[Wen Qi]: Whatever others give you, you must repay them tenfold.
Ten, ten times?
That means he has to pay back ten bottles of milk for every one bottle he has! What kind of wasteful family rule is this!
Wen Qi saw that Wen Cheng hadn't replied to the message for a long time, and he could almost foresee how furious Wen Cheng would be. Wen Cheng wasn't stingy, but she definitely didn't like being taken advantage of.
[Wen Qi]: You didn't know before, but you don't have to return the milk this time. But you can't just accept things from other people next time, okay?
[Wen Cheng]: Mmm!
Wen Qi looked at the result of his actions with satisfaction.
From now on, Wen Cheng will no longer be so willing to accept things from strangers, including those outside the company, and those kinds of people who might appear in the future.
A dark glint flashed in Wen Qi's eyes. He could perfectly manage his behavior and emotions, but with Wen Cheng, he always seemed to cross the line.
However, Wen Qi subconsciously did not stop it and let it develop.
After being lectured by Wen Qi, Wen Cheng felt that a small bread roll wasn't enough to fill him up, so he pulled out a bunch of snacks from his little crocodile bag. Aunt Li had stuffed them in there to keep him from going hungry, and his mother had added a few more. Before leaving, his father had discreetly given him a handful of candy, making his bag bulging.
Wen Cheng first very politely shared some with each of her colleagues, then tore open a large bag of imported popcorn for herself and started munching away.
After eating for about ten minutes, Wen Cheng slumped lazily in her chair, rubbing her slightly bulging belly, like a useless little biscuit. The useless little biscuit even let out a soft burp.
Out of the corner of her eye, Wen Cheng noticed her colleague's keyboard was practically exploding with fury. She immediately spotted a flaw in the programming language on the computer. Since this colleague was the one who delivered her milk, Wen Cheng decided to follow her family's tradition and repay the favor.
“You’re wrong here,” Wen Cheng said lazily, extending her right hand.
Her colleague turned her head, and in her fiery eyes, Wen Cheng instantly saw four words: "If you're so capable, then you do it!"
Of course, this was only fleeting; the next second, his colleague's eyes shone with the light of an old father when he looked at Wen Cheng.
You're a chameleon, aren't you!
Author's Note:
I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed now. I'll continue updating tomorrow~
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But no matter how fast he changed, he couldn't escape Wen Cheng's eyes.
Whom does this mean they look down on?
Wen Cheng's "Salty Fish Soul" has been temporarily put on hold.
With a push of his feet, he sat in his pink princess swivel chair and walked over to his colleague.
My colleague looked rather troubled, probably thinking about how to gently invite Wen Cheng back to eat his bread rolls.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.
Before his colleague could react, Wen Cheng took over his keyboard. From his colleague's perspective, all he could see was a small tuft of curly hair bobbing in front of him, looking incredibly confident.
When my colleague finally came to his senses and looked at the screen, his expression shifted from perfunctory to serious, and finally to shock—all within five minutes.
"Holy crap!"
"Hey Shen Feimo, what are you yelling about?!" The guy on the other end looked up, scratching his head in frustration.
Shen Feimo stared at him, his eyes wide like a goldfish, but he couldn't say a word. He just pointed with a trembling finger at the curly-haired boy who was doing his homework.
Shen Feimo was considered a talent in the information department. A graduate of a prestigious university, his abilities were in no way inferior to some of his seniors. His situation attracted the attention of many colleagues, who then huddled behind Wen Cheng, watching this rumored little mascot who couldn't lift a finger suddenly unleash a flurry of powerful actions.
The shouts of "Damn it!" echoed throughout the office.
Wen Cheng regained his dignity as a man from Shen Feimo's first "Damn it!", but regret followed immediately. His strength had been exposed, and now he was worried he'd be working 996!
But with a large crowd watching from behind, Wen Cheng had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue. The hardest part was already done; the rest was just finishing touches. If she made a mistake now, anyone with expertise would know she was faking it.
Thus, in just twenty minutes, Wen Cheng earned the title of "boss."
This small group of onlookers temporarily ended when Minister Zhang returned from his meeting, but the way Wen Cheng's colleagues looked at her clearly changed, from initial doting to respect—yes, respect.
In their minds, Wen Cheng has now become a different version: a computer genius who has been frail and sickly since childhood, who doesn't hesitate to reveal his hidden skills when his colleagues encounter difficulties, and comes to their aid, saving his colleagues from dire straits.
Wen Cheng smiled outwardly, but inwardly she was cursing.
Fortunately, it wasn't particularly strenuous work. At his previous company, he had done the work of three people, and even then, he could still deliver food after finishing his night shift and take on similar jobs late at night.
In short, Wen Cheng was tired of the days when she only had four hours of rest each day.
"Chengcheng, can you help me with this problem? I'll treat you to milk tea at noon!"
Milk tea? Okay then. Wen Cheng put down her snacks, got up, and ran over to her colleague who needed help, quickly resolving his problem.
"Chengcheng, here! There are some homemade pickled vegetables that my dad sent!"
The small figure darted away again.
"Chengcheng, there's one more thing, take a look at this. Oh, I ordered a small cake, it'll be here soon."
Wen Cheng, rubbing her slightly full stomach, walked over somewhat shyly.
Even though Minister Zhang was very busy, he noticed something was wrong in the office. After carefully observing the situation, his beard practically bristled with anger. "How dare you treat Premier Wen's precious son like this?!"
However, he had received a strict order from above: no one in the department other than him could know Wen Cheng's identity.
