107. Calm, but not quiet
The packed meal arrived. Ling Ling grabbed the paper bag, turned to face Yu Chuanbei, but with her eyes downcast, she said, "I don't know what to do either. Let's just calm down for a while. You haven't had dinner either, right? I just ordered the same thing again. You can pick it up directly with your next order." She walked around him and was about to leave. Yu Chuanbei followed closely and said, "Where are you staying tonight?" "A hotel near the company." "Then how about we stay together? I don't have anywhere else to stay, let's save some money on the room." He suddenly became shameless. Ling Ling rolled her eyes at him angrily, pushed him away with her elbow, left the restaurant, and went back to the company to work overtime. The next day, the person who came to the door again was no longer Yu Chuanbei, but Bai Xiaoxiao. Ling Ling heard the front desk say someone was looking for her, but when she went downstairs, she saw this woman who was dressed too much. Ling Ling was too lazy to waste time on her, so she turned around and tried to leave, but she caught up with her. She had no choice but to slip through the revolving door and lead the woman outside the building to avoid being seen by her colleagues. She couldn't claim she was helping her ex-boyfriend resolve his attachment to his first love. But she quietly called Yu Chuanbei on her phone, hoping he'd hear what was happening and quickly claim the woman. "Your name is Lingling, right? I heard it from Xiaobei," Bai Xiaoxiao said arrogantly, a hint of annoyance etched across her pretty face. Ling Ling pushed her hand away, signaling her not to go on. "My name is not important, because my world and yours don't need to have any intersection at all. If you have any requests, go directly to Yu Chuanbei. I can't help you, nor do I want to help you. I'm not interested in getting to know you, nor am I interested in knowing anything about between you. I'm very busy, I love my job, it's working hours now, and chatting about private matters with you here is a violation, you're not worth my violation." But Bai Xiaoxiao stood in front of her, not letting her go, and then said domineeringly: "You also know the lethality of first love. I'm here just to tell you that I will reconcile with Yu Chuanbei. Since you have decided to break up with him, don't drag it out, and please don't bother us in the future." Ling Ling seemed quite interested after hearing her say this. "Hehe, I have absolutely no interest in you as a person, but I am quite interested in your distorted mentality. What's the reason for your confidence to treat first love as a long-term meal ticket? The only killing power of first love is 'nostalgia'. Now that you've used up that last bullet, what killing power do you have left? You're like a toothless old woman, unable to bite anything, but still jumping up and down and cursing. Seeing you, I can already imagine the ridiculous things Yu Chuanbei would have done when he was young and ignorant."
The packed meal arrived. Ling Ling grabbed the paper bag, turned to face Yu Chuanbei, but with her eyes downcast, she said, "I don't know what to do either. Let's just calm down for a while. You haven't had dinner yet, have you? I just ordered another serving of the same thing. You can pick it up directly with your next order."
She walked around him and was about to leave. Yu Chuanbei took two steps forward and asked, "Where are you staying tonight?"
“A hotel near the company.”
"Can we live together? I have nowhere else to live, so let's save some rent." He suddenly became dishonest.
Ling Ling rolled her eyes at him hatefully, nudged him away with her elbow, left the restaurant, and went back to the company to work overtime.
The next day, the person who came to visit was no longer Yu Chuanbei, but Bai Xiaoxiao.
Ling Ling heard the front desk say someone was looking for her, but when she went downstairs she saw this woman who was dressed too aggressively.
Ling Ling, too lazy to waste time with her, turned to leave, but she caught up with her. She had no choice but to slip through the revolving door and guide the woman outside the building to avoid being seen by her colleagues. She couldn't claim she was helping her ex-boyfriend resolve his attachment to his first love. But she quietly called Yu Chuanbei on her phone, hoping he'd hear what was happening and claim the woman as soon as possible.
"Your name is Lingling, right? I heard it from Xiaobei." Bai Xiaoxiao said arrogantly, with a disgusting look on her pretty face.
Ling Ling pushed her away, signaling her not to continue. "My name is not important, because my world and yours don't need to have any intersection. If you have any requests, go directly to Yu Chuanbei. I can't help you, nor do I want to help you. I have no interest in getting to know you, nor am I interested in knowing anything about your relationship. I'm very busy, and I love my job. It's work time now, and chatting about personal matters with you here is against the rules. You're not worth my breaking the rules."
But Bai Xiaoxiao stood in front of her, not letting her go, and then said domineeringly: "You also know the lethality of first love. I just came here to tell you that I will get back together with Yu Chuanbei. Since you have decided to break up with him, don't drag it out, and don't bother us in the future."
After hearing what she said, Ling Ling seemed quite interested: "Hehe, I have absolutely no interest in you as a person, but I am quite interested in your abnormal psychology. What is the confidence that you rely on to treat first love as a long-term meal ticket? The only killing power of first love is 'nostalgia'. Now that you have used up this last bullet, what killing power do you still have? You are like a toothless old lady, unable to bite anything, but still jumping up and down and cursing. Seeing you, I can already imagine what ridiculous things Yu Chuanbei would do when he was young and ignorant."
"Why are you swearing at me!" Bai Xiaoxiao was angry.
"What else?" Ling Ling rubbed her forehead with a smile and said, "You came here just to get yourself into trouble, didn't you? You don't think I'll be so friendly with you and give you everything you want, do you? Is your confidence the result of a dog eating your emotional intelligence?"
Ling Ling shook her head speechlessly, and domineeringly walked around her to pull the door handle of the side door.
