Chapter 11 He Knows Everything
Wen Shuang's face was calm, even revealing a hint of melancholy, but no one knew that his temperament was completely the opposite. He had a clear list of rules and regulations, and he knew what to do next and where to start. Like a rapidly ticking abacus, the plan had already begun to take shape.
If you can't hide, you have to face it. Wen Shuang never thought that escaping could solve the problem, and judging by the frequency of her original body's stepping on landmines, she was afraid that if she didn't do something, she would be wiped out.
Thinking of this, Wen Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared most was having no clue. Even if the problem was difficult, there was still a glimmer of hope.
Xuanzhe clearly saw the light in the young man's eyes gradually become brighter.
"Why are you running out instead of staying inside? What if Mr. Dilanda comes down?"
Wen Shuang was startled, but he didn't get up. Instead, he remained sitting on the steps and only looked up at Xuan Zhe. "Mr. Qin Mosheng, Mr. Qin, is here with his wife."
Xuanzhe seemed puzzled: "Hmm"
"She's pregnant, and I'm afraid she hates seeing me the most." Wen Shuang said softly, expressing her consideration for others to the fullest. Because of her sincerity, Xuan Zhe couldn't help but mock her. Wen Shuang continued, "Mr. Dilanda said earlier that he was tired and probably wouldn't come down. If he does, I'll go out later."
He exposed this body's past evil deeds to Xuanzhe without any intention of hiding them. When their eyes met, Xuanzhe's heart moved.
He actually knew everything.
Knowing that she had brought him to this kind of occasion on purpose, and that everything that had just happened was a confirmation and a test, Wen Shuang was so open and honest that Xuan Zhe couldn't understand where the "frankness and brightness" in him came from.
Xuan Zhe had exposed the hypocrisy of countless people in his life and enjoyed it. This was one of his few hobbies, but today it seemed that he had fallen into the trap of Wen Shuang. Not seeing him get so angry, Xuan Zhe suddenly felt bored, but then, a stronger interest arose. He was really curious about how a person who had committed so many evil things could hide himself so completely under a look of innocence.
It's really interesting.
Xuan Zhe glanced at Wen Shuang and turned to leave. Wen Shuang did not follow him. What he said just now was not just for the sake of sounding nice. If anything happened to the pregnant woman, Qin Mosheng would be able to skin him alive without any accident.
Dilanda didn't come down. Wen Shuang received his message and passed it on to Cao Nanyu. Cao Nanyu sent an "OK" and called back almost an hour later: "It's over, come out."
Cao Nanyu's tone was much colder than before. Wen Shuang pretended not to hear the change. This was a normal reaction.
Because in the eyes of others, Wen Shuang is a complete "violent perpetrator".
Cao Nanyu originally thought that Wen Shuang would be kicked out of Quanyi when she returned this time, but Xuanzhe said nothing, as if all the negative news about Wen Shuang at the banquet was an illusion.
Xuanzhe didn't say anything, and Wen Shuang tacitly chose to play dumb.
Dilanda wanted to have a good rest in the hotel these days, and since he didn't need Wen Shuang for a while, he was assigned to the publicity department. To put it bluntly, it was packaging and marketing, locking in the target audience, and then conveying the value of the company's artists to the sponsors in need. Wen Shuang, a newcomer, couldn't get in touch with such profound things. In addition, a fixed group was more or less xenophobic, so he could only start by serving tea and water. Wen Shuang was well versed in this, so he had no complaints.
Everyone was waiting to see this young man who was lucky because of his special skills become frustrated and depressed, but he did whatever he was asked to do for the whole morning, and even said "thank you" with a smile when he was done. It seemed that he was really learning hard. In addition, he looked gentle and likable, and even the female devil of the design department could be defeated. The several women in the publicity department suddenly couldn't target him. Occasionally, they would secretly exchange a few words while pouring water. They all had a smile on their faces and liked the newcomer Wen Shuang more and more.
Before noon, the rhythmic "clicking" sound of high heels tapped the ground, step by step closer. After everyone became familiar with the sound, it was no longer difficult to identify the person. Several of them looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the female devil had come.
The female King of Hell is named Fang Su. She has such an impressive resume that she started from the middle level when she came to Quanyi. Facts have proved that women with beautiful looks and strong strength really exist. Fang Su can pin down the men who came in at the same time as her and ride the wind all the way to the top. Even Xuanzhe looks at her differently.
