You have a new WeChat message
"Mom, do you know I've only been in this position for a short time, and you're already asking me to go on blind dates?"
"Honey, it's not a blind date. That's just your Aunt Xu's son. I happened to be having afternoon tea with her, and when we talked about where you work, she mentioned her son works nearby and suggested you two meet. Lanlan, you're 28 this year, not dating and no rumored boyfriends. Besides, you know you're busy with work every day, and you're at an age where it's time to meet new people. It's just a meeting to make friends; what if you two hit it off..."
"Stop, Mom. My birthday isn't until December, which means I'm only 27. This Aunt Xu is a full twelve years younger than you. Where would she get a son?"
"Oh, it's her stepson, about your age. Oh dear, trust your mother, I'll reserve seats for you and send you the address later. Remember to go the day after tomorrow."
"Mother!"
You stare in shock at the phone still in your hand. The screen still shows the call page from the call that Ms. Chen hung up on. Just now, Ms. Chen inexplicably asked you to meet someone for dinner the day after tomorrow. After finding out whether it was a man or a woman, you immediately realized that this dinner was a blind date arranged for her. The man had notified her of everything.
The frustration of being forced into blind dates by your family just as you've settled down makes you angrier and angrier. You clench your fist and slam it hard on the table. A fire is burning inside you. The documents on the table bounce slightly from the impact. You turn your head and see Assistant Li standing to the side. He is looking down and seems to have been startled by your slam. He is now trying to calm himself down by adjusting his glasses.
"Assistant Li, what brings you here?"
"Help!" Assistant Li thought to himself, feeling like he'd stumbled upon something terrible. He stood awkwardly to the side, unconsciously pushing up his glasses. Oh dear, he'd witnessed the president's wife calling to urge the boss to go on a blind date, but the boss didn't want to go, and the two of them arguing.
He tried his best to shrink himself so that his boss wouldn't see him. It was terrifying. He felt a sense of panic, like suddenly learning a secret from above and not knowing if he would be killed. Boss, he shouldn't kill him to cover it up, right?
Upon hearing his boss call him, Assistant Li calmly looked up as if nothing was wrong and respectfully handed the proposal to his boss.
"Mr. Chen, this is from Manager Pu. He said it's a proposal for preparing a bid. Please take a look."
You took the document, glanced at a few pages, frowned, quickly flipped to the back, and then threw it onto the desk with a loud bang. Dozens of pages fell out of the document, the muffled sound echoing in the office. Secretary Li lowered her head, not daring to speak.
"Garbage, utter garbage. Don't even mention that the higher-ups would see this. I wouldn't even pass the test, let alone bid. He should just bid himself. Innovation? What is this? It's all copied from previous years. Do they think the higher-ups are idiots?"
You stood up angrily, left hand on your hip, right hand on your head, rubbing your temples. Your heart was pounding so hard you could barely keep your feet moving. You couldn't believe it. Was this what Pu Jiandong had submitted? This couldn't even be called a proposal; it was practically a plagiarized document. The methods and strategies were copied verbatim. If this thing even won the bid, you, Chen Yulan, could write your name backwards.
“You, go tell Pu Jiandong to take a good look at this piece of garbage himself. He can fool me and his superiors. He needs to redo it. If he submits another piece of garbage like this, I will have to seriously consider who should take this position.”
"Okay, Mr. Chen, please take care of yourself. I'll be going now." Assistant Li's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He quickly gathered the papers scattered on the table, gave a half-bow in reply, and left through the door.
After closing the door, Assistant Li's legs went weak and he collapsed against the wall, feeling like he had just escaped a disaster. President Chen was furious today, throwing such a tantrum that it was terrifying. After calming himself down, Assistant Li turned around and was almost scared to death again. Manager Pu was standing silently behind him, his face deathly pale, like a demon from hell.
"Oh dear, Manager Pu, why are you standing behind me without saying a word? You almost scared me to death." Assistant Li patted his chest.
Pu Jiandong had a bitter face. He could tell from Assistant Li's miserable appearance that his plan had failed. He stood at the door, too embarrassed to go in or say a word.
Assistant Li shrugged and gave him a helpless look, then handed him back what President Chen had said and the documents in his hand. Sure enough, after hearing what President Chen said, Manager Cui's face turned even paler.
"Manager Cui, why don't you go and talk to that person?"
Assistant Li patted his shoulder as if he couldn't bear it and said.
Manager Cui was a little confused. He saw Assistant Li cautiously look around and, seeing that no one was watching, slightly raise his hand to signal him to come over. Seeing Assistant Li's actions, he became curious and listened intently.
