Working in the city
After Sun Mei cleaned up Qu Shiyao's workstation, Assistant Wen arranged for Jin Yuxi to show her around for a week.
After he left, radiating a somber mood, the office door closed gently behind him.
The air froze instantly, and the six people seemed to be frozen in place, completely motionless.
Lin Weiwei was the first to break the suffocating silence.
She let out a sneer at Qu Shiyao and Jin Yuxi, her laughter filled with undisguised malice: "Ha! I thought you really got lucky, but it turns out there was a mole tipping you off!"
Lin Weiwei stared intently at Jin Yuxi. If looks could kill, Jin Yuxi would have been torn to pieces long ago.
Upon hearing this, Qu Shiyao spread her hands, her face full of confusion: "Senior Lin, you've misunderstood. There was no betrayal involved. Assistant Wen was just kindly helping me by pointing out the way because he saw that I was carrying such a big box and had difficulty moving around."
Her tone was sincere, as if she were stating a fact that couldn't be more obvious.
"Help? Nobody would believe you!"
Lin Weiwei was clearly not buying it. She raised her chin, stared at Qu Shiyao with a sinister look, and said harshly, word by word: "Newcomer, I wish you... to survive a week on the 66th floor."
Qu Shiyao shrugged helplessly.
Look, these days nobody believes the truth anymore, even though what she said was also embellished.
Just then, Zhang Li stepped in like a peacemaker: "Alright, alright, Weiwei, Shiyao just arrived, she needs time to adjust."
She turned to Qu Shiyao with an incredibly warm smile, as if nothing had happened at the workstation: "Shiyao, we're colleagues from now on! Please take care of me!"
As he spoke, he patted Qu Shiyao's shoulder lightly in a very familiar manner.
Qu Shiyao smiled knowingly and replied just as warmly, "Of course, Sister Zhang Li, please take care of me in the future."
Lin Weiwei snorted coldly and sat heavily back in her chair, expressing her disdain through her actions.
Wang Qian didn't even bother to glance at her, and simply sat down, turning the back of her head towards Qu Shiyao.
Sun Mei stole a glance at Qu Shiyao, and the moment her eyes met Qu Shiyao's, she turned her head sharply like a startled rabbit, her fingers unconsciously tapping on the keyboard.
After observing the scene, the system adjusted its non-existent glasses, striking a pose of intelligent mastery:
[Host, based on the current situation, should we adopt a stealth strategy to mislead the enemy and lower their guard?]
“No,” Qu Shiyao said decisively, moving the box to her freshly cleaned workstation as she rejected the system’s suggestion.
"The premise of lying in wait is not to alert the enemy. Look at the commotion we've made, do we still need to lie in wait?"
The system was momentarily speechless, then its train of thought immediately took a 180-degree turn: [So, host, are you planning to... flip the table? Take the initiative? Turn the tables and sing a song of liberation?]
It then posed another question: "But according to the plot outline, shouldn't they attack you first, and then you're forced to retaliate?"
Qu Shiyao picked up the rag that Jin Yuxi had generously sponsored and slowly wiped the table, her tone tinged with regret: "Sigh, I originally wanted to connect with them heart to heart, but now..."
She paused, glancing at the varied expressions on the faces of the four people opposite her, "If I didn't have some achievements to show for it, I'd be embarrassed to explain my innocence with CEO Si..."
That's right. The paratrooper claims to have a completely innocent relationship with the big boss, which is like a top-tier Versailles in the eyes of those who are obsessed with climbing to the top of the boss's wife's throne, making them extremely hateful.
The original storyline should have been that after she discovered the difficulties, she would run out to get help from Assistant Wen.
But now that she has reached level one, she only learned the specific plot details in the early hours of that day, and she was completely in the dark about what would happen next.
Her core goals have always been making money and upgrading her privileges; who has time to play the female rivalry game!
Unfortunately, my permissions are too low, and I can't even modify the outline right now. I can't escape the difficulties these assistants are causing me.
The wool comes from the sheep, but the problem is that these "sheep" are now very difficult to fleece.
Thinking of this, Qu Shiyao confirmed the key information with the system again: "System, to upgrade to level 3, the novel needs to have a rating of 9.0 and 10,000 real fans, right?"
Upon hearing the host bring this up again, the system immediately switched to its earnest, persuasive mode: [Host! We're only level 1! Don't even think about jumping straight to level 3. How about we look at the level 2 upgrade requirements first?]
Qu Shiyao neatly arranged the office supplies and began to imagine a bright future: "Tongzi, people should strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill! What if we suddenly fly up there in a flash?"
The system attempts to persuade the host with scientific data: "According to our database analysis, people who say this have a 99.97% failure rate!"
Qu Shiyao didn't care at all, and even planned to use her metaphysical knowledge to influence the system: "Relax, relax! I did some research, and my lucky color this year is purple! I'll buy a purple keychain and hang it up tomorrow morning! Trust me, I'll definitely reach level 3 this month!"
Her tone was resolute, as if she could already see the dawn of victory.
system:【…………】
At that moment, its silence was deafening.
This is like talking to a brick wall, casting pearls before swine, and utterly unreasonable!
This communication efficiency is absolutely amazing!
