Chapter 8: The fishing rod is shaking; can a bite be far behind?
The next day, when the email about the salary adjustment popped up, Su Ruan was sipping an iced Americano through a straw.
The figure of 25,000 after tax flashed arrogantly on the screen.
She chuckled, a coffee straw dangling from her lips, and tapped the screen with her fingertips.
Salary increase successful!
Next step: Flip over the boss's desk!
Seeing her smiling so happily, Huo Siyue couldn't help but come closer.
"Little Su, you worked so late last night, how come you're still so energetic today? Did you take some kind of magic pill?"
Su Ruan dragged the payroll emails into the recycle bin.
"There was no elixir, but the capitalists had a change of heart and gave me a little boost."
Just as Huo Siyue was about to speak, Nancy's office door opened.
"Su Ruan, come to my office."
Huo Siyue whispered a reminder: "Nan Mama was called in by President Yan this morning for a lecture, and she's probably going to take it out on you."
As she spoke, she made the sign of the cross on her chest: "Sister, come back alive."
Su Ruan swallowed the last sip of her iced Americano and winked at Huo Siyue: "Wait for me."
Nancy's office was filled with a cool, pleasant fragrance as she tossed a stack of documents onto the table.
"You're quite capable."
Nancy's red lips curled into a cold smile: "You managed to get the president's office to grant you a raise on your first day at the company? I underestimated you."
Su Ruan tilted her head and pretended to be innocent: "It's all thanks to the director's guidance."
Don't try to fool me!
Nancy tapped the document with her knuckles and pushed it toward Su Ruan.
"Spring's Passing" will be included in the main exhibition area, and you will be fully responsible for the exhibition layout.
"The first draft will be approved this Friday, and President Yan will personally hear the report."
Upon hearing this, Su Ruan glanced at the documents on her desk, a knowing smile appearing at the corner of her eyes.
This wasn't a job; it was clearly Yan Tingnan personally handing him a fishing rod to lure him in.
"President Yan personally called out your name, so don't show any weakness."
Su Ruan looked up to meet Nancy's scrutinizing gaze, a smile curving her lips and revealing a small dimple.
"How could I dare to embarrass you?"
Nancy leaned back in her leather swivel chair and gestured with her chin toward the door.
"Go out, don't disappoint me."
Su Ruan smiled slightly, picked up the documents, and turned to leave the office.
When Huo Siyue returned to her workstation, she immediately slid her swivel chair over to her.
"Did Granny Nan make things difficult for you?"
"A blessing bestowed upon working people."
Su Ruan shook the file.
"The exhibition setup plan is mine next month."
Huo Siyue gasped.
"You've only just arrived and you're already putting a major project on your shoulders?"
"How pitiful. From now on, you won't be able to slack off together anymore. You'll even have to time your breath perfectly."
Su Ruan turned on her computer, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Fishing while idling is nothing compared to fishing!
...
Thursday night at 10 p.m.
When Yan Tingnan turned off the computer, the hands of her wristwatch had just passed 10:02.
He habitually opened the blinds a crack and glanced at the glass window of the collection department.
The lights were off, and the workstations were empty.
This little wildcat has become a model of dedication and professionalism after working at Qingyan for just a few days.
I voluntarily worked overtime until 10:30 every night, but never went near him.
The little wildcat, carrying bait, roamed his territory, its paw prints meticulously placed, leaving a mark on his heart as if scratched by a cat's claws.
He began to wonder if he had given her too much work.
Yan Tingnan picked up his suit jacket and walked out, but paused slightly as he turned the corner of the corridor.
Ahead, Su Ruan, carrying a stack of picture books, hurriedly returned to the archives area.
He inexplicably turned towards the archives area, stopped at the entrance, and glanced at her back.
Standing on tiptoe, she reached for the top shelf of catalogs.
The milk-apricot knit sweater slid up with her movements, revealing a section of her waist dimples.
Su Ruan suddenly turned her head and noticed a shadow at the entrance out of the corner of her eye.
