"Jiang Lan, are you really hoping I'll leave? It's a pity, I can't do as you wish, I will continue to stay in this company."

Just a few rows of desks and chairs away, everyone in the office could hear Director Zhou's hoarse yet angry voice as he forcefully suppressed his furious retort.

"I am still your boss. All you do during work hours is gossip about your colleagues and superiors, Jiang Lan. Don't you think you're earning your salary too easily? If you don't want your pay docked, go back to your workstation!"

Jiang Lan pouted and walked back while complaining.

"They might give us a hard time and say a few harsh words, pshaw. I don't believe I'll actually get my salary docked if I just talk at work."

-

Sigh, I don't understand what the point of a momentary outburst of words is for Jiang Lan.

Never mind.

Chu Muchao: System, besides updating the voice, what else have you updated?

Yes, we have! The in-game store system has been updated, and a "one-click outfit change" feature has been added for Miss Mu Mu.

Chu Muchao: That's very convenient, I'll need it in a few days.

Chu Muchao was still secretly pleased with his own cleverness.

Suddenly I remembered that this system is a working-class friendly version. Her transformation into a magical girl is only visible to herself. Could it be that the outfit after the one-click dress-up function is also only visible to her?

Well, that's how it is for now.

The good news is that you can use the "one-click outfit change" feature to try on clothes and makeup without having to change yourself.

Chu Muchao slumped his shoulders and sighed.

Well, it's already pretty good.

She can't be too lazy either.

-

As the workday was drawing to a close, a message suddenly popped up in the company's group chat from the marketing manager.

[Following a meeting between my department and leadership, we've decided to add another summer activity. @Operations Department - Director Zhou, could you please arrange for the team members responsible for planning this activity to have a short meeting tomorrow morning to discuss the details? The planning team members should also attend to refine the requirements.]

Due to time constraints, the current timeline is to have the plan finalized by Wednesday of this week at the latest, the graphics ready by Monday of next week, and the event testing completed by Thursday of next week. If everything goes smoothly, we will launch the event on Friday.

Please reply upon receipt. @Operations Department - Director Zhou @Operations Department - Jiang Lan @Operations Department - Shen Jia @Operations Department...

The third paragraph is followed by dozens of names.

The huge operations department office fell silent, and everyone looked at Director Zhou in unison.

Normally, Director Zhou would be the first to reply to group messages.

He responds quickly to the needs of other departments, agreeing to things first regardless of whether he can do them or whether there are problems with the work arrangements.

But today, Director Zhou merely glanced at the computer screen, snorted coldly, and showed utter disdain.

A colleague who was close to Director Zhou said indignantly, "What kind of person is he? Does he really think he manages the marketing department and our department? He's ordering the operations team around."

"Nonsense, I hate it when people have to acknowledge what I'm saying."

"I'm too lazy to reply anyway. Whatever it is, I've already booked a meeting room for tomorrow at work. Let's talk about it when they call us for a meeting."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at Director Zhou.

Seeing that he still didn't react, she frowned and looked a little irritated.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and reached a tacit understanding.

-

get off work.

Chu Muchao picked up his backpack on time and clocked out of get off work.

The later you leave, the more people there are.

Having learned from his experience, Chu Muchao became smarter and moved at the right time, which reduced the number of people.

Just like now, her colleagues are still chatting and slowly packing their things, and there is no one else in the corridor except her.

The elevator is almost at the tenth floor!

"bite."

The elevator doors opened.

Chu Muchao stepped inside and pressed the button for the basement level.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a voice was suddenly heard coming from the corridor.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Outside the door, the man frantically pressed the elevator button several times.

The elevator doors reopened, and the people outside walked in.

It's Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan clearly hadn't expected the person in the elevator to be Chu Muchao. She looked him up and down, pursed her lips, and muttered a complaint under her breath.

"He didn't do much, but he left quite early."

Chu Muchao smiled: "You too."

"..." Jiang Lan crossed her arms, glanced at the lit floor buttons in the elevator, and said sarcastically, "Oh, they're here to pick you up? They're quite nice. So, you're from our company? Or the group?"

Chu Muchao had probably never met such a difficult person before, and he began to feel annoyed.

But then she thought about it again, and realized that Jiang Lan's purpose was simply to be curious about the owner of the car.

