Chapter 48 Eavesdropping
If we were to ask which position in the company has the most frequent personnel changes, it would definitely be the secretary beside Yu Zechuan. The reason is that the temper of his boss is too unpredictable, and if he fails to handle things properly, he will have to pack up and leave.
Cathy has been working as an administrative assistant for three months without any problems, and seven of those days were because Mr. Yu didn't come to work. Every day she prayed silently in her heart that he would take a few more days off, otherwise her fragile nerves would not be able to bear it.
But you can't escape the bad news. She received the bad news at noon that Yu Zechuan might come over in the afternoon.
When Lu Yan went upstairs, he saw Cathy sitting at her workstation printing documents, and she was very busy. He walked over and lay on the partition of the desk, which made him look harmless: "Sister Cathy, I didn't see you go to the cafeteria to eat lunch today, why are you still busy now?"
Although Lu Yan had only been here for a short time, he had already become a familiar face to everyone. He would usually offer to help anyone who needed to move things or do heavy work. In addition, he was handsome, so he was quite popular.
Cathy looked up at him, then looked away with a weak look: "Don't mention it. I heard that Mr. Yu will come this afternoon to bring a related client to work. I don't know if he will conduct random inspections. I can only print out the information in advance. I don't have an appetite for food."
Lu Yan asked casually, "What time will Mr. Yu come over? He should be able to make it in time, right?"
Cathy glanced at her watch: "There's still an hour left, so we should be able to make it."
Lu Yan got the information he wanted and didn't stay for long. He put the coffee and cake in his hand on the other person's workstation and said with a smile: "The cake shop downstairs is having a big discount today. I bought a lot to treat my colleagues. You can have some too."
Cathy was a little surprised. She didn't have time to eat lunch and was hungry. "Is this true?"
Lu Yan nodded: "Of course, everyone who sees it gets a share. Last time, when I didn't have enough balance on my meal card in the cafeteria, it was you who helped me pay for it."
As soon as he said this, he had cleared up the ambiguous relationship without letting anyone think too much about it. He left with the excuse that he had work to do. The original body had not yet gotten involved in gambling. His savings were not very rich, but they were not small. For a department of more than 20 people, each person got a cup of coffee and a cake, which cost nearly 2,000 yuan, which was still within the affordable range.
You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb, but at least he got the information he wanted.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, a pure black Bentley stopped at the company's gate. Two young men got out of it, and the leader was Yu Zechuan. He led the college-student-looking people behind him towards the elevator entrance, whispering something, and his expression was unusually patient:
"During this time, you should first familiarize yourself with the company and then transfer to the Investment Development Department. If you have any questions, come to my office and find me..."
Before he could finish his words, a familiar figure suddenly came into his sight. The person was holding a cup of milk tea, standing at the door waiting for the elevator, bored. The straw had been bitten out of shape. Who else could it be but Lu Yan?
Yu Zechuan was in a bad mood some time ago, and he went on a business trip abroad. He didn't come to the head office for a week and almost forgot about Lu Yan.
He narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and suddenly a deep voice rang in his ears, which could easily be misunderstood as nitpicking:
"It's working hours now, why are you outside?"
“…”
Lu Yan paused while biting the straw and turned around subconsciously, only to find that Yu Zechuan had appeared behind him. After not seeing him for a week, he seemed to have lost some weight. His originally slim-fitting suit looked a little empty, and his eyes were dark and unfathomable, like a cold pond.
"Mr. Yu?"
Lu Yan showed a hint of surprise at the right moment: "Why did you suddenly come to the company?"
Yu Zechuan didn't want to explain any more. He raised his hand to adjust his tie. There was a silver ring on the little finger of his fair right hand. This simple action inexplicably revealed a sense of abstinence: "Meeting."
"You haven't answered my question yet, why are you out during work hours?"
It's already half past three, so it's not appropriate to have lunch.
Lu Yan deliberately gave the other party a false impression and spoke hesitantly: "I..."
Yu Zechuan's voice was inaudible: "Lazy?"
When they first met, Lu Yan was late, and he had reason to suspect that the other party was absent from work.
Lu Yan lowered his head helplessly, as if he had given in: "Mr. Yu, I was wrong."
