Chapter 127 He Said the Wrong Thing
Lu Xiwen has been completely schizophrenic lately. He's clingy and affectionate at home, but becomes completely unrecognizable at the company. His pickiness makes it impossible for everyone to keep up, even with their best efforts.
For example, this afternoon's exhibition brought together several departments.
In fact, interns like Ji Siqi didn't need to come at all, but he still sat at the very back with his laptop, looking quite serious.
Less than twenty minutes later, when the PPT showed a data error for the third time, Lu Xiwen began.
"I know that the quotes from the three parties may differ from the estimates, but could you explain why your results differ from mine by five percentage points?"
Lu Xiwen slammed the document onto the table with a "thud," and exclaimed, "Junior high school math!"
The meeting room was completely silent.
Honestly, is that something for junior high school math? The prices of all those materials are so varied that by the time they reach them, it's a complete mess.
Pei Wu was doing calculations when he suddenly felt the numbers crawling around like they had long legs. His vision blurred for a moment before clearing again. He curled his index finger and pressed it against his brow, gently massaging it a couple of times.
Then, the next second, Lu Xiwen asked, "Was my voice too loud?"
“No,” Pei Wu quickly said. “President Lu, please continue.”
Lu Xiwen stared at Pei Wu without saying a word, seemingly trying to read something from his face.
Lan Zhe leaned back, once again basking in a sense of invincible superiority, as everyone else was confused and uncertain but he knew the script inside and out.
Pei Wu whispered, "Really."
Lu Xiwen was even angrier. Recently, he had dumped almost all the messes that he couldn't handle onto Pei Wu and Lan Zhe. Lan Zhe did more fieldwork, so Pei Wu would sit for three to five hours at a time.
"Redo it," Lu Xi said. "If you hand in this kind of garbage again, you're fired."
Just as everyone was looking dejected, Ji Siqi suddenly spoke up: "President Lu, you're in such a bad mood, would you like some honeysuckle tea later?"
To be fair, his tone wasn't unpleasant; on the contrary, it was poised and generous. His voice was also clear and bright, and with his slightly sweet pheromones, it was easy to develop a liking for him.
But Lu Xiwen was someone who was born without the ability to appreciate beauty, and sometimes he could be so unreasonable that he was still angry. As soon as Ji Siqi said this, he sneered and forgot that this was the precious son that Ji Lin of Baizhi Pharmaceuticals had entrusted to him. He immediately retorted, "I doubt whether you can really learn anything during your three-month internship. All you do every day is eat and drink."
Ji Siqi's smile froze, and then her face flushed red.
Lan Zhe suppressed a laugh. In this world, some people attack men, some people attack women, but President Lu is different; he attacks everyone equally.
As soon as the meeting ended, Ji Siqi was the first to rush out of the conference room.
"I'll go upstairs first, you guys take your time." The table was a mess, and Lu Xiwen didn't have time to clean it up. After everyone had left, he didn't even try to hide it from Lan Zhe, and put his arm around Pei Wu's shoulder: "Are you feeling alright anywhere?"
"That's fine," Pei Wu said. "Go ahead."
After Lu Xiwen left, Lan Zhe slowed down his movements. "Did you understand Ji Siqi?"
"I roughly understand it."
"You don't mind?"
Pei Wu looked at Lan Zhe and asked seriously, "How likely do you think Lu Xiwen is to change his mind?"
Lan Zhe: "..."
Hey, how big is it? Zero is not enough to describe it. It's probably even negative. The top-level pheromones made Lu Xiwen block out all ambiguous schemes. He was completely immune to things like drugging and pheromone seduction. When President Lu's possessiveness towards Pei Zhu reached its peak, even Lan Zhe had to walk with his head down, for fear of being mistaken for a "love rival" and then forced to compete for power.
Thinking about it this way, Lan Zhe also felt that the question was quite naive.
In the afternoon, an important client was coming to Changrong, and the largest reception room was already prepared by noon.
The other party arrived on time, and the entire meeting and reception process went smoothly.
The boss on the other end was a high-level Alpha who spoke very quickly. Lu Xiwen's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, as if he had finally met someone with whom he could communicate effectively without wasting time.
Clearly, the other side thought the same way, as both Alphas simultaneously showed satisfaction and appreciation.
After taking their seats in the conference room, a dozen or so documents were spread out like a tablecloth. Pei Wu was extracting important information from the documents, and the computer keyboard was clicking away.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Lan Zhe gently patted Pei Wu's shoulder, signaling him to come over.
Pei Wu quietly switched shifts with Lan Zhe, then went outside to get a drink of water.
Just then, a phone call came in.
"Hey, Pei Zhu!"
Pei Wu immediately recognized the voice, "Ji Siqi?"
Where did this person get his phone number?
"Could you come to the reception room in Area B? I think I've gotten into trouble." Ji Siqi said, her voice trembling with tears. "Minister Su asked me to receive a client, but I said the wrong thing."
Section B, separated by a corridor.
Pei Wu first confirmed with Su Wei.
Su Wei cursed loudly, "Learn my ass! What, does milk tea help him meet his work deadlines or what?"
"I'll go take a look."
Su Wei: "I'm coming right away."
At the entrance to the reception room, Ji Siqi stood with a troubled expression, but his eyes lit up instantly when he saw Pei Wu. "Assistant Pei!"
In that instant, Pei Wu felt a very subtle emotion. His gaze suddenly became extremely piercing, even freezing Ji Siqi in place. It was the sharpness hidden beneath his gentle exterior, honed through constant practice, and the precise perception of danger that Lu Xiwen had carefully tempered.
Ji Siqi: "...Assistant Pei."
What happened inside?
“I misspoke,” Ji Siqi said, feeling quite disappointed. “But they were the ones who were impolite first.”
"What's so impolite about that?"
Ji Siqi lowered his head: "That Manager Wang, he..." The young man paused, finding it very difficult to speak: "He was touching me inappropriately when he was talking."
"Manager Wang from Chen'an Media?"
"right!"
Pei Wu had met that person before. He was a bit glib, but very career-oriented and would never do anything to Changrong's employees in this kind of setting.
Pei Wu suddenly leaned slightly closer to Ji Siqi: "Are you about to have your fever period? Why do you smell so strongly of pheromones?"
Ji Siqi quickly pressed the gland: "Maybe I forgot to wear the gland patch."
"Assistant Pei, Manager Wang won't be angry, will he? Minister Su is definitely going to scold me to death." Ji Siqi pleaded, "You're so capable, please put in a good word for me with Manager Wang."
"No rush," Pei Wu said calmly. "This gives Manager Wang some time to calm down."
Ji Siqi's eyes flashed with urgency. Just then, Su Wei came up with a sullen face and started cursing.
Although the voice was soft, Pei Wu recognized many traditional Chinese cultural elements by reading their lip movements.
"Are you all here?" Su Wei didn't bother to look at Ji Siqi. This young master had too many little tricks up his sleeve. Considering that Manager Wang was still waiting, Su Wei simply pushed open the door to the reception room.
A strong aroma of tea pheromones wafted over me.
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