Chapter 53: The secret was kept too tight, and the landlady became his wife!
"Xiao Wen, may I ask why you were transferred?" Xiao Yuan asked anxiously.
There seems to be nothing wrong with Wen Yao's work performance. Could it be that she doesn't like the atmosphere in her department?
Why? Wen Yao was helpless.
Of course, it's for poor 8848, who has such a nice little system doing her work and drawing drafts every day.
But this cannot be said explicitly.
Wen Yao tilted her head slightly, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Her eyes were obscured by the reflected light, and her face was filled with a deep...
Uh, compassion?
Wen Yao's voice was ethereal and fleeting: "Because I'm determined to give up my life of crime for love."
I will never get involved in art-related work again; I can't let my beloved system silently write code late at night.
[Where do you get so much drama?]
The mechanical voice of 8848 was restrained, initially moved by the host's decisiveness.
But this touching moment was quickly overshadowed by Wen Yao's arrangement.
What legitimate system still lets code leak? The code it cleans up is just normal metabolism, okay?
Retiring from the criminal life for love? Xiao Yuan couldn't understand the logic behind it.
Wen Yao's love interest is Assistant Du, right?
"Retiring from the criminal life" should mean becoming a full-time housewife, but Wen Yao was transferred, wasn't she?
"We won't never see each other again, will we? I'm really going to miss you. Xiao Wen, where did you get transferred to?" Xiao Yuan asked indirectly.
"I don't know," Wen Yao said with blind optimism.
Who else is getting transferred the very next day and doesn't even know where they're going the day before?! Xiao Yuan was speechless.
Forget it, with President Du around, Wen Yao won't suffer any losses anyway.
Let these junior employees just swoon over this beautiful love story for a second.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yuan sent a few messages in a small group chat. The group consisted of her friends from the company, and they usually chatted without any taboos.
Gong Deyuan: Sad, the person with connections is getting transferred, so I guess I won't be able to enjoy free high-end afternoon tea anymore.
Graphic designers don't necessarily go bald: Are you kidding me? She's only been here a week!
Modeling tips under construction: The princess's tutoring experience card has expired, and she returns to the life of an ordinary NPC.
Graphic designers don't necessarily go bald: Where should she be transferred? There's probably no better place for her at headquarters than our studio, right?
Gongde Yuanyuan: I don't know, but with such powerful connections, even those with minor connections will definitely get the most suitable place.
Gongde Yuanyuan: Sigh, I'm really reluctant to part with her.
Modeling tips under construction: Is it that you're reluctant to give up the opportunity or that you're reluctant to give up the 500 yuan performance fee per photo?
Gong Deyuan: They couldn't bear to give up!
The lights come on: the rich get married, and the poor witness it firsthand.
Graphic designers don't necessarily go bald: the rich end up together, while the poor witness it firsthand.
...
The weather was great the next day, with a clear blue sky and bright sunshine. Wen Yao arrived at the art department first in a good mood.
First, I need to tidy up my workstation.
Secondly, she was waiting for Fu Jinzhi's notification: Yes, she still didn't know which department she would be joining.
When her colleagues learned that she was leaving, they all came over to offer their concern and comfort.
When Assistant Du arrived, Wen Yao was still surrounded by a crowd.
Sister Hua coughed twice, signaling everyone to return to their workstations and not get in the way.
Wen Yao only stayed at Rongguang Studio for a week, but she brought a lot of things, all of which were sent by Fu Jinzhi little by little.
A custom-made leather chair to support the lower back, ultra-light blue light glasses to protect the eyes, a silk eye mask for lunch breaks, a matching small pillow, and a down comforter.
Wen Yao's workstation was like a throne; sitting there every day was like an enthronement in the eyes of her colleagues.
"The same chair has already been prepared for your new workstation. Do you still want this one?"
Assistant Du almost used an honorific title, but thankfully he took it back in time.
The lady doesn't want her identity to be revealed now, and it's even worse if it comes from him; that would be a major blow to his professionalism.
"No, leave it for Xiao Yuan and the others." Wen Yao waved her hand.
"OK."
Du Cheng politely greeted his colleagues, took Wen Yao's suitcase, and walked out of the office with her.
Xiao Yuan's pupils dilated with excitement as she quickly snapped a picture of their departing figures side by side.
One was beautiful and graceful, swaying with every step; the other was refined and elegant, like a bamboo shoot after a snowfall.
Xiao Yuan quickly added text and sent the photo to the small group.
Yuan Yuan's photo.jpg
Gong Deyuan: A perfect match, a match made in heaven!
"Alright, alright, stop slacking off and get back to work."
Seeing that the employees were still daydreaming, Sister Hua slammed her hand on the table in annoyance, telling them to hurry up and get back to work.
Xiao Yuan quickly put her phone aside and didn't realize that she had mistakenly sent the message to the company's main group chat.
The first to notice was Fu Jinzhi, who was waiting for Assistant Du to bring Wen Yao up, looking somewhat lazy and bored.
Just then, his phone buzzed twice. He picked it up and scanned it, his almond-shaped eyes narrowing dangerously.
A match made in heaven?
Ha, so Du Cheng went to poach his guy?
Assistant Du was unaware that the boss had already written down his name, and hurriedly escorted Wen Yao into Fu Jinzhi's office.
In the room where there was only one large desk yesterday, there was now a small desk, which was placed right where the bonsai tree used to be.
Assistant Du introduced the situation to the diligent and conscientious Xiang Wenyao:
"Madam, this will be your desk from now on."
"All the facilities are designed according to your preferences."
"So what are my job duties?" Wen Yao asked, completely unconcerned about her workstation.
"You are Mr. Fu's direct assistant, and all your work is arranged by Mr. Fu."
Du Cheng was introducing things to Wen Yao with a smile when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He looked up in surprise and met Fu Jinzhi's death stare.
What's going on? Did he make any mistakes at work?
"Alright, I'll handle the rest. Assistant Du, you can leave now." Fu Jinzhi's tone was indifferent, but he exuded an undeniable aura of aggression.
Assistant Du felt a chill run down his spine. Based on his understanding of Fu Jinzhi, there was definitely a problem that he didn't know about.
The mystery was quickly solved when a large company group chat suddenly started beeping incessantly.
Du Cheng frowned and clicked on it. What he saw was a barrage of copied and pasted posts from colleagues in various departments: "A perfect match, a match made in heaven."
The Fu Group has a large number of employees, with many large groups of 2,000 people each. Ordinary employees can only join one of these groups according to their department and business.
Only high-level members can join each group chat.
In the short time Du Cheng paused, the phrase "a perfect match, a match made in heaven" had already been posted hundreds of times.
"I wonder which high-ranking executive went public with their relationship." Du Cheng clicked his tongue, looking at how attentive these employees were.
Du Cheng curiously scrolled up and finally found the source of all evil.
Yuan Xiu, an original illustrator in the Art Department of Rongguang Studio: Photo.jpg
Yuan Xiu, an original illustrator in the Art Department of Rongguang Studio: A perfect match, a match made in heaven!
After seeing the person in the photo clearly, Du Cheng's vision went black.
Is this guy, Yuan, crazy? How did they end up pairing him up with the boss's wife?!
You think he's in your way?
Du Cheng is such a smart man; he only needs to calm down a little to realize how the employees misunderstood.
He sent Wen Yao's personal supplies to her through his assistant, he ordered the afternoon tea from the president's office, he had Xiao Yuan take the photos, and he even helped her move her workstation...
He did keep Wen Yao's identity as the boss's wife a secret, but now he's gone too far and she's become his wife!
Heaven is going to destroy him!
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