Chapter 17's irony is precisely about the one he himself defined as a slut...
In the afternoon, Jian Mengyu assigned Yu Wu a task. Collecting customer data from the past three years wasn't inherently difficult, but the challenge lay in Jian Mengyu's strict requirements regarding formatting. From page size and font to page spacing, everything had to conform to her specifications, claiming it would look more aesthetically pleasing.
Yu Wu didn't want to be treated specially, so she still did it seriously.
All afternoon, the entire office was filled with Jian Mengyu's raging anger.
"I've told you so many times to keep a close eye on this project, and you still haven't managed to keep an eye on it? Are you an idiot? Do you think working is so easy?"
The girl who was scolded timidly replied, "But Sister Yu, that client has always worked with Changsheng... and their cooperation has always been very pleasant..."
Jian Mengyu sneered: "If you don't have the ability, you just make excuses? How did Changsheng manage to steal customers from us?"
The girl lowered her head and remained silent.
Jian Mengyu waved her away, then stood up and asked loudly, "Yu Wu, have you finished organizing your documents?"
Yu Wu was really worried and said she hadn't done it yet.
Jian Mengyu cursed, "Slowpoke! The newcomers are useless!" Then she started showing off her official power elsewhere.
......
Yu Wu finally managed to send her what she needed at six o'clock, but she didn't reply. Instead, she called out from her seat, "Yu Wu, come here for a bit, oh, and Gu Yun too."
Yu Wu and Gu Yun went together.
Jian Mengyu sat down and applied lipstick, carefully spreading it with her fingertips, and whispered, "You two will be coming with me to a drinking party later."
Yu Wu and Gu Yun exchanged a glance and nodded.
Yu Wu took out her phone and sent a message to Ke Yanchen: "I can't come later, I have to go to a drinking party."
Ke Yanchen called, his deep, mellow voice seeming to brush against her ear as it came through the phone.
"I'm downstairs at your company. Let me take you there."
"I have two colleagues here."
Let's go together.
Yu Wu covered her phone and told Jian Mengyu what had happened. Jian Mengyu had already touched up her makeup, packed her things, and stood up to get her bag. She casually said, "Oh, okay, we're going to take a taxi anyway."
Just as Yu Wu was about to speak to Ke Yanchen, Jian Mengyu interrupted her sarcastically, "What kind of car does your friend drive? It can't be some junk that's embarrassing us! I won't ride in a car worth less than 300,000."
Yu Wu suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and curse, and forced a smile: "I won't embarrass you."
Hey, what's with that expression?
Yu Wu turned to Ke Yanchen and said, "Okay, we'll come down right away."
...
The three of them went downstairs together and waited at the company entrance.
Jian Mengyu kept a cold face. She felt that Yu Wu was becoming more and more arrogant. She was still in the probation period and her attitude was so arrogant. Did she really think that she was great just because she had a powerful backer?
Sister Ling is always fair and impartial in her work and would never allow any cliques or favoritism within the company.
Jian Mengyu secretly made up her mind to find out who Yu Wu's backer was and kick them both out of the company in a sorry state.
......
During rush hour, the company gate is bustling with office workers leaving get off work.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly came to a stop in front of us.
Jian Mengyu sneered. She hadn't expected Yu Wu's friend to be so rich. Who knew how much she had groveled and fawned over him to get on his good side?
The car window slowly rolled down, and a slender hand lazily stretched out, the tip of the cigarette slowly flicking upwards.
Jian Mengyu peeked into the car, trying to see if Yu Wu had hooked up with an ugly, fat, rich second-generation. The man's gaze also lingered on her, glancing at her with half-open eyelids, his eyes completely calm and expressionless.
Jian Mengyu's cold smile remained frozen on her face.
Ke Yanchen.
It was as if struck by lightning.
She never expected to meet Ke Yanchen under these circumstances, the man she had always longed for since her teenage years.
After graduating from high school, she never saw Ke Yanchen again, and didn't even get his contact information.
And how did he end up getting involved with Yu Wu again? Anyone else would do, but not Yu Wu, whom he personally labeled a slut and whose story became known throughout the school.
It's incredibly ironic.
Can those opinions that can crush one's self-esteem really not affect their determination to get back together?
How could Ke Yanchen be deceived again, and how could Yu Wu be so shameless and spineless?
Jian Mengyu gritted her teeth, trying to control her burning jealousy and resentment.
......
The next moment, Ke Yanchen noticed the gloom behind Jian Mengyu. He turned his head to extinguish the cigarette, opened the door and got out of the car.
