Chapter Five: He won't let me go! (2)
People were coming and going in front of the Culture and Tourism Bureau office building, and many people stopped to watch the car.
Luo Yan rushed out, ran straight to the car, and swiftly tore down the ridiculous banner and fake flowers. Just then, her father, Luo Muyang, called right on time: "Yan Yan, you saw the car, right? Do you like it?"
"You like my ass! Get someone to move it right now, stop making a fool of yourself here!"
"It's okay if you don't like it, we can change it to another color... By the way, Dad bought you a villa in Jinxiu Huating, I've sent you the password, and the property management fees have been paid for five years, so you can live there without worry..."
"Luo Muyang! President Luo!"
Luo Yan finally couldn't help but interrupt him loudly, "You wicked capitalist, can't you respect the integrity of public officials!"
"Hey, don't be afraid!"
Luo Muyang said smugly on the other end of the phone, "You see? I changed the car logo to a Wuling Hongguang. It's a bit rough, but at least it shows our sincerity in being able to endure hardship. Also, the villa's property certificate is in Mom's name. If you want it, just find a time to transfer the ownership. I'll pay the taxes!"
Luo Yan stared at the string of passwords sent by Luo Muyang with the expression of an old man looking at his phone on the subway. As expected, it was a combination of Xu Jingfei's birthday. Then she looked at the even more glaring "Wuling" car logo stuck on the front of the car with double-sided tape, and she almost died on the spot.
The country is quite lenient; they actually let her pass the political vetting.
Luo Muyang was still babbling on and on in her ear, and Luo Yan felt her head buzzing.
"This isn't about money, okay? I'm just a lowly staff member. Do you think it's reasonable for me to drive luxury cars and live in villas? Or do you think the leaders are idiots or blind? When the anti-corruption campaign comes around, I'll be the living example of what not to do. And this 'Luo family's daughter' thing is like telling you to watch less short dramas, like the food vendor downstairs. Are you trying to embarrass me to death? Besides, with social media so developed now, if someone exposes this online, you'll be accused of ruining a woman's life and become the biggest obstacle to my political career!"
A barrage of questions rained down on him, making even the usually confident Luo Muyang a little unsure of himself.
"Just one car and one house, it can't be that bad, can it?"
"Not at all? Don't you want to hear what you're saying? Is a Maserati an ordinary car? Is a villa an ordinary house? Mr. Luo, we're talking about the rich helping the poor, ultimately achieving common prosperity. I think you've forgotten your roots after becoming rich overnight! Who was it that started from scratch, sleeping in a basement dormitory, eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns? You, at least, benefited from the country's reform and opening up and enjoyed the policy dividends. Look at your corrupt style now, you've seriously become detached from the masses!"
"..."
After Luo Yan's righteous and eloquent "education," Luo Muyang was unusually speechless.
"In short, hurry up and call someone to drive the car back. I don't want the house either. If you really feel like you have too much money to burn, then come and start a tourism project. Our biggest problem right now is that we can't find bids for a bunch of projects. And the country likes entrepreneurs like you who are foolish and rich... oh no, I mean, entrepreneurs with a sense of social responsibility."
"Yanyan, you truly are Daddy's good daughter! You didn't waste your time taking the civil service exam; you hit the nail on the head! That's right, that's right. I'll immediately assign you an assistant—no, to show how much importance I'm placing on this, I'll hold a meeting with the vice presidents below. Just wait and see, Daddy will be here to boost your performance!"
"That's not the point. I'm a civil servant, what performance metrics do I need... Hey, hey!"
Hearing the busy tone of the dial tone, Luo Yan was utterly bewildered.
Most people would be incredibly lucky to have a mother like Xu Jingfei, but who would have thought she also had a father like Luo Muyang? What can she do? She's helpless too!
One week later.
As Luo Yan walked past the entrance of the administrative office and overheard the discussions inside, she knew she was doomed.
"Have you heard? That new girl, Luo Yan, in the Industry Department is the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family!"
"Don't talk nonsense. She's a rich heiress. She's just taking the civil service exam to experience life. She'll be going back to inherit the family business at any time."
"None of you have grasped the key point!"
While sorting through the receipts for last month's cafeteria expenses, head chef Zhao Hongmei said mysteriously, "The Wuling Hongguang she drives can light up. I saw the logo glow green at night with my own eyes. Xiao Wang said it's something... oh, a restricted edition!"
Wang Qiushi, the driver who was waiting to sign for his fuel expense reimbursement, suddenly shivered, turned around and smiled sheepishly: "Aunt Zhao, it's a limited edition, and that car isn't a Wuling Hongguang, it's very expensive."
"Very expensive? Is it worth a hundred catties of black pork?" Zhao Hongmei stroked her chin thoughtfully.
“This…you can’t calculate it like that.” Wang Qiushi scratched his head, not knowing how to explain. In Zhao Hongmei’s mind, the value of anything could be quantified into corresponding ingredients.
Luo Yan, hiding behind the door, frantically sent WeChat messages to Liu Su:
How can we use Marxist principles to dispel false rumors? I need an answer urgently!