Bai Xiaoxiao angrily pressed the glass door back to prevent her from leaving. She used too much force and the stainless steel door handle bounced back and hit Ling Ling.
Ling Ling instinctively shielded her head with her arms, expecting a heavy blow, but suddenly someone protected her and stood in front of her.
The one who came was Yu Chuanbei. He was hit hard on the shoulder that was protecting her. Ling Ling felt distressed at first, and then she cursed him in her heart that he deserved it.
"Are you okay?" Yu Chuanbei asked Ling Ling gently.
Ling Ling, however, did not seem moved and responded, "What can happen to me? You are the one who is physically injured, and she is the one who is mentally injured. You two should bandage yourselves."
Ling Ling wanted to leave again, but he held her hand tightly, "Don't go. I was in such an important meeting at the company just now. I skipped work as soon as I received your call and came here. I have to use this important time to see you."
Bai Xiaoxiao wasn't here to watch them show off their affection. She jumped up and down and asked Yu Chuanbei, "When we first had sex, you said you would take care of me forever!"
Ling Ling didn't want to hear this, so she shook off his hand and tried to leave, but he still held it tightly.
He calmly said to Bai Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, it was you who cheated on me, it was you who broke up with me, and now it's you who's bringing up the past and ruining my life. Do you think my life is a stage set by you? After meeting Lingling, I've always regretted being with you, and now you're forcing me to tell you right here and now. You probably haven't moved out of my house yet, right? I'll give you two more hours to clear out. I've already listed the house for sale on the real estate agency's website, and I don't want the house you ruined to become a shadow for Lingling and me when we move in again. The real estate agent will show you the house tonight, so please be on your own."
Bai Xiaoxiao was so angry that her face turned pale. Her trembling lips made her unable to utter a word. She could only wipe her tears and run away.
"You don't need to sell the house. I won't live here anymore." Ling Ling was still trying to shake off his hand, but failed repeatedly.
Yu Chuanbei no longer had a cold expression on his face towards Bai Xiaoxiao. Instead, he turned to her with gentleness. "She's made a mess of our home, so I'm going to move. I've thought about moving closer to your company so you can commute more easily. This is a good time. Don't feel burdened."
Ling Ling suddenly felt lost, standing there, unsure of what to do. So much had happened in the past two days, so much she'd never experienced before. She'd thought she could just say goodbye, but facing his kindness, she felt like surrendering again.
He pulled her into his arms, kissed her hair and said, "I missed you so much."
Ling Ling responded to him in a low voice: "I really don't know what to do now. Let's calm down for a while, okay?"
"Calm down, calm down. I'm afraid that in the end there will only be coldness, not silence." He said in a lost voice.
Ling Ling finally slipped out of his warm embrace. "Let me think about it. I have to go back to work first."
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ling Ling returned to her workstation and heard Gu Chuqi arguing with Bai Yihuan again, which ultimately ended with Bai Yihuan's victory. Arguing in the workplace isn't about reason or skill, but about who has the lowest bottom line.
Chu Qi sat back at her workstation in a huff. Ling Ling couldn't help but whisper to her, "In the company, arguing with anyone will hurt your core. No matter who the other person is or whether you are right or wrong, outsiders will think it takes two to tango. So don't argue with her anymore."
"But she is so mean, I really can't help it!" Chuqi was still upset.
Ling Ling continued to patiently persuade her, "So you should keep a low profile. Be talented, have emotional intelligence, and be broad-minded. Dominate every field with your arrogance. Make him jealous but unable to kill you. All your personal grudges will be in vain. Again, we must shine unscrupulously. Don't bother with them. Don't give this beautiful world to those bitches!"
Gu Chuqi smiled in relief after hearing Ling Ling's explanation, then frowned again at the computer screen. "Hey, I've created the basic graphics for the Xinlin Paint copy, but the slogan isn't memorable enough. Could you help me take a look?"
Ling Ling slid her swivel chair over to Chu Qi's computer, carefully reviewed the document she had designed, and praised it, "It's quite good. It suits your style very well, with bright colors and cutting-edge content. Domestic paint companies like Xinlin are still mainly in the lower-tier markets for home decoration, and their profit margins have always been low. I think you've made a great point in positioning it as a personalized choice for Generation Z."
Upon hearing Ling Ling's praise, Chu Qi immediately forgot all his worries and got back to work. "Here's what I'm thinking about this plan: White paint is a popular color, but it doesn't make people remember Xinlin. If it wants to stand out in big cities, it needs its own unique product label, like 'White goes with everything, but I prefer a bold color.' But—that slogan is too old-fashioned. I haven't thought of a better one yet."
Ling Ling pondered for a moment, then said, "How about trying to find a homonym for 'all-match'? For example, 'unyielding', 'invulnerable to all poisons', 'never tired of seeing'. Imagine your ad: a simple girl walks into her bare-bones apartment. Her aunts, uncles, and greasy, father-like men keep nagging her to choose white, saying it's 'all-match'. Then she splashes blue paint on the wall. The world suddenly becomes quiet. She comfortably admires her masterpiece. The slogan appears on the screen: I don't want all-match, I want unyielding.
Then, a cool and sassy girl scribbled colorful paint on the wall. The picture looked fierce and had a strong visual impact. The slogan was: I don’t want to match any style, I want to be immune to all poisons.
Finally, you can be a sweet princess-style girl, using a small brush like a foundation brush to paint pink paint on the wall. This means: I don’t want to match everything, I want to never get tired of it.
Once there is a design that rhymes and is catchy, people will find it particularly reasonable and will be convinced of the concept of the product. What do you think? "
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