The vest fell to the ground
Another night.
At the same time.
Lin Yu'an - or rather, the current online anchor "An Xiaomiao".
She put on a sweet smile for the camera, and her voice, deliberately softened, flowed out through the microphone:
"Good evening, my dears~ Missing person An Xiao Miao is back! Did you miss me?"
The ending tone is soft and long, with just the right amount of coquettishness.
The barrage instantly boiled over:
[Meow! I miss you so much! Where have you been these days?]
[Honey, I'm so sweet! Without you complaining about the boss, even meals don't taste good!]
[Have you been exploited by that cold-blooded Boss Gu again? Tell me!]
When Lin Yu'an saw the word "boss", his heart trembled.
The fear that had dominated him during the day due to that icy handsome face became clearer again.
He picked up the mug with the kitten's paw prints on it and took a sip of water.
He sighed softly into the camera, and the sigh was amplified by the microphone, full of carefully designed grievances.
"Oh...don't mention it, family."
He drawled, twisting his fingers around the end of a curl from his wig.
"Our CEO has been like a walking iceberg these past few days! The air pressure is so low it could freeze a penguin to tears!"
He leaned forward slightly, closer to the camera, his voice low but accusing.
"Guess what he did a few days ago? He actually made me stay up all night for three days and pulled my hair out to finish this industry analysis report—"
He paused deliberately, looking at the screen full of "???" and "Hurry up and say it!", then slammed the table, "Bang! It's thrown right back at me!"
He immediately tightened his jawline and deliberately turned his eyes cold.
Imitating Gu Lin's calm yet oppressive tone.
"'Secretary,' he said, cold and icy."
Lin Yu'an imitated Gu Lin's action of tapping the table with his knuckles.
"'No ambiguous, worthless words like 'preliminary' are allowed in this report! I want a firm conclusion! Take it back and redo it!'"
After the imitation, his shoulders slumped exaggeratedly, he slumped in his chair and rolled his eyes.
"Old Swan! What did he do with the word 'preliminary'? Is there anything wrong with expressing interim results rigorously and objectively? Does he think the word 'preliminary' doesn't match his group's diamond-encrusted status? Huh?"
[Hahahaha! Is the boss in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder?]
[Meow meow, that's pitiful! Even the initial steps aren't working. Should I write 'After this palace's calculations, this must be the case'?]
[Understanding Meow! A nitpicking boss is the public enemy of workers!]
[Hug meow! Why do workers have to make things difficult for other workers? (Even though he’s the boss)]
The resonance of the barrage allowed Lin Yu'an to find an outlet for venting, and his emotions became even more "high".
He sat up straight, one hand on his waist, and raised a finger with the other hand, with an expression of "sadness and anger".
"We're just getting started! This afternoon, I finally managed to finish the 'Preliminary' as ordered by the old man. Just when I wanted to take a breath—"
He lowered his voice again, sounding mysterious.
"Internal phone! It's that signature ringtone again! My heart sank! As expected!"
He held his face in his hands, pretending to collapse.
"I felt a chill running down my spine even through the phone line! He said, 'Secretary, the risk assessment and risk factor ranking for M&A projects must be done in advance.
I want a clear priority matrix tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM.’”
He loosened his hands, spread them out towards the camera, and looked hopeless.
"Family members, please be fair! The risk assessment report isn't due until next week! The risk factors are so complicated, like a maze, and we haven't collected all the data yet!
He smirked and said, "Do it in advance!" "Tomorrow at ten o'clock!"
Does he think I have a USB stick stuck in the back of my head, or that I'm the god of time management?
[Pfft… do it in advance? Does the boss think risk assessment is like adding seasoning packets to instant noodles?]
[Is Boss Meow Meow living in a time accelerator? ]
【I felt sorry for Meow Meow for three seconds, then... I'm sorry I laughed so loudly! 】
[Quick! Imitate the boss and say 'make it in advance'! It will definitely be awesome!]
Lin Yu'an cleared his throat and adjusted the cute cat-ear wig on his head.
After such a long period of preparation, it is finally time for today’s “highlight”.
He took a deep breath, his face changing into an exaggerated expression of a mixture of fear and "survival".
"This! Doesn't! Mean! Nothing!" He raised his voice with a sense of drama of "going all out".
"Just when I was being tortured to death by the 'preliminary' injunction and the 'risk factor' matrix, and felt like my soul was about to leave my body -
Our boss did something that made the whole company drop their jaws!
