Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Tsk, women's tricks
Pan Xianchen was typing away on his computer when he heard the knock on the door. Wen Yu was standing in front of his office door, refusing to go in without his permission.
She waited quietly, observing him. Perhaps because he was using his computer, Pan Xianchen was wearing a pair of half-framed glasses. The glare from the lenses and the black half-frame obscured his aura, making him appear gentle and refined, even a bit like a college student.
He was very focused on his own work, his face half hidden by the computer. A voice came slowly: "Door God, come in."
"OK."
Wen Yu politely closed the door, thought for a moment, opened the door again, and then found a sofa for guests to sit on.
Pan Xianchen noticed this detail out of the corner of his eye and curled the corners of his mouth in an ambiguous way.
After Pan Xianchen finished, Wen Yu tactfully sat down in the chair across from his desk and formally greeted him, "Mr. Pan."
She held the notebook in both hands, on which were the meeting minutes copied three times, and placed them neatly on Pan Xianchen's desk.
"I don't have a good impression of you," Pan Xianchen said bluntly. "You're distracted in meetings and don't go to team building. I think you're not motivated. I don't need someone like that."
Wen Yu sat up a little straighter. After several confrontations with Pan Xianchen, this was the first time they were so formal.
Pan Xianchen continued, "I was planning to transfer you, but your supervisor, Peng Yan, recommended you to me. Peng Yan is a very straightforward person, so I'm giving her a break and giving you a chance."
Wen Yu pursed her lips. Peng Yan had been at the company longer than Pan Xianchen and was older. Normally, they all addressed her as "Sister Yan." But Pan Xianchen's address and the tone of his voice betrayed a clear distinction between them, one superior and one subordinate.
He looks young, but he is not timid or humble at all.
Wen Yu silently revised her feelings and evaluation of Pan Xianchen in her heart: she should not be afraid of him, she should respect him.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Pan."
Wen Yu gently closed the door. Pan Xianchen glanced at the notebook on the table. It was brand new. He opened it and found only excerpts from that meeting. Three times, no less. Pan Xianchen was slightly surprised. Women's handwriting is usually graceful, evoking a sense of tenderness, refinement, purity, and the timelessness of a gurgling stream. Wen Yu's handwriting is like a man's, soaring and free, as if imbued with the imposing power of a dragon or a tiger.
The handwriting reflects the character of the person, but Wen Yu now does not show the cage-breaking momentum and desperate strength as her handwriting does.
Pan Xianchen turned to the end and saw Wen Yu writing a few lines of small words:
[Title: Guarantee
I’m sorry, Mr. Pan.
I shouldn't have neglected the meeting and listened to you seriously, and I shouldn't have failed to participate in team building. I have disappointed you.
I promise I will never do it again!
There is more to come, please turn to——]
Elementary school student writing style?
Pan Xianchen was speechless, suddenly feeling like a homeroom teacher. Turning the page again, he saw a sketch of a little girl, kneeling with noodles in her hands. Four small words were written below: "Carrying a thorny branch to apologize." Oh, it wasn't noodles, it was a thorn branch. The little girl pouted, weeping tears as wide as noodles.
Written next to it were the little girl’s words: Please, forgive me!
Pan Xianchen threw the notebook aside.
Tsk, woman's trick.
In the office, Wen Yu was preparing for next week's investment promotion meeting. Ye Yinuo said to her pitifully, "Will I not be able to see you for several days?"
Wen Yu said, "Don't give me that. Don't think I don't know you have several backup sisters."
"It's different. Among all these sisters, you and I get along the best. You're my eating partner, my bathroom partner, my gossip partner... the Nanbowan of all partners."
Wen Yu smiled and said, "I'll go ask Sister Yan to bring you along now."
Ye Yinuo shrunk back and said, "Don't frame me! I have a concert next week! Eight hundred friends are helping me get tickets, I can't miss it!"
After a while, Ye Yinuo came out again: "I just checked the weather for you. It's raining there. Remember to bring warm clothes and an umbrella."
Business trip, plane, landing, hotel.
