Chapter 1641: Chapter 1642: A Term Reserved for Fox Fairies
"It’s our Deputy General Manager. Secretary Lin wants me to take you to see him. Oh, you know, I’ve been with the company for so long, you’re the first new employee personally named by Director Zhang."
"Really? Sounds impressive." Although you don’t know what Zhang Qiang wants, this way you can avoid your elder sister. Furthermore, your task is to enter Haitian Building; it doesn’t necessarily have to be with Cen Nong. Following Zhang Qiang inside would be the same.
Thinking of it this way, you feel your path forward has opened up a bit. You immediately bid farewell to Old Xing, took the CEO’s special elevator, and headed to the fifty-sixth floor, which is Director Zhang’s office.
Cen Nong and Zhang Qiang’s offices are both on the fifty-sixth floor, along with other senior executives. When you and the fish-faced woman exit the elevator, you happen to run into Li Qiyi, who at this moment is leading four employees towards the elevator. Seeing you arrive at the top floor, her two arched eyebrows naturally furrow.
"What are you doing here?"
The fish-faced woman sees Group No. 3 speaking, quickly puts on a smiling face and says, "Secretary Lin, Director Zhang asked me to bring this new employee to his office."
"Director Zhang?" Li Qiyi blinks her bright and enchanting eyes but says nothing more before entering the elevator herself.
Once the elevator doors closed, the fish-faced woman couldn’t help but spit: "Tch! What kind of person acts so high and mighty, as if she’s the real CEO!"
You, standing behind the fish-faced woman, couldn’t help but laugh. People who show one face in public and another behind the scenes are quite common in the workplace.
Not only did the fish-faced woman spit, but she also didn’t forget to badmouth Li Qiyi while leading you: "Hey, Little Lin, I’m telling you. From now on, you should avoid that woman like the plague."
"Why?" You started to become curious about your elder sister’s image within the company.
"Do you know she has two nicknames?"
"What nicknames?"
"Ha, ha, those blinded men infatuated with her call her the Iceberg Beauty." At this point, the fish-faced woman clearly shows her envy.
Most career women are like this, because what they usually see are the brightest sides of those Handsome Rich Men and Pretty Rich Women, it’s inevitable that they develop feelings of jealousy.
It’s actually a kind of sorrow for career women, as white-collars who look glamorous on the surface with their black stockings, high heels, suits, and glasses—it’s absolutely a stunning view when they walk out in a row. But, in reality, they are mostly very bored.
Everyone knows that a bored woman is the most terrifying. Whether it’s the flashy little girls in their youth or the middle-aged women who remain charming after marriage and childbirth, once they have nothing to do, the office becomes filled with Monk Tang-like muttering. That feeling is as if you’re in a toilet pit, midway through a session, and a bunch, no, a horde of flies buzzing and swarming around you!
Bzzz bzzz bzzz!
Bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz bzzz!
Heavens! There’s nothing more terrifying than office women!
Spitting—the inherent talent of all women, and office women have honed this talent to ninety-nine stars. If their chitchats could bring some knowledge points like a teacher in class, it wouldn’t be so bad. But the nightmare is, their topics are nearly endlessly repetitive!
In the morning they might discuss clothes, and by afternoon they’re chatting about their stockings; the next morning, it’s clothes again, and maybe it shifts to shoes in the afternoon; by the third morning, it’s still bloody clothes, then bags in the afternoon.
The topics and conversations are similar, like this:
"Hey, look, isn’t this dress on me nice?"
"Oh, it’s really nice, both the style and the material are great. Later, I’ll buy one too. How much is it?"
"Hey, look, isn’t my bag nice? It’s pure leather, imported from Italy..."
"Oh, it’s really nice, both the style and the material are great. Later, I’ll buy one too. How much is it?"
"Hey, look, aren’t my shoes nice?"
"Oh, they’re really nice, both the style and the material are great. Later, I’ll buy one too. How much are they?"