He stood tall and straight, his face expressionless, and walked straight up to Yu Wu before a slight smile appeared on his lips.
The two exchanged a few words.
Despite being so close, Jian Mengyu couldn't hear anything clearly.
My ears were ringing, drowning out all the noise.
Jian Mengyu turned her head away, her throat tightening slightly.
Why.
Why is it foggy again?
Back then, everyone in the school knew that Ke Yanchen disliked Yuwu.
...
Yu Wu gave a brief introduction, then softly called to the dazed and dejected Jian Mengyu, "Sister Yu?"
Although Yu Wu and Jian Mengyu are the same age, she is her boss, so Yu Wu has to give her face and calls her Sister Yu, just like everyone else in the office.
"Oh." Jian Mengyu came back to her senses, raised her eyelashes to look at Ke Yanchen, who only nodded slightly as a symbolic greeting, his lips curving indifferently.
This was the first time he had ever looked at her properly.
In high school, Yuan Yin transferred to Class 6, and Jian Mengyu tried desperately to curry favor with her, hoping that Yuan Yin could bring her into Ke Yanchen's circle. Despite her humble efforts, she didn't even get a second glance from Ke Yanchen.
The first time Ke Yanchen looked at her seriously and greeted her was because of Yu Wu.
It was because of Yu Wu, whom she looked down upon the most.
...
"Get in the car," Yu Wu called out.
Jian Mengyu opened the passenger door as a matter of course, and Ke Yanchen glanced at her sideways, his gaze indifferent.
"Ikuko," he called.
Without saying a word, Jian Mengyu slammed the door shut and went to the back seat.
Yu Wu had already taken her seat in the back, but seeing Jian Mengyu rushing aggressively towards the back, she could only go to the front.
Gu Yun noticed that Jian Mengyu was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to say a word and huddled nervously in the corner.
The atmosphere was oppressive, and they arrived at the restaurant in silence.
After they got out of the car, Ke Yanchen sat in the driver's seat, and Yu Wu said goodbye to him.
He glanced down at Yu Wu's ankle. "Is your foot alright?"
"That's much better." Yu Wu smiled. "Thank you for your help today."
Ke Yanchen remained noncommittal, simply stating, "Call me if anything happens."
"good."
......
Yu Wu turned her head and saw Jian Mengyu, who looked like a demon.
She stared directly into Yu Wu's eyes and asked bluntly, "How did you two meet?"
"Sister Yu, this is my private life."
Jian Mengyu stared intently at her, then turned and walked away quickly without saying a word.
Gu Yun wondered why Jian Mengyu was acting so strangely today, and whispered to Yu Wu, "What's wrong, Sister Yu?"
Yu Wu sneered, "Go crazy."
Gu Yun tugged at Yu Wu's arm, "Sister Yu, was that your boyfriend just now? He's so handsome! Like a movie star!"
Yu Wu smiled and replied, "Not yet."
Gu Yun looked like he'd stumbled upon some gossip, and gave a meaningful "Oh."
She shrank back and said to Yu Wu, "Be careful later, don't drink too much. I heard that Sister Yu especially likes to have us young girls drink with her, and we also have to watch out for clients' groping hands. This is my first time attending a drinking party like this."
Yu Wu let out a surprised "Ah!"
She used to be a junior project leader, and sometimes she couldn't avoid having dinner parties, but they were all normal discussions about projects, and at most she would have a drink.
......
Yu Wu and Gu Yun pushed open the door to the private room, and Jian Mengyu was already chatting enthusiastically with her client.
She discovered that Jian Mengyu had become more tactful than before, despite her impulsive nature.
For example, right now, Jian Mengyu is lying through her teeth, saying to a bald client, "President Wang is getting more and more handsome. Who knows how many young girls he's charming outside!"
Then, turning to the portly man, she said, "Oh, Mr. Li, you look radiant! You must be having a great time lately!"
The two clients were beaming with pride.
Jian Mengyu glared at Yu Wu and Gu Yun, feigning anger, and said, "Look at my two subordinates, they went to the toilet as soon as they arrived, they're so unreliable! Come on, let's toast President Wang and President Li first!"
President Wang and President Li leered, their eyes brazenly scanning Yu Wu and Gu Yun.
Yu Wu and Gu Yun each poured themselves a glass of wine, smiled apologetically, and drank it down in one gulp.
My throat felt burning, and I almost cried.
"Hahaha! The girls under Xiao Jian's command are indeed quite good!" The bald man called Boss Wang greeted, "Come, come, sit down!"