He paused deliberately, successfully attracting the attention of all the comments.
"He! Actually! Personally! Cancelled the Quarterly Strategic Consulting Meeting with McKinsey!"
Lin Yu'an's eyes widened, his tone filled with disbelief and a bit of excitement of "watching the fun".
"That's McKinsey! The industry's top tier! The kind with appointments booked six months out! The meeting agenda is set, the consultants are flying in! And what happened?
Just this afternoon, an insider with the Iceberg Face called me, and his tone was as calm as if he was saying, "Today's afternoon tea is cancelled." He said, "Secretary, inform McKinsey that the meeting scheduled for tomorrow is cancelled."
Lin Yu'an imitated Gu Lin's calm tone perfectly.
After imitating, he immediately switched back to his own channel and complained madly to the camera:
“Family! People! Who! Understands! Ah!? I was holding the phone, completely petrified! Cancel McKinsey?! I almost thought I was hallucinating from working overtime!
Didn’t you see the project director’s face when he received the notice? It was as green as spinach juice!
And those consultants who had just gotten off the plane were probably all stunned! Oh my god, this operation is too... too..."
He couldn't find the right words for a moment and gestured excitedly.
"That's too willful, isn't it?! That's real money spent on consulting fees! Cancelling it just like that? Doesn't that capitalist feel bad? Ah? Even though it was him who canceled it, the subsequent work of cleaning up the mess, appeasing everyone, and rescheduling still falls on me, a poor little secretary, doesn't it?
Do I have it easy? I feel like the few remaining hairs on my head are trembling! "
What the hell? Cancel McKinsey? Is the boss crazy?
[Miaomiao Boss's moves are amazing! The willful CEO is confirmed!]
[Although, I feel sorry for the consultant for one second, and then I feel sorry for Meow Meow for a hundred seconds!]
Did Boss Miaomiao uncover some shocking secret? Like, maybe there's a mole inside McKinsey? (Imagination starts)
[Meow meow, don't panic! The boss is willful, take care! Your hair is important!]
Lin Yu'an was complaining to his heart's content, immersed in the atmosphere of "working people sharing the same hatred for the enemy".
No one noticed as he vividly described the details of "canceling the McKinsey meeting."
At the edge of the live broadcast room, a dazzling golden light exploded without warning.
【User L enters the live broadcast room】
[User L gave away 10 "Starship Battleships"! ]
The special effects of the luxurious battleship setting sail instantly dominated the screen, with the engines roaring.
The stars shone brightly and lasted for more than ten seconds.
The livestream room was instantly flooded with comments like "L God is so generous!", "Here comes the number one dad!", and "Meow meow, what a great show!"
Lin Yu'an was also stunned by the sudden huge reward, and immediately a smile appeared on his face that was sweeter and softer than before.
"Ah! It's Brother L! Thank you Brother L for the Galaxy Battleship! How come Brother has time to come and see Meow Meow today? Are you missing Meow Meow~"
The voice is so sweet that it can suffocate people.
He habitually looked at the golden barrage area, expecting the top guy on the list to say "hmm" or request a song.
However, this time, that distinguished area remained silent.
At this moment, on the other side of the city.
Gu Lin was wearing a dark grey silk nightgown, leaning on the sofa in a relaxed posture. On the screen of the tablet computer in his hand was the live broadcast room of "An Xiaomiao".
Gu Lin stared at the screen with a blank expression.
Until "An Xiao Miao" changed the subject and began to accuse the "cold-blooded" and "walking iceberg plus enhanced version" boss.
"Pah! It just came right back at me!"
The female anchor on the screen imitated an action, and her voice suddenly became high-pitched and cold.
"'Secretary, do not use such ambiguous and worthless words as 'preliminary' in your report!'"
Gu Lin paused slightly while holding the cup.
This sentence structure… this commanding tone… even the deliberately imitated rhythm of tapping on the table…
They all felt damn familiar.
During the day in the office, he did scold Lin Yu'an like this.
Every word is accurate.
For the first time, his eyes were truly focused on the heavily made-up host's face, trying to see the outline underneath.
The sense of absurdity was like a tiny bubble, quietly rising in the deep pool of his usually calm mind.
"An Xiaomiao"'s complaints continued, and his emotions became increasingly "high", from the "preliminary" ban to the instruction that "the ranking of risk factors must be done in advance".