"Shiyao!"
Jin Yuxi's voice rang out at the right time, breaking Qu Shiyao's daydream, "Here is a simple solution that needs to be output. Take a look and refer to the ideas."
As he spoke, a file was transferred to Qu Shiyao's computer.
"Yes, Sister Jin! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
Qu Shiyao immediately switched to her energetic workaholic mode, twirling a pen in her hand while frantically calling out in her mind, "System! Emergency call! Quick! Make one for me! Now!"
The system looked completely bewildered: [??? Host, isn't this your job?]
Qu Shiyao retorted righteously, "My job? My core KPI is revising the novel's plot, okay? I'm dead and I still have to transmigrate here to work? Is that reasonable? Is there no justice in this world?"
She paused, then played her trump card: "Besides, you won't even appear in the novel! Only heaven, earth, you, and I know! Go ahead and tell me everything! You absolutely won't be exposed!"
The system senses a short circuit in its logic module: [Is this the key point?!]
"Tongzi!" Qu Shiyao's voice suddenly lowered, filled with sorrow, "Aren't we friends? Aren't we deeply in love?"
The system remains silent, silently resisting.
"Could it be... that what she said yesterday was just to comfort me?" The air pressure around her slowly decreased, and the pen in her hand began to bend.
The system remained silent, secretly pleased: The host rarely begs me, so I'll leave her hanging for a few minutes, letting her truly understand my importance! Without me, she'd be helpless!
"Crack!" A crisp breaking sound rang out.
The poor pen in Qu Shiyao's hand finally could not bear the humiliation and made a heroic sacrifice.
The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet office, instantly attracting the attention of everyone, including Lin Weiwei, who all focused their attention on Qu Shiyao.
The system felt a chill rush straight to the top of its head!
Without a second thought, it immediately knelt down obsequiously: 【Yes, host! No problem, host! Leave it to me, System! From now on, just give me any kind of chores! I'll take care of them all!】
If it had a physical form, its tail would surely be spinning like a propeller right now.
Qu Shiyao smiled with satisfaction, approving of the system's understanding.
Great, a promising future for part-time workers +1.
While the system was starting up, Qu Shiyao brought up the background data panel.
Real fans: 587.
Novel rating: 8.7.
Level 3 is indeed a long way off.
[Host! Done! Please check!] The system's voice was filled with a boastful excitement, as if wagging its tail for praise.
Qu Shiyao showered her with compliments: "My God! So fast?! System, you're incredibly fast! You're the god of efficiency! You're the fastest gunslinger in the universe!"
She opened the system-generated file and quickly glanced at it.
Yes, the logic is clear, the viewpoints are sharp, and the format is perfect.
The system's product is indeed top-notch!
The system was practically floating on air. It feigned modesty: "Oh, not at all! I'm only second in the universe! The throne of first place will forever belong to my wise and mighty host!" It was showering the system with flattery.
Qu Shiyao pretended to type on the keyboard, but the screen showed a shooting game interface with bullets flying everywhere.
The system-completed solution? I'll keep it for now and release it later.
As a newcomer, being too efficient can easily make you a target of criticism; you need to know how to conceal your shortcomings.
"Ding-dong—!"
A new message notification popped up on everyone's computer in the office.
Qu Shiyao glanced at the screen and instantly made the classic "old man on the subway looking at his phone.JPG" expression, even abandoning the game.
In the exclusive group chat for assistants on the 66th floor, Assistant Wen's notification was concise and cold:
"Notice: 11:30 AM, Project Progress Meeting, Conference Room 6603. Everyone must be on time."
Although I knew about this scene when I watched the show in the early morning, working people still have a natural aversion to meetings.
Who knows when this stupid meeting will go on? And the braised pork ribs at the cafeteria are limited!
Even Jin Yuxi grabbed a handful of her carefully styled hair in frustration, staring at the notification screen with a lifeless "dead fish eye," as if hoping it was all an illusion.
In stark contrast to them were four other people.
Lin Weiwei quickly pulled open the drawer, took out a high-end makeup box that looked expensive, and opened it with a "click". Inside, there was a full set of eyeshadow, blush, highlighter, and contouring powder, comparable to a professional makeup table.
She began meticulously touching up her makeup in front of the makeup mirror with its built-in LED light.
Zhang Li then looked at a delicate little round mirror on the table, adjusting her facial expression, trying to find the most perfect and appropriate angle for a smile.
Wang Qian was relatively "simple," simply taking out a designer lipstick and carefully outlining her lips in front of the mirror, striving for fullness and allure.
Sun Mei... After fixing her bangs, Sun Mei went back to work.
Qu Shiyao rested her chin on her hand, watching with great interest as her assistants prepared for the competition.
"Tongzi, do you think those girls truly love CEO Si, or are they just after the position of Mrs. Si?" she asked in her mind with great interest.
The system scratched its head: [Huh? Is there a difference?] In its view, the motivation seemed to point to the same result.
"The difference is huge! It directly affects whether I can start new business." She said mysteriously.
System: [? ? ?] What is this? Business?
Host, what nonsense are you spouting? I recognize each word individually, but it can't understand the rest when they're put together. Are you secretly recruiting someone behind the system's back?
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