Chapter 24 Angry Curly
"Teacher Weiyang, you are here."
After Shen Weiyang arrived at the company, Ai Lan immediately came up to her happily.
But strangely, only Alan came up to talk to her in the Medal of Glory studio, and the others acted as if they didn't see her.
Shen Weiyang is not a high-profile person. It’s not that she must let others see her and compliment her, but the atmosphere in the office is as if everyone else is deliberately ignoring her. The atmosphere is inexplicably a bit depressing.
"Xiao Ai, are you free? I asked you to change the demonic pattern on Daji's leg. Did you do it?"
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing glasses and holding a thermos cup came over and said to Alan unhappily.
Then, as if he had suddenly seen Shen Weiyang, he spoke lightly: “We are very busy at work every day, so please do as you please, leader.”
After saying that, he walked towards his messy desk, his messy ramen hair quite fitting in.
Shen Weiyang then discovered that there were several simple folding beds in the office, and asked Alan: “Don’t you even have time to sleep recently?”
Ailan shrugged helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. 996, women are treated like men and men are treated like animals."
She explained further, "The guy with the instant noodle head holding the thermos is also a concept artist, a master artist of a very big boss. Many of the male characters and even the scenes in Medal of Glory are concept models designed by him. When I first started learning concept painting, I went through a lot of trouble to attend one of his open classes."
"Except for the mysterious concept artist Sophia, there's probably no one more powerful than him in the industry."
Shen Weiyang: "He is the angry curly-haired one?"
Ailan: "Yes, yes, that's his nickname. His real name is Liu Hui. We all call him Brother Hui."
"Xiao Ai, are you free?" Liu Hui returned to his seat and took a sip of the wolfberry tea in his thermos. He found that Ai Lan was still chatting nonsense with Shen Weiyang. He immediately yelled at Xiao Ai in displeasure, "When will Daji's demon pattern be confirmed?!"
Liu Hui was considered half his master, so Ai Lan didn't dare to slack off. After looking at Shen Weiyang apologetically, he immediately ran to his position.
The Medal of Honor is indeed a project developed by TX with great investment, and the office is also very impressive.
There are more than twenty core members.
Judging from the layout of the office, the person with a relatively high status should be Liu Hui. There is also a fashionable and beautiful woman who looks like a queen who walked out of the original painting, and a man who is sleeping in front of the computer.
Shen Weiyang took a quick glance and roughly understood the structure of the office. Then he walked through the clearly defined cubicles and headed towards his own office.
The simple and elegant style of office decoration is her favorite.
She retrieved each employee's information from the employee files and began to familiarize herself with her work environment.
At this time, Wei Ze heard that Shen Weiyang had actually reported to the company for his position, and immediately called Leng Huaijin: "Boss Leng, I found Miss Shen. She is now in the office you prepared for her."
Leng Huaijin was sitting beside the burnt car in a daze at the moment. When he thought of Shen Weiyang's uncertain life or death, his heart was empty, as if he was back to that night four years ago.
Hearing Wei Ze say this, he was a little confused at first: "You, what did you say?"
At this moment, Wei Ze really felt sympathy for this god-like man: "Ms. Shen is staying in the office now. She should not have been in the car last night."
He tried to be as tactful as possible.
To put it bluntly, the arrogant Leng Huaijin was fooled by a woman. Last night, he was looking for someone in the mountains like a savage with a flashlight and tears in his eyes.
But the person he was looking for had already fallen asleep comfortably last night.
He was being fooled around and seemed like a joke.
On the way back, Leng Huaijin felt cold.
When he arrived at the company, the employees took a detour as if they had seen the King of Hell.
When he arrived at the general office on the Medal of Glory floor, the air in the office instantly became extremely cold.
“Are you the one who sent Shen Weiyang home last night?”
Leng Huaijin took a quick glance and saw Shen Weiyang working in her office through the glass wall. Instead of rushing in to find her, he attacked Alan who was outside.
Shen Weiyang had sent her a message before going to bed to explain the car accident last night, saying that it was a grudge between her and Leng Huaijin and had nothing to do with her. She asked her to sleep well and work hard, and if anyone asked her, she could just tell the truth.
She really listened to him, slept soundly and worked hard.
But now, facing the big boss's wrath, she found that her fragile little heart could not bear it at all.
"Yes, but I, but I can't drive, so I, I..."
"You can't drive," Leng Huaijin frowned fiercely, "Are you useless? How can you work if you can't drive, you..."
"I was the one who insisted on driving back last night," Shen Weiyang walked out in high heels, her OL fashion showcasing her beautiful figure, making her look fresh and capable. "Boss Leng, if you have anything to say, please come to my office."
Leng Huaijin had ulterior motives. He glanced at Ai Lan with a dignified look and followed Shen Weiyang into her office.
Shen Weiyang pulled down the blinds on the glass wall, and then looked at him with a half-smile: "Mr. Lu is so angry, is it because he feels sorry for your luxury car?"
"Did you know that I spent the whole night looking for you in the mountains with a flashlight last night?" Leng Huaijin's voice was hoarse, and there were many red bloodshot eyes. "Shen Weiyang, do you think this is fun?"
Shen Weiyang did not answer his question, but leaned on the desk and casually turned over the small decorative funnel on the table with his hands.
"Four years ago, you drove that car to pick up He Chu."
When she looked up again, she looked at him calmly.
But such a calm look was more terrifying than the raging waves. All the anger and grievances that Leng Huaijin had experienced last night disappeared at this moment, and he was shrouded in a heavy sense of guilt.
“I’m sorry, I…”
Shen Weiyang smiled slightly, looking calm and composed. "Besides, He Chu was trying to slander me last night. I considered the overall situation and didn't argue with her in front of the reporters. I was already giving Mr. Leng face."
"I burned a car because I was in a bad mood. Why must Mr. Leng be so stingy as to argue with me?"
Leng Huaijin stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her completely: "Do you think I'm so angry because I feel bad about that car?"
Shen Weiyang now was like a gust of wind that could not be caught. He had no idea what she was thinking and was in a panic that he might lose her at any time.
"I won't argue with you about the car. You made me worry all night last night. Do you still owe me an apology?"
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