The rain fell from city to city. As the vans got out, bean-sized raindrops continued to fall, clattering onto the ground and breaking into tiny circles. Rain splashed onto Peng Yan's trousers and high heels. Wen Yu held an umbrella for her. They squinted ahead, and the men and women who had gotten out of the first two vans were no better off; all looked disheveled.
Time is a bit tight. Wen Yu is responsible for putting the luggage away, and people at Peng Yan's level and above will have a meeting soon.
"Sister Yan, information."
Peng Yan took it, and Wen Yu carefully tucked the completed documents into a transparent file bag. The heavy rain hadn't damaged the documents at all. The different documents were carefully categorized and labeled, making them easy to see at a glance and difficult to mistake. Peng Yan was always confident in Wen Yu's attention to detail.
There was nothing Wen Yu had to do next.
She lay comfortably on the hotel bed, her laptop in front of her. Peng Yan had asked her to be on standby before leaving, so she opened DingTalk and WeChat, intending to find a movie to spend this rainy afternoon.
Just as Long Biao came out, Peng Yan called.
"Xiao Zheng's data is wrong. Do you have the original version on your computer? Modify, check, re-order, and send it over."
After giving the instructions, Peng Yan hung up anxiously.
Wen Yu always backed up her data three times before a business trip: on her computer, on a removable drive, and on paper. While searching through her notebook, she called Xiao Zheng. Xiao Zheng was a new colleague who had just been hired this year, so it was understandable that he had made a mistake.
When the call was connected, a panicked young man's voice came over: "Sister Wen Yu..."
"Come to my room and check it together." Wen Yu gave the room number.
Found it. Wen Yu browsed through the files while checking the time in the upper right corner of the screen. Xiao Zheng hadn't arrived yet. He had been assigned to work under Peng Yan as soon as he joined the company, and had become a colleague of Wen Yu's in the same office. Ye Yinuo thought Xiao Zheng was like a little puppy, always ready to take action. Later, Pan Xianchen came, and Ye Yinuo changed his target, but in the end, Pan Xianchen was reduced to Pan's dog, and Ye Yinuo lost his target.
"Men are such dogs!" Ye Yinuo fell onto the bed with her eyes dazed, the cell phone lying in her palm.
Wen Yu fell beside her and looked at the chat history between her and Xiao Zheng——
[Sister, my birthday is coming up in a few days. Which of these pairs of shoes do you think is the best for me?]
Here are a few photos of the shoes.
If I ask my sister to pick out a pair for me as a birthday present, will she agree?
"Wow, don't look like a dog." Ye Yinuo disenchanted the little puppy.
Wen Yu glanced at the time again and called Xiao Zheng for the second time. The call was answered quickly, and Xiao Zheng was breathless: "Sister Wen Yu, I seem to be lost... Can you come out and pick me up?"
Wen Yu: “…”
"I'm helping you check and revise. Sister Yan clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments. If you don't make up for this huge mistake, you'll lose your bonus."
"...Then I'll look for it myself."
A few minutes later, Xiao Zheng arrived.
Wen Yu led him to a staff member who told him there was a printer in the hotel's business center. Wen Yu waited anxiously, and the staff member pointed at the sputtering printer and said sheepishly, "It might be a little broken. Sorry."
"We have an important meeting at your hotel. If it's delayed because of you, can you take responsibility for it?"
Wen Yu looked at Xiao Zheng with his hands on his hips and told him, "Wait here. I'll go find a printing shop outside."
"Ah? Where is he outside?" Xiao Zheng looked at Wen Yu's running back in panic and shouted, "It's raining heavily outside!"
As they drove to the hotel, Wen Yu spotted a printing shop next to the hotel. Her umbrella was in the room, so she didn't have time to go back for it, so she ran out in the rain. Everything went smoothly. After the printing was complete, Wen Yu asked the owner for a file bag and put the documents away again.
Peng Yan took the file bag and whispered to her, "Go take a shower."
Wen Yu lay on the bed after taking a shower. Xiao Zheng sent her a WeChat message: Thank you, sister. I will treat you to milk tea some other day! [Cute][Cute]
Wen Xiaoyu: Call me Sister Wen Yu.
Xiao Zheng is not serious: ...Oh.