A large round table that can accommodate ten people was set up. Jian Mengyu sat at one end, while Yu Wu and Gu Yun sat next to President Wang and President Li, respectively.
With the food served, Jian Mengyu began discussing some project-related matters.
Mr. Li and Mr. Wang skillfully changed the subject.
Jian Mengyu winked at Yu Wu, "Yu Wu, try to make Mr. Wang next to you happy! Come on, have a few more drinks and say some nice things!"
She thought maliciously to herself: It would be best if you got drunk and let that bald man take advantage of you!
Yu Wu felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that it was inevitable to have a drink when discussing cooperation, and besides, this was also his own project, he closed his eyes, stood up, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, it's our first meeting, so I have to toast with you. Come on, let's clink glasses and wish you a fortune."
Mr. Wang chuckled, looked her up and down, and patted Yu Wu's shoulder, "This young lady knows how to handle things!"
Yu Wu felt disgusted by his touch, but she subtly dodged away and poured herself a drink. "I'll drink this one first!"
Mr. Wang laughed heartily, grabbed Yu Wu's slender waist again, and hugged her tightly twice, his foul breath hitting Yu Wu's face: "Little girl, you have such a sweet tongue!"
Jian Mengyu smiled ingratiatingly and said, "It's all because you're so charming, Mr. Wang! Young girls these days just like someone like you!"
Yu Wu shoved away President Wang's groping hand, trying her best to control her emotions, "President Wang, your hand is in the wrong place."
Mr. Wang's face immediately fell. He plopped down, snorted coldly, and looked at Jian Mengyu, saying in a affected tone, "Little Jian, you don't know any manners."
Jian Mengyu quickly went around the table and smiled apologetically at President Wang: "She's new here and doesn't know any better! Please forgive her!" Then she frantically winked at Yu Wu.
Yu Wu pretended not to see it, and sat down with a cold face, eating a few bites of food by herself.
Mr. Li watched the spectacle with amusement, exhaling a puff of smoke as he put his arm around Gu Yun's shoulder. Gu Yun simply lowered her head, biting her lip and remaining silent. Mr. Li scoffed, "A clueless girl like that needs to be taught a lesson."
Yu Wu saw the salted pig's trotter that President Li had placed on Gu Yun's shoulder, then turned to Jian Mengyu and questioned, "Jian Mengyu, is this how you conduct business? Letting clients hold girls in their arms while you talk business?"
Jian Mengyu smiled obsequiously at President Li and pulled Yu Wu's arm as they walked out. Her grip was so strong that it reddened Yu Wu's skin.
Yu Wu forcefully shoved her away, "Say something!"
"Yu Wu, don't be so arrogant!" Jian Mengyu turned around and pointed at Yu Wu sharply, her face cold and her gaze sharp. "Don't forget you're still on probation!"
The two stared at each other, their gazes practically sizzling with tension.
Mr. Li and Mr. Wang were happy to watch the spectacle unfold, remaining silent, and the scene quieted down for a moment.
"Then I'll be arrogant." Yu Wu turned around, picked up her bag, walked around to Gu Yun's side, slapped away the sloppy pig's trotter that President Li had placed on Gu Yun's shoulder, and pulled Gu Yun up. "Let's go."
Mr. Li took a drag of his cigarette and chuckled lewdly, "Little Jian, your subordinates really have quite the temper!"
Jian Mengyu blocked the doorway. "Yu Wu, have you thought this through? You're primarily responsible for ruining the project! Believe me, I'll fire you tonight!"
Yu Wu feigned surprise, "Sister Yu, you have such a powerful background in the company?"
Jian Mengyu's face twisted in a ferocious grin. "If you're scared, then go and drink with me!"
Yu Wu narrowed her eyes and smiled like a fox: "But I... I'm not afraid at all." After saying that, she grabbed Gu Yun's wrist, brushed Jian Mengyu's shoulder roughly, and left.
......
Stepping out of the restaurant, I was finally able to breathe in the fresh air outside.
Gu Yun frowned, looking timid. "Sister Yu, you're still on probation. We're definitely doomed!"
Gu Yuncai had only recently graduated and was still just a young girl, so it was understandable that she was afraid.
Yu Wu pinched Gu Yun's nose, "I've got your back, don't be afraid!"
Gu Yun sighed deeply, still somewhat worried.
Yu Wu hailed a car and let Gu Yun get in first, saying, "Let me know when you get home."
Gu Yun agreed.
Yu Wu also flagged down a car, got in, gave her address, lay down on the seat, and rubbed her temples.
It's quite tiring.
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Author's Note: [Noob][Noob][Noob]
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