The above conversations can be replicated infinitely, imagine this going on for at least five days a week, for at least two hours a day around you. How would you cope?
In summary, office women are a pretty formidable species—don’t cross them.
So, even if you disdain it in your heart, you stay well-behaved on the surface. You definitely don’t want to become one of the topics for this fish-faced woman, envisioning yourself being discussed by a bunch of women while cracking sunflower seeds—a scene of chaos and spittle flying which is enough to drive you crazy.
"Why don’t you ask about her other nickname?"
You thought you’d just drop the subject, but didn’t expect the fish-faced woman to shift into counter-questioning mode.
Helplessly, you repeat: "What’s her other nickname?"
"Bingbing!"
"What kind of nickname is that?" Hearing this nickname, you can’t help but feel puzzled.
The fish-faced woman glanced at you and said, "Don’t you know that ’Bingbing’ is specifically used to describe a Fox Fairy?"
"Huh?"
Seeing your puzzled look, she continued: "That woman may seem cold on the surface, but her heart is surely lecherous! Playing hard to get, hot and cold, ha ha, such profound tricks!"
Well, no matter who it is, as long as they provoke the jealousy of someone like this fish-faced woman, anything can be twisted and restructured by her. You feel that if you continue listening, you’ll definitely hear even more unbearable words. Fortunately, by this time, you’ve arrived at Zhang Qiang’s office, and the fish-faced woman finally closed her mouth reluctantly.
The fish-faced woman knocked on the door, and a man’s voice came from inside: "Come in."
She pushed the door open and you followed her inside. Zhang Qiang is the Vice President and CEO of Haitian Investment Group, so naturally, his office is imposing beyond compare. You glance around and find that even the pure mahogany office set he currently sits on is quite valuable.
As for the other items, you don’t glance much further because Zhang Qiang’s gaze is already upon you.
You likewise look steadily at Zhang Qiang, with a hint of a smile at the corner of your mouth.
"Director Zhang, I’ve brought Li Jiu to you."
The fish-faced woman opening her mouth wasn’t such a good move. Once she spoke, you felt like you were about to be paraded as an oiran ready for marriage.
This suffocating feeling!
After the fish-faced woman left, Zhang Qiang smiled at you and said, "Sit, don’t be constrained."
You chuckled and said, "I’m just an intern; I’m not even an official employee of your group. Until Director Zhang explains the reason for calling me here, I think I’ll stand."
"Interesting." Seeing you, Zhang Qiang smiled. He stood up and went to the lounge area of the office and said to you, "Do you generally prefer tea or coffee?"
Zhang Qiang has an appearance that fits the successful man’s stereotype: handsome, dashing, and well-proportioned. Most importantly, he is thirty-eight and still unmarried.
Imagine a man worth at least hundreds of millions—a Handsome Rich Man—such a man is a hottest item for unmarried women wherever he goes. All lighthouses in the city would light up brightly, and in some five-star hotel’s seaside suite, flowers would surely be in full bloom tonight!
For now, you just decide to play along with him and sit down, replying: "I’m not interested in coffee. If it’s tea, do you have Tieguan Sound?"
"Whatever you decide is fine with me."
When Zhang Qiang heard this, he didn’t make a fuss about preferences, and with a slight wave of his hand, he said, "Very well, as you prefer." As he poured the tea into a Yixing teapot, the large office was filled with an exhilarating fragrance that made one feel invigorated and happy.
PS: Recently finished writing "Zombie mothor," but "Female corpse" is still in the works. In fact, Female corpse could have been concluded a long time ago, but I’m dragging it out to free up some time for Li Muyun and Qian Xiaodao in my next book.
"Raising Foxes for Trouble" has reached almost 400,000 words now, and it’s doing quite well over at "Black Rock," also pretty much on track.
The Female corpse is expected to have its big finale next month, and with all preliminary works coming to a close, it’s likely to have a big update, just like Zombie mother did. Finally, Li Muyun VS Qian Xiaodao.