Assistant Li whispered something in Manager Cui's ear, and Manager Cui, as if suddenly enlightened, quickly thanked Assistant Li and left.
You have a new WeChat message.
You saw this message just as you finished work and were resting at your seat, looking at your phone.
You open the message and find a friend request. The profile picture and username are not familiar to you. You click on it and see that the request was made through a phone number. You are puzzled because you have never given anyone your phone number. So you reject the request and block the other person.
You go back to your chat with your friend, where the last message you sent is still displayed. You were complaining about your mother making you go on blind dates. Your friend hasn't replied to your message, whether they didn't see it or forgot to reply. You don't care, and you tidy up your desk to go home.
As you stepped out of the company, a man in a white shirt and suit pants, carrying a briefcase and a suit jacket, with a meticulously styled hairstyle, a well-defined face, and a pair of beautiful, captivating eyes that seemed to unconsciously charm you, walked out while clicking his leather shoes and checking his phone. You recognized him: Chen Peiyuan, the general manager of Shengshi Industrial Group, a controversial young entrepreneur and also your mortal enemy at work. The two had been fighting for years, gaining notoriety and becoming two infamous figures feared by everyone within a ten-mile radius.
He clearly saw you too, and stood right next to you, a head taller than you, waiting for the elevator with you.
You secretly wonder if he's standing next to you on purpose to annoy you, but you don't say anything.
A silent silence spread among you, and the other colleagues who were also waiting for the elevator huddled together, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
Basically, everyone in the building knows that there's a Mr. Chen on the 32nd floor and another Mr. Chen on the 42nd floor. Although they both have the surname Chen, they're not related. It just so happens that they both have the surname Chen. But what's famous about them isn't their surnames, but that they're sworn enemies. Once they meet, they'll fight to the death, and if things get intense, they'll even hurt innocent people. So once the two meet, no living thing will appear within a ten-mile radius.
But this time, you guys strangely didn't exchange a single word. The colleagues looked at each other, feeling awkward but secretly relieved.
The elevator was stuck on the first floor and wouldn't come up. You picked up your phone to check for job offers, only to see another application from a stranger. It was clearly the same person's alternate account from before. "Blind date, please accept my request." You frowned as you looked at it. It was a cartoon black dog avatar, its breed unknown, tilting its head and grinning at you. The username was a blank key, and its Moments were only visible for the last three days. You scrolled through the entire page but couldn't find a single trace of the owner, only the enigmatic smile of the black dog, quiet and mysterious.
Could this be the stepson of Aunt Xu that Mom was talking about? I can't tell his age, but his taste just doesn't seem to match hers.
He added you, so you have to accept? What kind of logic is that! You're already annoyed by this, and this person just keeps barging in like they're out of their league. You immediately reply, "I won't add him, he's a scammer, I'll call the police if he adds me again," and then block and delete him.
After you finish doing all this, you look up and see a face reflected on the elevator wall, gleaming in the silvery-white elevator. You are startled. It's Chen Peiyuan peeking at you, or more accurately, staring at your phone.
What are you looking at?
You immediately turn off your phone and look at him. He's looking at his phone, swiping the screen occasionally, as if you'd only just imagined him peeking. You stare at him suspiciously, a surge of anger and unease rising in your head from the thought of your privacy being invaded by your nemesis.
The two employees in the corner were startled by your voice and trembled.
But you had no time to consider their feelings. You were both angry and confused when you saw Chen Peiyuan acting as if he hadn't done anything.
No, you clearly saw him spying in the mirror just now, how could this be? From the moment you noticed him to turning your head, it was only a few seconds. Most people wouldn't have been able to react in time, especially since he was standing right next to you. You would be the one who senses the slightest movement. Could it be that you just imagined it?!
He seemed to notice your gaze. "What's wrong, Mr. Chen? Let me see if my phone is bothering you. I didn't steal your clients this time."
He emphasized the word "customer" heavily, and you could clearly hear several rapid breaths beside you. You forced yourself to remain calm, gave him a slight smile, and refused to accept his provocation.
Or could it be that you're seeing things?
He was puzzled by your laughter and, seeing that you weren't saying anything, perhaps he felt it was pointless and didn't say another word.
Finally, with a "ding," the elevator arrived at the 28th floor. You went in first, followed by several colleagues, while Chen Peiyuan remained standing still.
His smiling lips and eyes staring at your back were reflected in the silver elevator doors, returning to normal after you turned around.
Unfortunately, you didn't see it.
And luckily, you didn't see it.
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