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On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Qingqing was supposed to have a day off. Unfortunately, the higher-ups announced that the heads of a well-known website were coming to the television station for a visit and exchange. To create a vibrant and bustling work atmosphere, all vacations were canceled.
Zhao Qingqing felt like crying without tears. She had planned to go shopping and had even stuffed two pieces of Lotus Mooncakes from Xinghua Tower into her bag that morning. She had bought a ferry ticket, thinking about taking a boat to Mingjing Island to enjoy the flowers, the moon, and the stars.
The capitalists really knew how to make people work! Zhao Qingqing sincerely wished they would bite into mooncakes only to find duck eggshells inside.
This feeling of grievance lasted until noon when her team leader could no longer ignore Zhao Qingqing’s sorrowful expression and sent her out to buy drinks for everyone.
After dragging her feet to gather all the drinks, Zhao Qingqing wobbled back. Just as she stepped onto the stairs in front of the television station, she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Startled, she turned around and saw a few people who looked as if they had just stepped out of The Matrix standing not far behind her.
Those individuals were all dressed in black clothes and shoes, their expressions serious. Zhao Qingqing shivered and dashed into the building like a frightened rabbit, rushing into the elevator.
Inside the elevator was someone from the advertising department, Xiao Li. Noticing Zhao Qingqing’s panic-stricken face, Xiao Li tilted her head to peek outside and joked, “Are you being chased by ghosts?” Then Xiao Li’s eyes widened suddenly, her voice rising several octaves as she exclaimed, “Look! It’s Ye Jing, the new president of Di Gua Wang!” As she spoke, Xiao Li reached for the elevator door, but unfortunately, it closed mercilessly before them.
Clearing her throat with regret, Xiao Li adjusted her collar and tidied up her image as an intellectual lady before asking Zhao Qingqing, “You’re not scared by them, are you?”
Zhao Qingqing weakly nodded.
Xiao Li shook her head in disappointment and sighed, “Look at this poor thing; you’ve never seen the world or handsome men before! You don’t know how to seize opportunities! If it were me, I would definitely… definitely go up and shake hands!”
I heard that Sweet Potato President went to the broadcasting department! I heard he came out of there and turned towards the transmission department before heading over to the advertising department! Ahhh! He’s finally making his way toward our editing and production department!
As several female colleagues’ eyes sparkled with excitement while reporting on the real-time whereabouts of Di Gua Wang’s president, Zhao Qingqing thought to herself that beauty was not only a powerful productivity force but also a primary transformation agent. It could instantly turn serious and professional women into versions of youthful exuberance akin to Huang Jianxiang—truly an impressive effect.
The moment Zhao Qingqing stepped into the editorial office of the Children's Group from Sweet Potato President, she made a conscious effort to diminish her presence. She silently chanted to herself, "Don't see me, don't see me," until Ye Jing stood right in front of her.
He extended his hand with an equal demeanor, his expression calm as if he had forgotten the earlier incident when she had looked at them as if they were ghosts. Zhao Qingqing let out a sigh of relief and reached out her hand. As their hands met, she glanced up at him out of politeness.
She had to admit that in her short life, she had never seen a face more beautiful and approachable than Ye Jing's. His good looks could be described as devastatingly charming; even a pair of ordinary half-frame glasses could not hide the captivating brilliance in his eyes. As for his warmth, it felt as if a mere smile from him could inspire one to leap into fire for him.
Just as she was lost in thought, Zhao Qingqing noticed Sweet Potato President unexpectedly curve his lips into a graceful smile!
Her mind went blank, and a chill ran down her spine as she heard him say, "To reward everyone, I’m treating you all to an outing at a nearby island today..."
"President, what are we going there for?" someone asked, not quite catching what he said.
"To appreciate flowers, admire the moon, and collect seashells."
What the heck! Zhao Qingqing was speechless; she clearly heard him say that they were going for something completely different!
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