Chapter 51 Let it go, you sit here
Fu Jinzhi carefully examined the photograph.
Tsk, you're smiling so happily. You had a long face this morning and didn't want to go to work.
Fu Jinzhi recalled Wen Yao's unfortunate appearance curled up in the car seat that morning, and her peach blossom eyes curved into crescents.
If Wen Yao can adapt to the work, at least she'll have something to do.
Over the next few days, Wen Yao refused to ride in the same car as Fu Jinzhi and instead used another car for commuting.
Fu Jinzhi leaves home at 7:30 every morning and doesn't return until late at night.
Wen Yao couldn't stand that kind of life; clocking in and out on time was more in line with her life motto.
“I realized I was terribly wrong,” Wen Yao said to 8848 with a melancholy tone as she watched the movie.
"I used to think that I was tired at work because I worked too hard, but now I realize that just sitting in the office is a form of exhaustion."
"Xiao 8, I don't want to live like this for even a day longer."
8848, who is diligently working on Wen Yao's homework: ...
I absolutely don't want to live another day like this!
How did such a powerful second-generation leader end up like this?
Shouldn't it be coercing and enticing the host to do tasks? Why is the host watching movies, drinking tea, and eating snacks every day... while it's endlessly drawing design blueprints?
[Host, shouldn't you try harder yourself?] 8848 mechanical voice wearily.
Wen Yao instantly perked up. Making her learn something she wasn't interested in was worse than letting her go back to being a vegetable.
She mentally and harshly output the following to 8848:
"Do you still remember your goal in coming here? To destroy the world's consciousness and become the new Heavenly Dao!"
"You back down at the first sign of difficulty? To be honest, I'm a little disappointed in you."
"Your performance was 90 points when we first connected, but now I can only give you 70 points."
"I have high expectations for you and have always treated you as the future of Heaven. Therefore, it is not enough for you to just complete the system's basic tasks. You need to take the initiative to take on more work."
"You're still a young system, so you should work hard and not waste your time. Otherwise, if you just muddle through for a few years, even newly hired systems will be better than you!"
Wen Yao could rattle off these workplace PUA quotes with ease, after all, she had worked for several years and seen her boss make a lot of empty promises.
8848 was shocked and speechless after being thoroughly humiliated by this shameless remark.
But after all, it was a second-generation heir, pampered since childhood, and its level of self-confidence was comparable to Wen Yao's.
8848 quickly escaped the self-proving trap.
Its mechanical voice was cold and stern: "I've done everything. So what's the host going to do? Just retire in this small world?"
[The harder I work, the luckier the host gets?]
Oh no, we've been found out.
Wen Yao raised her shy, smiling face, but her clear eyes were as cunning as a little fox's.
"I've done everything I can. You can't force me to learn something I'm not good at, can you?"
"Does this mean that if a host transmigrates into a scientist, your system will force him to study abroad?"
8848 sighs. Although people often say that success is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration...
But sometimes that 1% of talent really does play a decisive role.
For example, even after its host is modified and gains super memory and reaction speed, its painting and artistic aesthetics are still terrible.
Perhaps if Wen Yao worked twice as hard, she could barely pass, but what would be the point?
It's nothing more than a waste of effort and a thankless task.
"This can't go on any longer," 8848 said with a hint of weariness. "My job is now approaching that of a full-time employee."
If things continue like this, won't he have to work for the Fu Group for the rest of his life?
"Then what do you want?" Wen Yao expressed her understanding.
They give you so much work simply because you've performed well. If I hold back from learning, I won't learn anything properly.
If they have no expectations of you, then you're not far from leaving this job.
What a terrible idea! Wen Yao's lips twitched.
"I told you long ago not to perform so well, but you insisted on making rapid progress every day!"
Wen Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Now everyone thinks I'm a genius. If you want to mess everything up and leave, it's not going to be that easy."
"How could someone be exceptionally intelligent one moment and as stupid as a pig the next?"
system:【……】
Wen Yao sighed and rubbed her forehead. It was time to think of a way to save 8848, after all, she still wanted to be the future darling of the Heavenly Dao.
At noon, Wen Yao went to the 36th floor to have lunch with Fu Jinzhi.
Today's lunch is Chinese style, with rice as the staple food.
Wen Yao filled her bowl with rice that had just covered the bottom, a stark contrast to the rice bowl Gao Cheng usually used to fill.
Fu Jinzhi glanced at her rice bowl, raised an eyebrow, and wondered what was going on today.
He didn't speak, quietly watching Wen Yao's performance to come.
Wen Yao seemed oblivious to Fu Jinzhi's gaze. She picked up a piece of pork rib that was only the size of a walnut and gnawed on it for about 20 bites before she could barely finish it.
Take a small bite at a time, as if you're giving the ribs a massage.
Eating was even more extreme; he would put one grain of rice into his mouth at a time, and if he picked up two grains, he would put one down.
"No appetite?" Fu Jinzhi put down his chopsticks, his dark eyes deep and his handsome face expressionless.
Wen Yao looked melancholy, slowly shook her head, and continued to pick out a grain of rice from the bowl with her chopsticks:
"I probably won't make it through the day, so what's the point of eating or not eating?"
8848 immediately felt psychologically balanced, realizing that the host's quotes from Dream of the Red Chamber weren't just directed at him.
"Pfft~" Fu Jinzhi was amused by her affected manner.
Wen Yao glared at Fu Jinzhi resentfully, continuing in a mocking tone, "Fine, fine, it was my fault for being so talkative. How could I starve to death if I skipped a meal?!"
Fu Jinzhi quickly suppressed her laughter, but her long eyelashes still trembled slightly. "Speak, my ancestor, what is it now?"
Wen Yao finally stopped her magic trick and took a deep breath: "I can't stay in the art department anymore."
Fu Jinzhi's expression shifted slightly, his voice turning cold and deep: "Has someone been causing you trouble?"
"No, no," Wen Yao quickly waved her hand, not wanting to harm her innocent colleagues. "It's my own problem."
"Over the past few days, I've realized that my work performance has been poor and my abilities have declined. I'm not suited to stay in the art department at all."
Fu Jinzhi frowned slightly, "But the feedback I received is that your performance is excellent, you're almost at the level of the senior employees, and you get along very well with your colleagues..."
"Haven't you heard?" Wen Yao interrupted Fu Jinzhi, "I'm just using a smile to cover up my sadness, and hard work to cover up my incompetence."
At this point, what else could Fu Jinzhi not understand? Wen Yao simply didn't want to work in the art department anymore.
Fu Jinzhi: "Then where do you want to go?"
Wen Yao said shyly, "I don't want a job with too much potential. It's best to have a relaxed job with little work, no social interaction, and no overtime. I can sit from the start of the workday until the end of the workday."
Fu Jinzhi: "There really is such a position."
Wen Yao looked on with anticipation, never expecting that such a large corporation as the Fu family could have such a wonderful, leisurely job.
Fu Jinzhi sneered and pointed to the bonsai next to the desk, "Let it go, you sit here."
“The work involved in bonsai cultivation perfectly matches your requirements.”
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