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Chapter Twenty-Three: The White Dew Has Yet to Dry 3
Junxi's gaze followed the Infant Water Spirit as she dejectedly stood up from the sofa, not even glancing back at Zhou Xuanyu before pushing the door open.
In the office, just like Junxi, there were many curious souls lacking the courage to inquire. They raised their heads from their piles of documents, trying to glean some insight from the Infant Water Spirit's expression.
The Infant Water Spirit was no novice; as soon as she stepped outside, she tore off her mask of despair and flashed a sweet and friendly smile at everyone. It was as if the sorrowful figure they had just seen was someone entirely different.
However, her smile always avoided Junxi.
It was nothing unusual; when a woman decides to see another woman as a rival, even a man's casual glance can become a reason for conflict.
Junxi spent the entire afternoon familiarizing herself with the company's translation materials. Whenever her eyes grew tired, she would look up to massage them and casually check what Zhou Xuanyu was doing.
The so-called prime location was that from her angle, she could see Zhou Xuanyu without any blind spots. Of course, this was only true if his floor-to-ceiling windows were not covered by curtains.
Zhou Xuanyu's schedule was packed; aside from reviewing documents, he spent the rest of the afternoon meeting clients.
As the newly appointed president, he had to familiarize himself with the company's operational processes, and naturally, he couldn't neglect the social niceties that came with his position.
Junxi watched him as he unusually smiled at people, engaged in small talk, and accepted cigarettes offered by others. She also noticed how his once clean and tidy office became clouded with smoke…
Playing a role that wasn't truly him must be exhausting.
Junxi let out a soft sigh.
"What's wrong?" Xiaolin turned her face towards her. "Are you bored because there's nothing to do? Every newcomer goes through this process; you have to get familiar first…"
"Then what about Mr. Zhou?"
"Oh! You little girl, you want to compare yourself to Mr. Zhou?"
No, what she meant was, why was no one giving Zhou Xuanyu a familiar process? He was just an ordinary person; he couldn't keep spinning like a top without stopping.
"The Former President faxed the company's documents to France a month ago. Do you think someone as responsible as Mr. Zhou would casually take on such a huge task? In just a month, we had no idea how he managed to memorize all that information. Anyway, when he held our first meeting, we were all captivated by him. Look at how effortlessly he deals with those cunning old fellows now. No one dares to slack off just because Mr. Zhou is new. I really admire him!"
Xiaolin rambled on, but it only made Junxi sigh even more. She felt heartache for the struggles hidden beneath his glamorous exterior, but what could she do?
He had others who cared for him.
This inexplicable emotion lingered until the end of the workday.
When it was time to leave, Xue Waiwai called her to invite her out for dinner at Times Square, saying they needed to celebrate in style.
The reason was that she had been accepted by Zhongyuan Group, and that Cao Gaoyuan from the Mathematics Department had also become part of her achievements.
With double happiness arriving at once, it was no wonder she felt like she could fly.
When Junxi left, Zhou Xuanyu had already gone. She watched as he was surrounded by a group of portly older men and escorted out. She couldn't bear to imagine what Zhou Xuanyu would look like after spending too long in such a boisterous environment...
Xue Waiwai and Junxi went together to enjoy the Korean barbecue they had been craving for a long time.
The sizzling sound of the meat mixed with Xue Waiwai's sweet laughter, creating an oddly harmonious atmosphere. However, when it came time to pay the bill, the two argued heatedly over who should pay, causing their faces to flush with embarrassment. The boss of the barbecue restaurant couldn't stand it anymore and bluntly said, "It's not like you're fighting over a bridal bouquet; what's there to fight about?"
This remark made Xue Waiwai burst into laughter.
"Alright, stop fighting over it. When you find a job, it's like a timely gift; when I find a job, it's just icing on the cake. I know you feel guilty about it, but that's okay. When I get old, you can take care of me."
Jun Xi Bai replied, "When you're old, I'll be old too. What will I use to support you?"
"Then let's not wait until we're old. Once your handsome brother Jun Xuan graduates and starts earning money, I'll come to your house and be a freeloader. How about that?" She leaned in as if to kiss her.
Junxi felt a pang in her heart and turned her face away... Taking advantage of the moment, Xue Waiwai quickly bought the tickets.
As night fell, Times Square looked as beautiful as the dazzling Shanghai of old.
Xue Waiwai pulled Junxi around to explore.
In the center of the square, a band was playing. They were dressed stylishly, and the upbeat music attracted many onlookers. A lot of young people even started dancing along to the lively tunes.
"Oh my gosh, it's a square dance!" Xue Waiwai exclaimed excitedly.
"Where's the elegance in this square dance?"
"Junxi, aren't you great at dancing? Come on, let's join in!"
Before Junxi could react, she was pulled into the crowd of dancers by Xue Waiwai...
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