Inside the magnificent box.
Lao Wu, dressed in a well-tailored suit, stood up and raised his glass:
"Thank you for your hard work these past few years. This toast is to you all."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the tables stood up. The key members were all dressed in fine clothes, their faces filled with unconcealed joy. Some held their glasses, others bowed slightly, their eyes eagerly gazing at Lao Wu.
"Boss, that's being a bit too polite! We feel at ease working with you!"
"Yes, if you hadn't led us, how could we be where we are today?"
This statement immediately drew the approval of the crowd.
He raised his glass and said loudly, "This toast belongs to you and General Manager Wen! The garment and electronics factories were able to get back on track so quickly thanks to you two at the helm!"
Everyone's attention immediately turned to Wen Xiaorou, who was standing nearby. She was dressed in a simple white suit, her black hair tied up, her demeanor radiating both femininity and sophistication.
Seeing everyone looking at her, she raised her lips slightly, raised her glass and tapped her chin, her voice clear and sweet: "This is the result of everyone's concerted efforts."
Lao Wu laughed out loud: "Alright! Then this drink is a toast to our future. Cheers!"
"cheers!"
The crisp sound of clinking glasses rang out one after another, and the wine swayed, reflecting the high-spirited faces.
When the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone was established in 1980, Lao Wu went south, and Wen Xiaorou came with him.
They have funds and experience in doing business accumulated in the black market.
Shenzhen Special Economic Zone has policy dividends and an open market.
So, in just four years, Lao Wu and Wen Xiaorou have officially established themselves here.
At the beginning, they were engaged in import and export trade, which is commonly known as reselling foreign goods: bringing goods from Hong Kong to Shenzhen, and then reselling them to the mainland.
Although this operation seems crude, the profit can be ten times by selling and reselling, which can be said to be picking up money with a sack.
So, not long after, they had enough funds to open their first clothing factory, and in less than half a year they opened a second one.
Not long ago, they opened a third factory, an electronics factory.
"General Manager Wen went to Hong Kong last week to survey the market and discovered that almost everyone there now has a pager." Lao Wu raised his glass and glanced at the key executives present. "Within two years, this 'trend' will definitely reach Shenzhen. By then, I'm afraid our electronics factory's parts will be in short supply."
"So, I'll have to ask everyone to work harder and expand the electronics factory as soon as possible."
A supervisor suddenly stood up and said, "Boss, don't say anything. You've made a lot of money in the past few years. I, Old Xu, am convinced. I will follow you for the rest of my life. If you say go east, I won't go west. When I get home later, I'll move my bedding into the factory to live!"
"Old Xu, don't rush ahead. Count me in if you want to stay in the factory!"
"Haha, okay, let's do it."
The whole table was filled with laughter, and in this joyful atmosphere, drinks were poured one after another.
As expected, Lao Wu drank too much.
Wen Xiaorou rolled her eyes and resigned herself to helping the man upstairs.
"Your alcohol tolerance is even lower than mine, yet you still dare to drink relentlessly? Do you understand what you're drinking..."
While Wen Xiaorou was muttering, she nimbly took out the key from Lao Wu's trouser pocket.
With a click, the door opened.
She put the key on the cabinet at the entrance, and with the help of someone, she walked laboriously to his room.
The man's tall body almost pressed against her, and his warm breath mixed with the scent of alcohol kept brushing against her ears.
In this private space, it seems particularly ambiguous.
Wen Xiaorou's ears felt hot and she felt something was strange. After finally moving to the bed, she immediately threw the person onto the bed.
But maybe she was too impatient or what, but Lao Wuhuan's arm around her waist suddenly tightened, and he fell with her onto the soft big bed.
Wen Xiaorou was caught off guard and pressed on him, her lips accidentally brushing against the corner of his mouth.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
When she came to her senses, the man who should have been drunk was looking at her intently.
"You..." Wen Xiaorou's cheeks flushed red, and she was about to scold this guy for pretending to be drunk.
The man suddenly raised his head, kissed her lips, then rolled his throat, carefully observing her reaction.
Seeing that she didn't resist, he became bolder and kissed her again.
“…”
When I woke up again, it was already morning.
Wen Xiaorou looked at herself, then at the man on the bed, and slapped her forehead in annoyance.
"Wine and sex can lead to misfortune! Why couldn't I restrain myself..."
It took her a long while to gather up the strength to get up from the bed. She quietly picked up the clothes scattered around the bed, put them on, and quickly fled the crime scene while Lao Wu was still sleeping.
Wen Xiaorou went home to pack up and then went to the factory. It was already two hours later.
"Hello, General Manager Wen."
"Hello."
"General Manager Wen, you're late today. The boss has been looking for you everywhere."
“…Yeah, alright.”
Wen Xiaorou nodded in response and walked towards the office.
The office was on the second floor. She walked up the stairs and just as she turned the corner, she saw the new clerk Xiaolin "accidentally" falling into Lao Wu's arms in the corridor, with her slender fingers "just" resting on his chest.
She said coquettishly, "Oh, sorry, boss..."
Wen Xiaorou paused and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but at this moment she met Lao Wu's straight gaze.
Those eyes that always smiled were now frighteningly cold. "You can't even walk. I doubt your ability to work. Go to the Finance Department now to settle your wages."
The female employee's face turned pale. She wanted to say something, but Lao Wu had already strode towards the stairs.
Wen Xiaorou was dragged towards his office.
"Hiss, dead hand, let go." Wen Xiaorou cried softly.
Lao Wu let go and at the same time, the office door was slammed shut.
"Did you want to run away again?" His voice was very low and there was a hint of gritted teeth.
Wen Xiaorou's back was against the door panel, and in front of her was the tall figure of a man approaching.
She said in a panic, "Just talk, why are you getting so close..."
"Don't try to change the subject." He turned her face back with his slender fingers and looked straight into her eyes.
"I didn't run away. I just didn't want to get in the way of you cuddling with someone else."
"What do you mean by hugging? Wen Xiaorou, when did you become blind? Just now, she was clearly a toad trying to eat a swan like me!"
Wen Xiaorou: “…”
"Can you please have some shame? She's a young girl in her prime, and you're a toad? You're a swan?"
"Why am I not a swan's flesh? I'm handsome, well-behaved, and I'm also quite successful in my career. Everything about me is good. Even the big yellow dog guarding the factory wags its tail happily when it sees me..."
Wen Xiaorou: “…”
"Wen Xiaorou, after taking advantage of me, don't you want to take responsibility?" Lao Wu suddenly said seriously.
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