As they were talking, the elevator just arrived. Yu Zechuan glanced at Lu Yan and said lightly, "Come to my office later."
Lu Yan watched the elevator door close, but did not follow in. He stood there in a daze. After a moment, he suddenly smiled and a sentence popped up in his mind:
The fish is hooked.
As the elevator went up, the young man who had been following Yu Zechuan finally spoke up and asked in confusion, "Brother, who was that person just now?"
If Lu Yan was here, he would be surprised to find that the rustic college student in front of him was actually Xue Jin. He was wearing a pair of thick black-framed glasses, a thick cap that almost covered his eyes, a stiff and ill-fitting white shirt, blue jeans, and a black computer bag slung over his shoulder. He looked very different from the refined elite he would become a few years later, so Lu Yan didn't recognize him when they first met.
Yu Zechuan stared at the bright elevator mirror in front of him and saw Xue Jin's undisguised doubts. He slowly turned his pinky ring and said nonchalantly, "I'll introduce you to each other later. In the meantime, get familiar with the company's business first."
Xue Jin said "Oh" honestly, he adjusted his heavy glasses, and said hesitantly: "But I heard that the Investment Development Department has always been managed by Manager Jiang. What will he do if I parachute in?"
He had been studying abroad and had just returned from graduation not long ago, but he had met Jiang Boyun several times and knew that he was highly respected.
Yu Zechuan said calmly: "He has his own place to go, you don't have to worry about him."
Yu Zechuan did not turn around, so Xue Jin could not see the expression on his face. There was no hatred, no sadness, only dead calmness and indifference. But it was precisely because of this that it made him feel even more terrifying. That kind of eerie chill seeped into his bones bit by bit.
Xue Jin thought Jiang Boyun was going to be promoted, and said with some worry: "Brother, you are not going to promote him to the core of the company, are you? After all, he has only been in the company for a few years. Others may not be able to make it to the end even if they have worked for decades. I feel uneasy."
It is hard to explain why, Xue Jin had only met Jiang Boyun twice, but he always had an indescribable feeling of discomfort. Perhaps it was because the other person's smile was sincere, but his eyes were full of ambition, which was as uncomfortable as gravel in a bowl.
Yu Zechuan turned around and looked at him: "Don't you like Jiang Boyun?"
Xue Jin is an honest man: "I don't like it."
Yu Zechuan curled his lips slightly. For the first time, he felt that this silly brother was quite good at judging people. He reached out to help the other person fix his glasses. His fingertips were cold and his voice was cold as well: "It doesn't matter. I don't like it either."
"He will disappear from the company soon."
The last sentence is meaningful and inexplicably creepy.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yan knocked on Yu Zechuan's office door on time. He heard "Come in" and then pushed the door open and walked in: "Mr. Yu, are you looking for me?"
Yu Zechuan's office is gray, much like the dark clouds on a rainy day. He sits behind his computer desk, wearing a pure black shirt that makes his skin look even paler. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, revealing his smooth arms. His bony hands are resting on the edge of the desk, and you can vaguely see the light blue veins on them.
Yu Zechuan leaned back in his chair and asked directly, "Have you thought clearly about the answer to the question I asked you to consider last time?"
Lu Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing. After a while, he spoke: "Mr. Yu, can I ask why?"
Yu Zechuan pulled out his chair and stood up after hearing this. He walked to Lu Yan and felt the pressure of a superior. "Okay, but it's not necessary."
In fact, Yu Zechuan himself couldn't explain the reason clearly. He glanced at Lu Yan's bright face without any lust, just because of the inexplicable familiarity in his heart: "Some things don't need to be traced to the bottom, you just need to know what you can get."
Lu Yan looked at him straight in the eye: "Then what can I get?"
These eyes were far more alluring than Jiang Boyun's, but there was no desire or lust for money in them, but something deeper that Yu Zechuan couldn't understand. He couldn't tell whether the lingering affection was because the other person was naturally romantic or because he was attracted to her.
Yu Zechuan doesn't understand emotions. His way of being nice to someone is to give them money and status: "You have everything that Jiang Boyun has."
It felt strangely pale and powerless, because there didn't seem to be anything appealing about it.