She loosened her grip, deliberately losing her strength.
The picture book slipped and fell against her hair, and the pearl hairpin she wore clattered to the ground.
She staggered backward, her lower back hitting the metal frame.
Her black hair was spread out, covering half of her face.
Hearing footsteps approaching from behind, she curled her lips into a smile.
The next second, Yan Tingnan had already reached out and braced himself against the swaying iron frame.
At the same time, a pleasant aroma of agarwood enveloped me.
He picked up the pearl hairpin, ran his fingertip over the smooth surface of the pearl, and asked in a cold voice.
"Can't you reach it? Can't you get a ladder?"
"Thank you, Mr. Yan."
Su Ruan tilted her head back, stray hairs clinging to her sweaty forehead.
Her eyes sparkled with light, her almond-shaped eyes clear and bright.
As she took the hairpin, her fingertips brushed against the thin calluses on his palm.
The slight itch traveled along his veins and into Yan Tingnan's heart, making him gasp for breath.
He withdrew his hand, his gaze falling on her slightly flushed forehead.
"Are you injured?"
Su Ruan held the pearl hairpin to her lips and sucked on it, deftly tying up her long hair with her fingers.
"Mr. Yan, is it possible to apply for workers' compensation?"
She gave a vague reply, and the hairpin deftly spun into her hair bun.
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly.
"You're so dedicated, shouldn't we give you a Best Employee award?"
Su Ruan raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly brightening.
"Can I pay the cash deposit directly to my account?"
Yan Tingnan slightly raised his eyebrows.
A raise of 25,000 yuan isn't enough to satisfy this little money-grubber; is he a glutton?
"Cash out?"
His voice was deep and tinged with a hint of mockery.
"You're quite good at keeping accounts."
"Workers need to be frugal to survive."
As Su Ruan spoke, she bent down to pick up the scattered picture books.
Yan Tingnan watched as she skillfully put the picture album back in its place, her movements clean and efficient.
She seems to be short of money?
Was it too little to give her a raise of 25,000 last time?
Perhaps we should add a little more?
There should be an extra zero.
"If I can approve tomorrow's proposal, the bonus will be converted into cash along with my salary."
"Also, Qingyan does not encourage overtime. If the workload is too heavy, you can report it to your superiors and adjust the task allocation."
Upon hearing this, Su Ruan's eyes lit up with excitement.
Cash bonus? Qingyan discourages overtime?
What kind of amazing boss is this?!
Overtime is paid, slacking off is free, and you get a raise and double your bonus.
No wonder cattle and horses from all over the country are scrambling to get into Qingyan.
The more I work, the more hopeful I become; even if I collapse, the company can't collapse.
"President Yan, you have a keen eye for people. I'm best at bowing down for a pittance."
Su Ruan smiled, her eyes crinkling and her dimples appearing shallow.
"President Yan, if there's nothing else, I'll go back and work on the report. After all, I haven't received the Best Employee Award yet."
After saying that, Su Ruan carried the picture album and walked out of the archives area.
Yan Tingnan, with his hands in his pockets, watched her slip away quickly, clutching the picture book.
His eyes were filled with envy at that slender waist.
He lowered his eyes and chuckled.
Little liar.
They've put on quite a convincing act.
They wanted money, awards, and subsidies, but ignored him completely.
Now he acts all obedient and dedicated, pretending nothing's wrong.
Last week, I was clinging to his waist in the bathtub with such madness, it was as if I had been possessed by a fairy.
Those who don't know the situation would really think she came to Qingyan to work diligently.
The days to come should be very interesting.
He suddenly began to look forward to what tricks she would use next.
...
Su Ruan placed the brochure on her workstation and curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
The overtime I've been working lately has been worth it.
Yan Tingnan, this cold-faced Buddha, has no shortage of women throwing themselves at him; let him experience the itch of being left out in the cold.
To catch the Buddha, you need to patiently prepare the bait.
It can't be rushed.
If the fishing rod wobbles, how far away can a bite be?
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