Chen Feng goes crazy
Gu Lin unilaterally cut off Chen Feng's channel as a "care intermediary".
From that day on, the atmosphere in the area outside the president's office underwent some subtle and unspeakable change.
Lin Yu'an never received a sandwich "casually" handed to him by Special Assistant Chen, an umbrella "just happened to" turn up, or a top-notch waist support that "Mr. Gu didn't want".
Instead, there was more frequent, more direct, and more suffocating "care" from the president himself.
For example, a document would land on his desk without warning, accompanied by two cold and concise words: "Verify."
For example, Gu Lin would suddenly appear next to his workstation, staring down at the report he was processing on his screen, and then be silent for a few seconds.
Then he said, "The source of the third line of data is questionable. Check it out."
The compelling gaze and the intense sense of oppression brought by the close distance made Lin Yu'an feel like a rabbit being stared at by a wild beast. His hair stood on end and his brain froze on the spot.
The worst thing is that Gu Lin seems to have fallen in love with "going along the way".
During off-get off work hours, the probability of an "accidental encounter" at the elevator entrance skyrockets.
Every time Lin Yu'an saw that tall and stern figure appear in the special elevator hall, he would instinctively want to run away.
But he was pinned to the spot by the other party's "together", which lacked any emotion.
In the enclosed elevator space, the air is so thin that it's suffocating.
Gu Lin didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on him solemnly without any hesitation.
Lin Yu'an could only stare at the jumping floor numbers, praying that the elevator would land soon, and his back was covered with cold sweat layer after layer.
Although I was afraid of Gu Lin before, that fear was distant and formal.
This fear now is mixed with an inexplicable creepiness and heartbeat disorder as if being locked by a wild beast?
He must have been scared!
Yes! It must be!
He couldn't help but secretly send a message to Chen Feng: "Assistant Chen, Mr. Gu has been... particularly dissatisfied with me recently? [crying][crying]"
The news fell on deaf ears.
Chen Feng rarely replied immediately, or even... he never replied.
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The air pressure in the president's special assistant's office is so low that it could freeze.
Chen Feng sat behind a large desk. A complex project schedule was displayed on the computer screen in front of him, but his eyes were unfocused.
There was a document in front of him that needed Gu Lin's signature, and the pen was right next to him, but he didn't move.
The poker face that never changed was now shrouded in a rare cold haze, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips revealed a suppressed anger.
Tool man.
megaphone.
Disposable after use.
These words were like poisoned needles, repeatedly pricking his nerves.
All of Gu Lin's abnormal and secretive instructions over the past few days, when put together, pointed to an absurd truth - the wise, brave, and ruthless President Gu might have really had some inappropriate thoughts about his seemingly sunny and harmless secretary, Lin Yu'an!
And he, Chen Feng, the chief special assistant to the president of Gu Group, with a seven-figure annual salary, holding real power, a man who could make half the company tremble with just a stomp of his foot, was actually being treated as a tool for love!
Or the kind of person who is responsible for providing warmth, taking the blame, and in the end doesn't even get a thank you, a sucker and a tool!
Thinking of Lin Yu'an's bright eyes looking at him with gratitude every time he received something, and muttering "Assistant Chen, you are so kind", Chen Feng felt a surge of evil fire rising to the top of his head.
What the hell! The stuff isn't mine! The attention isn't mine! I'm just a fucking emotionless delivery robot!
What’s even more frustrating is that he can’t even vent his anger.
Did he rush to Gu Lin and ask, "Boss Gu, are you using me as a wingman to chase Secretary Xiao Lin?"
He had no doubt that he would be tortured to death by Gu Lin's icy eyes, and then be exiled to Siberia to dig potatoes on the grounds that his "mental condition was not suitable for his current position."
This feeling of being suffocated and unable to vent weighed on his heart like a huge rock, making him so irritated that he almost exploded.
He pushed the documents in front of him away and picked up his phone, trying to browse something to distract himself.
After get off work, he still kept checking his phone.
But I accidentally came across the live broadcast room of "An Xiao Miao".
"...Baby, don't cry."
"An Xiao Miao" on the screen rested her chin on her hands, her big eyes filled with genuine sympathy. "When a relationship ends, sadness is inevitable. But you have to remember, the sincerity you gave to him, the warm little things you did for him—these are all beautiful parts of your life, and they will never lose their value because of the ending. Sincere devotion is always worthy of respect!"
Her voice was gentle yet firm, with a soothing power.
The sobbing of the girl on the microphone gradually subsided.
Chen Feng looked at it expressionlessly, his fingers sliding across the screen unconsciously.
At this moment, an interactive session began.
"An Xiao Miao" smiled sweetly at the camera: "Okay, next is the tree hole time of intimate sister An Xiao Miao! If you have any troubles, you can hit the barrage, and we will find a solution together!"
The barrage instantly became lively, with all kinds of daily trivia, workplace troubles, and emotional confusions scrolling quickly.
Chen Feng stared at the scrolling text, and an extremely bold, even crazy idea suddenly popped into his mind without warning.
A plain, anonymous comment, devoid of any special effects, blended into the surging stream of comments and drifted across the center of the screen:
Workplace troubles. My boss seems to favor his male secretary and uses me as a sounding board and a tool. Crucially, both of them are men. What should I do? I feel exploited and frustrated.
The moment he sent it out, Chen Feng himself was stunned.
He looked at the frank, almost terrifying comment mixed in with more mundane questions like "What should I do if my colleague steals my work?" and "I'm having a cold war with my boyfriend." His heart skipped a beat, and then he felt a surge of absurdity and a sense of relief.
Who cares! It's anonymous anyway!
Anyway, there is no way Gu Lin and Lin Yu'an would know it was him!
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In the live broadcast room, Lin Yu'an was carefully scanning the comments and selecting questions that he could answer.
When the anonymous and explosive comment passed by, he was drinking water and almost spit it on the microphone.
“Cough…cough cough!”
He quickly put down the cup of water, covered his mouth, and his real face under the wig turned red instantly.
Male... male secretary? The boss likes her? A tool? Both of them are male?!
This is a ton of information! It's ten times more explosive than his own experience of "the boss suspected he liked me"!
The barrage also exploded instantly:
[Holy crap! That's a ton of information!]
[Boss x male secretary? A tool colleague? Too many factors!]
[Anonymous Warriors! Tell your story!]
[Two men? Your company is really playing big!]
[The tool man is so miserable! I feel so sad for a second! ]
Lin Yu'an quickly cleared his throat, suppressing the turmoil in his heart and the inexplicable guilt.
He tried hard to maintain the gentle image of a caring sister, with an expression that was just right, a little surprised but full of understanding and care.
"Wow...my anonymous friend, your problem...is indeed a bit unique."
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