Lu Yan smiled and was unmoved: "Is that all?"
Yu Zechuan's eyes dimmed. His experiences from childhood to adulthood made him particularly hate asking for things. Jiang Boyun was so greedy that he was disgusted, but he didn't expect Lu Yan to be even greedier. He had a dangerous aura, but his voice became gentler: "Tell me, what else do you want?"
“Hmm…”
Lu Yan deliberately pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell Mr. Yu when I have thought about it."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what's your answer?"
Lu Yan took a step forward and leaned his head close to Yu Zechuan's ear. He seemed to be particularly familiar with this position and even knew where the other person's sensitive points were. His clear voice was deliberately lowered and slightly hoarse, tickling the eardrum like a feather: "Then I will rely on President Yu from now on..."
Yu Zechuan's heart skipped a beat, and he himself might not even have noticed the slight throbbing in his heart. Lu Yan's aura was refreshing and sunny, but he felt as if he had been poisoned by a snake, and his head was inexplicably dizzy, and he wanted to get closer.
However, after the latter said this, he lightly stepped back and distanced himself from me, smiling inexplicably: "Boss Yu, if there is nothing else, I will go down to work first?"
Yu Zechuan is a very vigilant person, and Lu Yan knows when to stop and has a good sense of propriety.
Yu Zechuan suppressed the countless regrets in his heart and frowned slightly: "Wait for me at the intersection after work, and have dinner together."
Yu Zechuan is not a person who follows regular three meals a day, because he is too emotional, and even the smallest thing can affect his appetite. However, since the day of the banquet, he has discovered that Lu Yan can make him feel better at certain times.
I don’t know the reason, maybe it’s because the other person is too handsome?
Lu Yan smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Unlike Yu Zechuan, his emotions are very stable. When the two of them are together, Yu Zechuan even feels like he is being accepted.
The time to get off work came quickly. Lu Yan sat at his workstation, packed up his things, and prepared to go to the intersection to wait for Yu Zechuan. As a result, Jiang Kangkang suddenly touched his arm: "Hey, someone is looking for you outside."
"who?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan looked towards the door, only to see a familiar figure standing outside. It was Jiang Boyun. He seemed to have something to say to him, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, and he kept winking at him to come out.
Jiang Kangkang asked in a subtle tone: "Manager Jiang, your fellow countryman?"
It's not that he was jealous, but Jiang Boyun had a bad reputation in the company. It was said that he was having an affair with President Yu. If anyone got close to Jiang Boyun and was seen by President Yu, he would be dead.
Jiang Kangkang lowered his voice and said, "I heard that he and Mr. Yu have a complicated relationship. You'd better not go. If someone sees you and start gossiping about you, you might even lose your job."
Lu Yan smiled and patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I'll go check it out, you can go home after get off work first."
He stood up and left the office, and went to a quiet corner of the corridor with Jiang Boyun. Then he asked, "President Jiang, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Jiang Boyun looked unhappy, with an indelible furrow between his brows, but he still forced a smile and asked, "Ayan, I called you here to ask you something. Did anything happen that I don't know about when we had dinner with Mr. Yu at the restaurant last time?"
Jiang Boyun suddenly heard some rumors today that his position might be replaced by an airdropped relative. Before he had time to confirm the truth of the news, he was severely criticized by the chairman during a video conference this morning for his inadequate publicity and promotion. He was unable to step down in public, and the entire department was implicated.
In the past, when encountering such a situation, Jiang Boyun would immediately seek protection from Yu Zechuan, but he didn't get through to him on the phone for a whole week. After thinking about it, he found that the root cause might be the banquet that day, so he called Lu Yan to ask the reason.
Lu Yan revealed a hint of doubt at the right time: "That day at the restaurant? Nothing happened."
Jiang Boyun became even more anxious: "Think about it again, when Xiaowei and I went to the bathroom, did Mr. Yu behave in any abnormal way?"
He was so eager to find the truth that he overlooked a figure that suddenly appeared at the corner of the upstairs building.
Yu Zechuan stood beside the handrail of the stairs, looking down at the two people below, wondering what he was thinking. He held a lit cigarette between his fingertips, and the curling white mist rose up, covering his dark eyes, and his brows were furrowed.
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