Chu Muchao had an idea and asked with a smile, "If you're so curious, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

Jiang Lan rolled her eyes: "Fine, I'll watch. What are you afraid of?"

Chu Muchao curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

The elevator takes you to the basement level.

Jiang Lan crossed her arms, turned her head, and gestured with her chin towards Chu Mu.

"Come on, don't be a coward."

Jiang Lan's expectant look, as if she was waiting to see a good show, was quite amusing.

In the afternoon, Chu Wen sent a message.

He's going home for dinner tonight. He's not busy at work this afternoon, so he'll wait for her to get off work and go home together.

The only person waiting for her in the parking lot right now was Chu Wen.

I wonder what expression Jiang Lan will have when she sees Chu Wen later.

Chu Muchao turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the phone that Jiang Lan was holding tightly in her right hand.

Do you still want to take pictures?

Chu Muchao found the place where Chu Wen usually parked.

Even from a distance of several meters, the driver, wearing white gloves and standing next to the car, opened the back door.

Jiang Lan recognized the car at a glance; the last digit of the license plate, "66," belonged to their group's president!

As I walked, I stopped.

Chu Muchao turned around and smiled at her with his eyes crinkled.

"Should we go back to the past?"

"If I'm not going, I'll head home now. See you tomorrow."

Under Jiang Lan's shocked gaze, Chu Muchao walked over.

The driver took Chu Muchao's backpack. After Chu Muchao sat in the back seat, he closed the car door for her.

Jiang Lan snapped out of her daze, quickly raised her phone, opened the camera, and took several photos.

-

The driver, who had just gotten into the car, noticed Jiang Lan's actions and stared at her through the rearview mirror.

"Young Miss, she took photos. Should we take any action?"

In the back seat, Chu Wen frowned slightly and turned his head slightly to look at Chu Muchao.

The cold voice carried displeasure: "What's going on?"

Chu Muchao waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing, it's just a colleague who likes to pry into other people's privacy. She probably recognized my brother's car."

"Were you bullied?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Wen interrupted.

"No, why would I let others bully me?"

Chu Muchao leaned closer to Chu Wen, her voice soft and coquettish.

"If I'm bullied, I'll ask my brother for help."

"Um."

He only cared whether Chu Muchao had been bullied and whether she was unhappy. Nothing else mattered.

After he had thought it through and considered the possible consequences of the other party taking the photo, Chu Wen had other ideas.

There are only two possible outcomes to the act of secretly taking photos.

One option is to show it to others; the other is to save it as a trump card.

Clearly, the other party is the first type.

What the other party might say.

it goes without saying.

-

Holy crap! You guys have no idea what I just saw!

[Photo][Photo]

Do you know who owns the luxury car in this photo? I don't believe none of you know!

Several minutes had passed since the message and photos were sent, but there was no reply in the small group. Jiang Lan couldn't help but continue to post unilaterally.

[This car belongs to CEO Chu! The new intern took me there and let me see her get into CEO Chu's car!]

[She's got some serious skills! I saw her get out of another luxury car this morning, and this afternoon she was in President Chu's! I really want to know how she hooks up with rich guys; she should write a book about it!]

Originally, if the specific information wasn't revealed, the people in the small group could have just pretended not to have seen it.

Upon hearing the name "President Chu," the other three had no choice but to state their positions.

Taking photos without consent is wrong.

Jiang Lan: She asked me to take the picture!

[It's fine to gossip verbally, but leaving written records is really not a good idea! My account is linked to a computer login, and my chat history is synced!]

Jiang Lan: It can't be that serious, we're just chatting about gossip, why are you so nervous?

[President Chu's surname is Chu, and so is Little Chu's... I heard President Chu has a younger sister.]

Jiang Lan: Haha, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying~ You're not suggesting the new girl is President Chu's sister, are you? She doesn't have a single decent luxury item on her head. I don't believe the Chu family's heiress, our President Chu's most precious sister, doesn't even own a small luxury item. I don't expect her to be decked out in high-end luxury from head to toe, but at least…

Jiang Lan was still typing when three messages popped up in the chat box.

[XX left the group chat]

[Leave YY group chat]

[□□Leave Group Chat]