What should we talk about?
How about we talk about my wife?
For some reason, this sentence suddenly popped into Cen Yu's head.
He chuckled inwardly, then looked at Lou Baichuan, "Now?"
Lou Baichuan glanced at the office. Perhaps because there was still half an hour before work started, the office lights were not yet on—people in their company were determined not to be thieves.
People only start arriving gradually at least five minutes before work begins, and then they clock in successfully at the last minute.
"Okay, now." Lou Baichuan glanced at his office.
He felt that now was a good time to talk about this since no one else was around.
Although he didn't understand what Cen Yu meant by those words, he knew the rules of the workplace and that this topic, especially one related to sexual orientation, was not suitable to be discussed in front of many people.
Cen Yu looked completely bewildered.
He didn't know why Lou Baichuan wanted to see him, but he still obediently walked into Lou Baichuan's office.
"sit."
Lou Baichuan pointed to the seat in front of his desk.
Cen Yu sat down next to him.
Since there were no meetings today, he dressed more casually. The whole company dressed like that, except for Lou Baichuan, who wore a three-piece suit five days a week.
Lou Baichuan turned and walked to the back of his office. "I bought this for you." He gestured for Cen Yu to look at the coffee he had placed on the table.
Cen Yu glanced at it, completely baffled by Lou Baichuan's meaning.
"……Thanks?"
“Here’s the thing.” Lou Baichuan thought of an opening line, “What are your thoughts on this job?” he said, “Or you can share any opinions or thoughts you have about me as your boss.”
He hinted.
“…?” Cen Yu was truly baffled.
What is this? Are they planning to fire me or give me a raise?
Can I say that forcing everyone to work overtime and compete every day is an act of scabismus?
Cen Yu rolled her eyes inwardly, thinking of Lou Baichuan's behavior of sending her a message at one in the morning—
"Cough." He coughed.
“I think we should have our own private time.”
Don't send me edited information in the middle of the night!
Lou Baichuan paused for a moment, holding the pen. He glanced at Cen Yu sitting opposite him—in fact, he quite liked Cen Yu as a subordinate; he was clever and quite hardworking.
but……
Lou Baichuan frowned inwardly; he had no intention of developing an office romance with his subordinate.
His gaze lingered for a moment on Cen Yu's pale skin and the beauty mark under his eye, then he pursed his lips. "Private time?"
"Um."
"Let's give each other some private time."
Cen Yu didn't understand why Lou Baichuan looked like he was facing a formidable enemy when he heard her words.
Seriously, buddy! You sent a message to your subordinate in the middle of the night asking them to revise the plan? Don't you think there's anything wrong with that?
Why do you look like the sky is falling when I tell you not to message your employees after work...?
"Okay." Lou Baichuan finally let out a sigh of relief. "I'll consider it."
Since Cen Yu has already said that we'll discuss this in our private time... if it doesn't affect his work, he can simply not respond to the other person's topic.
He really didn't want to fall out with his subordinates over this, as it would make their relationship in the office very awkward.
He glanced again at Cen Yu's eyes, which brightened slightly after hearing his words, then looked away at the frosted glass wall behind the office. "But let's make this clear first."
"You still need to work hard during working hours."
"Of course." Bullshit!
Cen Yu thought to himself, "The time I spend slacking off is the time I earn."
Lou Baichuan had already reflected on his actions of sending messages in the middle of the night to disturb employees' rest, affecting their mood, and forcing them to work overtime. He was not going to push too hard and decided to stop while he was ahead.
He glanced at Lou Baichuan, who was deep in thought... but he hadn't forgotten an important matter recently.
"By the way, Brother Chuan," he called out to Lou Baichuan. This company practiced flat management, so they didn't address each other by their titles. "Is there a team dinner planned for tonight?"
Lou Baichuan noticed that someone had entered the office and turned on the lights on this floor. Although only some areas were lit, it was a sign that employees were starting to arrive at work.
He didn't want anyone to see him chatting alone with Cen Yu in the office.
It's not out of ambiguity, but employees inevitably overthink things like promotions, raises, changes in the work structure, and other aspects, and start asking around.
What if we find out about Cen Yu himself?
Cen Yu isn't one to keep quiet, and Lou Baichuan doesn't want to come out as gay at work, especially not under the guise of an office romance.
"Yes." Lou Baichuan said, glancing at the computer screen. "You can go out now."
Cen Yu breathed a sigh of relief... He took the coffee Lou Baichuan had given him and walked out of the other man's office.
...
He had just returned to his seat when a red-haired girl quietly approached him from behind and tapped him on the shoulder.
Cen Yu turned around and found that it was a colleague from the design team.
"What's up?"
"What does the Crown Prince want with you?" Sang Luo glanced at the office.
"Let's talk about the dinner party tonight," Cen Yu said to Sang Luo, a colleague he got along with fairly well. The two of them would occasionally go downstairs to the smoking area to smoke together—Cen Yu didn't smoke very often, and lately he would only smoke when he was having a headache over Lou Baichuan's proposal.
Cen Yu still felt something was off.
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