Liu Su replied instantly:
If it were me, I would treat them to my grandma's pickled radishes. If they get nitrite poisoning, then I guarantee no one will remember these things.
Luo Yan: ...
"Everyone, perk up! The most important event of the year is here!"
Director Zheng pounded the table, spittle flying through the beam of light streaming through the blinds, “The ‘Yu’an Smart Tourism City’ project has been approved by the city and is now officially launched! This is a major project to enhance our Yu’an tourism brand and optimize the tourist experience! The higher-ups attach great importance to it!”
"Smart tourism? Hasn't this project been stalled for half a year? It's starting now?" Liu Su asked while scribbling on his notebook.
"No need for bidding anymore. A powerful leading company has come to us on its own initiative: Feiyang Technology."
Luo Yan was biting her pen, pretending to be serious, when she heard the words "Feiyang Technology" and almost stabbed the pen into her throat.
Good heavens, isn't that Luo Muyang's company? She just casually mentioned it last time, asking Luo Muyang to get a project for her. She didn't expect this old man to be so efficient. So... should she avoid suspicion? It's such a pity that she can't participate in a legitimate project.
"Vice President Jiang from Feiyang Technology will personally bring his team over later for the first project meeting." Director Zheng's sharp gaze swept across the room, finally settling precisely on Luo Yan. "Luo Yan, you'll be taking the meeting minutes!"
"Huh? Me?" Luo Yan pointed to herself, a little confused. She couldn't even type a meeting notice properly.
"What 'ah'? You're the one!" Director Zheng made the final decision. "Liu Su, keep an eye on her. Go over the format requirements for the meeting minutes with her again. Make sure she remembers them. Every requirement and every detail must be accurately conveyed to the other party, not a single word can be missed. This is related to the success or failure of our entire project! If we mess this up..."
Director Zheng's eyes were filled with a silent threat: "Just wait and see what happens when your secure job turns against you."
Isn't this just like a project that's been buried and is about to rot, and finally a scoundrel comes knocking on your door? You have to serve him well and not let him run away, right?
Luo Yan suddenly felt immense pressure, as if she had been entrusted with the important task of protecting the peace of the earth. She quickly took out her brand-new notebook and pen, sat up straight, like a soldier waiting for inspection.
Before she could even process the news, Director Zheng's booming voice rang out again: "Luo Yan, go put up the promotional posters now. We need to get the key project in the works first. Hurry up, the people will be here soon."
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
Luo Yan nodded and bowed perfunctorily, then ran out of the office with the poster in her arms. With a thud, she unexpectedly bumped into a "wall," and everything went black. A4 sheets of paper fluttered down like snowflakes, and the slogan "Green mountains and clear waters are invaluable assets" on the top sheet happened to land right on the person's face.
The air was so quiet you could hear the smacking sound of Liu Su secretly eating potato chips.
As the visitor slowly took down the poster and looked at Luo Yan with a smile in his eyes, the brand-new glue stick in her hand fell straight onto the clean floor with a "thud," making a crisp sound.
A bucket of ice water was poured over my head, instantly chilling me from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.
She's still half asleep, isn't she? And the man in front of her... What?!
President Jiang...Jiang Sui?!
Feiyang Technology...Vice President?!
The guy she claimed she wanted to hire for a month while drunk, and the one she made her sign a "no-future-at-all-costs" agreement with... the "top male model"?!
He is... the "most capable vice president in the company" that Luo Muyang always talks about and describes with all sorts of cheesy praise?
For a moment, Luo Yan was unable to process this unexpected reversal, staring blankly with her mouth agape for a long time.
Jiang Sui's gaze seemed to casually sweep over her twitching lips, his eyes behind his glasses pausing almost imperceptibly. He naturally bent down, picked up the glue stick that had rolled to his feet, and slowly stepped forward. In the deathly silence, he handed the glue stick to Luo Yan, looking at her pale face, a faint hint of mockery rising in the depths of his eyes.
"Luo... Yan? If I remember correctly?"
Jiang pretended to recall something and accurately called out her name.
"You two know each other?" Director Zheng and Liu Su both looked at Luo Yan.
"know……"
"I don't know him!"
They both answered at the same time; Jiang Sui's answer was somewhat languid, while Luo Yan's was decisive.
"Ah, right, you can't really call us acquaintances."
Jiang Sui spoke slowly, as if recalling something amusing. He smiled at Luo Yan, leaned slightly forward, and added in a voice only she could hear:
"Is my shirt washed yet?"
"..."
A chill ran down her spine, and Luo Yan instinctively lowered her head, wishing she could summon a certain Duo Duo's cleaver to chop her into a crack in the ground.
After regaining her senses, she quickly summarized the current situation. She had "accidentally" flirted with her father's right-hand man, who was like a male model. The expensive shirt was still lying on the sofa at home. But these were not the most important things. The most important thing was the "no-punishment agreement." If Jiang Sui took it out, it would be blatant and irrefutable evidence of "lifestyle issues"!
Good heavens, do you have to add fuel to the fire of her already miserable life?
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