Chapter 75 Rehearsal
As the year comes to an end, every corner of the SNK headquarters building is filled with a festive atmosphere.
Pei Song was screening supplier quotations when the office door was suddenly pushed open.
"Manager Pei!" Several young colleagues from the department rushed in. "The annual meeting program has been decided. We unanimously nominate you to represent the department!"
Pei Song raised his head, looking surprised: "Me?"
"Yes!" Xiao Wang said with a wink, "You are the most handsome newcomer in our department, and I heard that you also participated in the drama club in college, so you have a lot of stage experience."
Pei Song put down the documents in his hand: "But I'm really busy now, the 'Happy Elderly Home' project..."
"We will fully cooperate with the project." Another colleague said, "And the annual meeting performance is also part of the company's cultural construction, so don't refuse."
Pei Song was about to say something when Zhou Feng called: "Come to my office."
When Pei Song pushed open the door of Zhou Feng's office, he found Lin Yuwei from the Human Resources Department was also there.
"Manager Pei, you're here just in time." Lin Yuwei smiled brightly, "We are discussing the annual meeting."
Zhou Feng motioned Pei Song to sit down: "The company needs to prepare a key program, and Manager Lin thinks you are a good fit."
"It's like this," Lin Yuwei said enthusiastically, "We are planning to organize a dance performance and select colleagues with outstanding appearance and figure from various departments. Manager Pei, you have such good qualifications, you are simply the best candidate!"
Pei Song was a little embarrassed: "I'm not very good at dancing..."
"Don't worry, we have hired professional teachers to guide you." Lin Yuwei interrupted him, "and the colleagues who are selected don't have to prepare department programs. Manager Pei, don't refuse."
Zhou Feng added: "This performance is very important. Everyone on the board of directors will be here."
Pei Song glanced at Zhou Feng, and there was some expectation in the other's eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.
The first rehearsal was scheduled for 6pm in the company’s multi-purpose hall.
The nine selected people wore sportswear and learned the moves from the dance teacher.
Pei Song was placed in the most conspicuous C position, which made him even more uncomfortable.
"1, 2, 3, 4, keep up with the rhythm!" The dance teacher clapped her hands, "Manager Pei, raise your arms a little higher, yes, that's it!"
Sweat soaked his T-shirt and Pei Song felt like he was about to collapse.
Jin Shuning was arranged next to him and wanted to die.
"Okay, now for the chorus," the dance teacher said, "Manager Pei and Secretary Jin have a double move. Secretary Jin puts her hands on Manager Pei's shoulders and then does a hip swing in coordination."
"I object!" Jin Shuning immediately raised his hand, "This action is too..."
"Objection is invalid." The dance teacher interrupted him expressionlessly, "This is the key part of the choreography and must be retained. Come on, practice it now."
Pei Song also felt embarrassed, but seeing the dance teacher's firm attitude, he had no choice but to look at Jin Shuning helplessly.
Under the coercion of the dance teacher, Jin Shuning put her hands on Pei Song's shoulders tremblingly. Just as they were about to start moving, the door of the multi-purpose hall was pushed open.
Shi Yanchen walked in holding a document, followed by an assistant holding a computer, obviously going to the meeting room next door.
His steps suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on Pei Song in the center of the stage.
Pei Song also saw him and his movements instantly became stiff.
Jin Shuning's hands froze in mid-air, and he roared wildly in his heart: It's over, it's over, God is going to kill me!
He could feel Shi Yanchen's cold gaze, and at that moment it seemed as if the room temperature had dropped several degrees.
"Keep going," urged the dance teacher.
Jin Shuning wanted to cry but had no tears, but he had to continue.
Shi Yanchen stood there and watched for a while before turning around and leaving.
"Keep going!" The dance teacher's voice brought them back to reality. "Manager Pei, Secretary Jin, you're distracted."
The rehearsal ended at nine o'clock in the evening.
Pei Song went exhausted to the teahouse to get water, but ran into Shi Yanchen at the door.
"You dance well." Shi Yanchen was making tea, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Pei Song walked to the water dispenser and said, "If you think it's good, why don't you sign up?"
"Me?" Shi Yanchen chuckled, "I'm afraid it's not suitable."
"Why not?" Pei Song took a glass of water and turned to look at him. "Didn't they say that all the board members would be here? Let them see how good the president's dancing is."
Shi Yanchen raised his eyebrows: "It seems that someone is in a good mood? He has learned to make jokes."
"It may be due to the high secretion of dopamine after exercise." Pei Song took a sip of water.
Shi Yanchen handed him the brewed tea: "Drink something warm, don't catch a cold."
Pei Song hesitated for a moment, but still took the teacup.
The tea aroma is rich and has a hint of sweetness.
"This is……"
"Cinnamon tea from the Golden Phoenix Tea Garden." Shi Yanchen looked at him. "It tastes very special, doesn't it?"
Pei Song was stunned. That was the tea he brought back from Singapore.
"You haven't finished drinking yet?"
"Of course I have to be frugal with the things you gave me." Shi Yanchen's voice became low, with a hint of tenderness.
Pei Song felt his ears getting hot: "Just, I just bought it casually."
"Really?" Shi Yanchen took a step closer, "Then why did you choose it so to my liking?"
The distance between the two of them suddenly became very close, so close that Pei Song could smell the pleasant perfume on the other person.
"I..." Pei Song wanted to step back, but found himself leaning against the cupboard in the tea room.
Shi Yanchen placed his hand on his ear: "Do you still want to escape?"
Pei Song pursed his lips: "Shi Yanchen, this is the company..."
"Then let's change places?" Shi Yanchen's eyes fell on his slightly moist lips.
Just then, footsteps were heard outside.
Pei Song subconsciously pushed him away and quickly walked out of the tea room.
Shi Yanchen looked at his hastily fleeing back and smiled slightly.
This time Pei Song did not reject his ambiguity, but just avoided the embarrassment of being discovered.
This subtle change made him happy.
The following rehearsals were still very hard.
Pei Song felt like he was back to the days when he was working on his graduation thesis. His schedule was packed, and he had to practice dancing in addition to work.
What made him even more headache was that Shi Yanchen would "happen" to pass by during every rehearsal.
Sometimes he went to the meeting next door, and sometimes he came to talk to someone, and every time he would stop at the door for a moment.
That vague gaze made Pei Song very uncomfortable and always distracted him during critical actions.
"Manager Pei," the dance teacher said helplessly, "You don't look very good today."
"I'm sorry," Pei Song wiped the sweat off his face, "I'll try again."