Wen Yu threw away his phone and closed his eyes. After a while, Ding Dong——
Xiao Zheng: I think calling you sister is more intimate. [crying][crying] Just let me call you sister! Okay, okay? [poor][poor]
Wen Yu ignored him.
The colleagues who were on the business trip were added to a small group. After the meeting, the leader sent the dinner location and time to the group.
[We've booked an entire buffet floor, with free-flowing champagne. Everyone is welcome to dress nicely!]
Wen Yu didn't want to go. She planned to order some food to her room and then finish watching the movie of which she had only seen the first part.
Peng Yan went back to her room to change clothes and urged her, "You've been a hero today, you can't miss it." After changing clothes and coming out of the bathroom, she went to the tea room. When she reached Wen Yu's bed, Peng Yan was holding a cup of ginger tea in her hand: "Drive away the cold."
Wen Yu's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Sister Yan."
"No need to thank me. It was Mr. Pan who asked me to do this. He said he'd never seen someone so calm and composed after getting soaked. I'm giving you a cup of ginger tea as a reward."
Wen Yu: “…”
Peng Yan smiled and patted her shoulder: "Hurry up and change your clothes, you little drowned rat."
While Wen Yu changed, Peng Yan waited for her at the door. Knowing that there would be a dinner, Peng Yan had brought a beautifully tailored long gown. She was nearly forty, but her figure remained remarkably graceful. Her short, curly hair gave her a touch of masculinity. Though not tall, she still had a commanding presence.
Wen Yu's dress wasn't particularly outrageous, but Peng Yan's eyes still caught her eye. She knew Wen Yu came from a wealthy family, and her attire was particularly revealing. She was unassuming from head to toe, but Peng Yan, with her sharp eyes, could still tell that Wen Yu had a certain energy.
When they arrived, the banquet had already begun. The two of them separated and moved among the crowd.
Wen Yu picked and chose from the porcelain plate, and soon he was half full. The restaurant was filled with people chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was filled with the clinking of glasses. Wen Yu felt bored, thinking about the movie he had just finished.
As she walked, she slipped to the door, and Xiao Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her. He was tall and dressed in formal attire, and he was indeed quite good-looking. No wonder Ye Yinuo fell in love with him at first sight.
"Sister, are you planning to sneak away?"
Wen Yu: “…”
Why is it possible to make every word worth complaining about!
"I'll go over there and take a look." Wen Yu turned and left.
"Wait for me! Sister!"
Wen Yu didn't want to quarrel with her colleagues, so she put on a smile and walked briskly. But Xiao Zheng didn't let her get behind her, and couldn't shake her off like a piece of taffy. "Sister, have you tried the short ribs over there? They're super delicious!"
“…”
"And what flavor of ice cream do you like?"
“…”
"Your plate is empty. Do you want something more, sister?"
“…”
Sister, sister, sister...
Wen Yu turned around, ready to confront Xiao Zheng, but her eyes suddenly met the man behind her. Xiao Zheng followed her gaze and took a deep breath: "Mr. Pan!"
"Um."
Pan Xianchen raised the champagne in his hand as a greeting.
There is still a difference in quality between dogs.
Xiao Zheng seemed to smell something ominous. After greeting Pan Xianchen, she said to Wen Yu, "Sister, I'm going to get some ice cream. See you later!"
Pan Xianchen paid no attention to Xiao Zheng's fleeing figure. He smiled at Wen Yu and said, "You've changed my mind a little."
Wen Yu also laughed: "Is it because I was soaked to the skin today?"
Pan Xianchen shook his head. "The content you compiled is comprehensive and well-organized. The revisions you submitted later were meticulous, and I can see your unique perspective."
"Thank you, Mr. Pan."
"Um."
Pan Xianchen was generous with his praise, and he didn't linger around her for long. Soon, others gathered around to chat with him.
Now, she can go back to watch the movie.
Wen Yu suppressed a smirk and looked around. Xiao Zheng wasn't around, so she felt safe. Then, like a gust of wind, she slid through the crowd, her long, black silk hair billowing in the breeze, complementing the flowing hem of her dress. Some people were looking at her, some were asking about her, some were talking about her.
Pan Xianchen, distracted by his conversation with others, glanced at her. She drifted away silently like a cloud.
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