After much deliberation, Minister Zhang decided to report this matter to General Manager Wen.
Wen Qi just smiled when he saw the message from Minister Zhang. He had already anticipated this outcome, but he hadn't expected his silly younger brother to be so helpful.
[Wen Qi]: Let him be. Just let him leave work on time. Don't feel guilty; it's his choice.
When Minister Zhang saw the message from Wen Qi, the man in his forties almost burst into tears. President Wen was so considerate of his subordinates! He even told him not to worry. What an amazing boss! Minister Zhang, who had initially thought his department would lose a valuable asset, vowed never to leave the company before retirement! He would dedicate himself to serving the company well.
After a busy morning, Wen Cheng was already half full. His colleague enthusiastically invited him to go to the cafeteria together, but as soon as he stepped out the door, a beautiful woman blocked his way.
Shen Feimo recognized her at a glance; wasn't this Gu Yuning, the recently famous deputy director of the publicity department of the company?
She truly lives up to her reputation for being beautiful!
With her long, slightly wavy black hair, bold red lips exuding confidence, and a simple black dress that she wore with a high-fashion feel, she looked stunning.
"You, you, are," Shen Feimo usually slurred his words whenever he saw a beautiful woman.
Gu Yuning smiled slightly, "Hello, I'm looking for Wen Cheng."
Upon hearing that sound, every man present heard the sound of their own heart breaking.
When a cabbage falls for another cabbage, what business is it of theirs?
Just then, a hairy head popped out from the crowd. Gu Yuning grabbed it precisely, pulled Wen Cheng by the arm, and headed towards the cafeteria, looking rather aggressive.
But what if such a beautiful woman dragged me away?
Unrealistic fantasies flashed through the minds of the single people present.
Feeling guilty, Wen Cheng took the initiative to treat Gu Yuning to the most expensive tomahawk steak in the cafeteria and even opened a bottle of pricey red wine for her.
Even so, Gu Yuning still glared at Wen Cheng for a long time.
Wen Cheng obediently poured the wine, her face showing an expression of begging for forgiveness.
Gu Yuning was genuinely fond of Wen Cheng, which is why she was so angry; she also truly considered him a younger brother, which is why she calmed down so quickly.
"Tomorrow is my birthday, birthday presents, hehe,"
"Definitely! Definitely!" Wen Cheng nodded frantically, assuring her that he couldn't afford to be negligent on his sister-in-law's birthday.
Gu Yuning gracefully cut her steak, and after calming down, she resumed chatting normally with Wen Cheng.
“I really don’t understand what you’re thinking. Even if senior management needs experience, you can learn from your father. If you don’t like the real economy, your older brother’s gaming business is one of the best in the country. Even if your older brother worked at the grassroots level before, he learned experience in a relatively important department. If you come to the IT department, at best you’ll be the company’s chief technical officer, and you won’t even get close to management. Fine, fine, Wen Yunyi didn’t start from the bottom either. And you’re supposed to be Uncle Wen’s biological daughter,” Gu Yuning always spoke her mind to her people.
Unlike her elegant and poised appearance, Gu Yuning has a more fiery personality than most people.
No wonder she ended up with Brother Qi; only Brother Qi could handle her.
Wen Cheng wasn't angry when he heard this. Perhaps the original owner felt it was unfair because of this, but he didn't have that emotional foundation. He currently had this kind of life, his parents treated him very well, and most importantly, he had a very good older brother. Although his younger brother was a bit of a troublemaker, it was all harmless little squabbles, and he really couldn't be bothered to take it to heart.
In summary,
"Sister Yu Ning, have you ever thought that my true nature is that of a salted fish?" Wen Cheng lowered her head shyly.
The question that had been troubling Gu Yuning all night was finally answered. She had considered various reasons why Wen Cheng wanted to become a security guard, such as someone in his family targeting him, but she had never thought of this possibility.
Yeah, what if he's just a lazy bum?
Thinking of Wen Cheng, who greets passing vehicles with a relaxed expression every day as a security guard, without a trace of humiliation or discomfort on his face!
Gu Yuning gave Wen Cheng a look that was hard to describe.
Just as I was about to say something to him, his gaze suddenly swept upwards, and the words I wanted to say instantly stuck in my throat.
Seeing Gu Yuning's expression, Wen Cheng's expression also hardened.
With a serious expression, she asked, "Sister Yu Ning, did you see something evil?"
Gu Yuning's face paled even more at those words, her eyes carrying a hint of sarcasm.
Don't! Speak!
Wen Cheng clearly didn't understand Gu Yuning's lip movements, and her heart began to race. Wasn't this book a BL novel? Why did it have supernatural elements?
"Yu, Yu, Sister Yu Ning, let's calm down first. Let's move to another spot," Wen Cheng said, trying to appear composed.
Gu Yuning was almost driven mad by Wen Cheng's idiot behavior, and was about to open her mouth to say something...
Wen Cheng received a light tap on the head.
Then a rice bowl appeared beside him.
"What on earth are you looking at all day long?" Wen Qi leaned on Wen Cheng's shoulder, his eyes glancing casually at Gu Yuning across from him.
Gu Yuning swallowed hard, feeling a sense of oppression and fear even from that corner of her eye!
Wen Cheng was completely oblivious, and instead happily called out "Brother Qi," then furtively glanced around.
She whispered, "Brother Qi, you can't come over. They'll find out about our relationship!"
The whole thing is like an Infernal Affairs movie playing out here.