"Little Wen Shuang." Fang Su simply nodded to the head of the Propaganda Department, then, without looking at anyone else, walked straight to Wen Shuang's desk, holding a bottle of yogurt and gently placing it on his desk. Her newly done brown manicure set off her fair skin. "Didn't you eat with us?"
In the Quanyi Design Department, Fang Su's status was indeed higher than that of the Propaganda Department, and she was the backbone of the department, so there were many people she didn't like. Unexpectedly, she was very nice to Wen Shuang, even coming over to invite them to dinner. Wen Shuang blushed and stood up, not daring to look at the eyes of her colleagues. He weighed the pros and cons for a moment and nodded, "Okay, Sister Fang."
"Hehehe..." Fang Su was overjoyed by the call of "Sister Fang". She loved seeing Wen Shuang's shy look the most.
Everyone: "..." The female King of Hell laughed! It's beautiful, but it's too scary!
The two of them arrived at the cafeteria. Quanyi, as one of the largest companies, never skimped on employee meals, offering everything. Wen Shuang, despite her thin figure, had a good appetite. Fang Su, who wanted to maintain his figure, only ate half a steamed bun and two small plates of vegetables. Wen Shuang's plate couldn't hold all of it, so he grabbed an extra bowl. Seeing him eating with gusto, Fang Su smiled and said, "Are you settling in at the company? I was planning to transfer you to our design department, but Assistant Cao said no. You're so cute, why would you go to the publicity department?"
Wen Shuang admittedly didn't understand the connection between his cuteness and which department he would go to, but he sensed Fang Su held no ill will towards him. Perhaps her liking for him was simply based on a simple eye-candy. Wen Shuang swallowed and whispered, "Anyway, I'm just here to learn. It doesn't matter where I go. I'll visit Sister Fang someday if I have the chance."
"Okay~" Fang Su, with her dark brown curly hair, exuded an intellectual beauty that was particularly attractive. She knew she would have no problem making her debut. A complex emotion flashed through her eyes as she stared at Wen Shuang seriously. "If you have any difficulties, tell Sister Fang. Quanyi is good, but there are many more dangers."
"Yeah." Wen Shuang nodded, then suddenly paused, her expression slightly serious.
Fang Su noticed it immediately and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sister Fang." Wen Shuang thought for a moment and asked truthfully, "Do you know Xinlan Liquor?"
One of Wen Shuang's decisions at the banquet that night was to help Yu Feng recover some of his losses.
In addition to hatred for the original body, Yu Feng also felt a deeper disappointment and heartache. After all, he once really regarded Wen Shuang as his younger brother. This kind of feeling was clean and pure, and should not be smeared with filth and then changed beyond recognition. Yu Feng is short of money now, very short of it, and he has a seriously ill old mother in the hospital. Wen Shuang does not ask for success in whitewashing anything, but only asks for some help so that the world can open its eyes and not let him fall into traps step by step.
Fang Su from Xinlan Wine Industry frowned for a moment and said "Oh" in sudden realization, "I heard that winemaker is almost gone."
"Sister Fang, you have a wide network of contacts. Do you have anyone involved in winemaking or sales channels? I would like to get to know them." Wen Shuang asked sincerely.
Fang Su sat up straighter. "My friend has dealt with these before. I heard that Xinlan has withdrawn all the investment it could, and the boss still owes money."
Wen Shuang just smiled faintly.
Fang Su knew he didn't want to elaborate, so he paused for a few seconds and said, "Okay, I'll go back and ask for you."
Wen Shuang quickly picked up a piece of braised pork for Fang Su, "Thank you, Sister Fang!"
"Ouch~" Fang Su said coquettishly: "I don't want to eat it." Having said that, she still stuffed it into her mouth.
"Mr. Xuan..." Cao Nanyu, who was not far away, was stunned. He stumbled and almost fell on Xuan Zhe.
Xuanzhe looked indifferent, and suddenly realized that it was not a little creature that was good at disguising itself as a quail, but a cockroach with tenacious vitality.
Wen Shuang didn't hold out much hope, after all, Fang Su was quite busy. But the next morning, Fang Su gave him someone's contact information, saying he'd already called and asked him to get back to them around 4 p.m. Wen Shuang was overjoyed and immediately ordered a large bouquet of lilies online and sent it to the design department.
It is said that the terrifying laughter of the Female King of Hell in the afternoon caused the Quanyi Building to tremble several times.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