She mimicked the calm, unwavering tone he used when issuing orders: "'Secretary, the risk assessment and risk factor ranking for the M&A project must be done in advance. I want to see a clear priority matrix by ten o'clock tomorrow morning.'"
Gu Lin's eyebrows raised higher.
It's not just familiar, it's almost a replica.
How could a female internet anchor so accurately capture the unique tone of voice when he gave orders, that purely commanding tone stripped of all emotions?
Even the unquestionable sense of time limit of "ten o'clock tomorrow morning" is imitated perfectly?
He leaned against the wide chair back, his fingertips unconsciously and lightly tapping the smooth armrest.
The light from the screen reflected in his bottomless eyes, like a deep pool with a stone thrown into it. The surface was calm, but an undercurrent of inquiry began to surge inside.
Then, "An Xiao Miao"'s performance reached its climax.
Her eyes widened, and with a mixture of fear and exaggerated excitement, she described the scene of him "willfully" canceling the McKinsey meeting.
"...He! Actually! Personally! Cancelled the quarterly strategic consulting meeting with McKinsey!... His tone was as calm as if he was saying, 'Today's afternoon tea is canceled!' 'Secretary, notify McKinsey that tomorrow's meeting is canceled.'"
Gu Lin tapped the armrest with his fingertips and stopped completely.
The decision to cancel the McKinsey meeting was an extremely sudden one, a spur of the moment decision he made based on a top-secret intelligence report.
The insiders are limited to himself, two core executives, and... Lin Yu'an, who is responsible for the specific communication and implementation.
Only he, the decision maker, and Lin Yu'an, who was responsible for the execution, knew the details of the internal shock and subsequent troubles after the cancellation of the meeting.
This "An Xiao Miao" not only knows the decision itself and the calm tone of giving instructions, but also complains more accurately about the subsequent trouble of "cleaning up the mess" falling on the "poor little secretary"?
Coincidence? Absolutely not.
Gu Lin's gaze was like the most sophisticated scanner, firmly locked onto the delicately made-up face on the screen.
The anchor was gesticulating excitedly, complaining that the capitalists "had no heartache" and that his hair was "trembling."
That exaggerated body language, that cowardly, angry, and slightly cunning way of complaining...
When Lin Yu'an was scolded by him during the day, although he tried his best to maintain a professional attitude, didn't he also hide a similar sense of dissatisfaction and grievance under his drooping eyelashes and tightly pursed lips?
A feeling of being speechless gripped Gu Lin.
He recalled Lin Yu'an - the secretary who always wore a neatly ironed suit, had his hair combed meticulously, and was clear and organized when reporting work. When he was scolded by him, his back was straight but his fingertips trembled slightly.
That hardworking, positive and slightly stubborn young man.
Look at the person on the screen in front of you - "An Xiaomiao" wearing a pink cat ear wig, shiny lip gloss, pinching his throat to shout "babies", complaining about his boss without any scruples in front of hundreds of thousands of people, with a rich and somewhat exaggerated expression.
The contrast... is too great.
Ridiculously big.
Ridiculously big.
However, it was this extremely absurd contrast that, like a key, unexpectedly opened the door called "doubt" in Gu Lin's heart.
The cat hairpin on his head seemed to have been on his desk before.
Gu Lin's breathing paused slightly.
In an instant, all the clues came together, pointing to an incredible, yet the only reasonable conclusion.
absurd.
Yes, this was absolutely absurd and beyond all his rational expectations.
But what followed was not the anger of being fooled.
It's a kind of... strange, playful feeling with a bit of cold interest.
He looked at the anchor on the screen, who was trying hard to act like a cute cat, completely oblivious to the impending "catastrophe," and a thought clearly emerged in his mind:
Secretary Lin, who was respectful, docile, and hardworking in front of him, was actually such a... lively, lively, and daring person behind his back?
interesting.
The corners of Gu Lin's lips finally slowly curled up into a very faint arc, which was enough to frighten people who knew him.
It wasn't a warm smile, more like an apex predator's.
The kind of control and exploratory interest that comes from discovering an interesting toy disguised as harmless prey.
He turned off the tablet and the screen went dark instantly, revealing the hard lines of his jaw.
It seems that I have to "observe" his serious secretary Lin carefully when I go to work tomorrow.
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