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"Try not to feel burdened, and don’t chase ambitions. The company believes in you, and you should believe in yourself."

Although they say it’s to seek opinions, in reality, do they really care about Princess Cao’s opinion?

Moreover.

"Promotion and a raise," who would be foolish enough to oppose that?"

Hua Guomao made the final call, effectively elevating a young person in their twenties to a whole new level.

"Uncle Hua, is there a reason for this?"

Cao Jinse spoke, subtly changing her form of address.

"Reason? If there is one, it’s because you are Cao Jinse. Everyone has seen your consistent performance, never calculating personal gains and losses, wholeheartedly dedicated to the group, to the country, to the people. I hope you in the future also don’t forget your original intentions, and keep these qualities going."

A seemingly factual summary, an affirmation from a superior to a subordinate, akin to the praise and expectations of an elder for the younger generation, but Cao Jinse perceived a different nuance in it.

She glanced at Hua Guomao, whose gaze was deep and meaningful, and didn’t ask anything further.

"Thank you for the company’s trust."

"Alright, the appointment letter will come down in a few days. Jinse, the future belongs to young people like you; Uncle Hua has always looked favorably upon you. You mustn’t let Uncle Hua down."

"I understand, Uncle Hua."

"Go and get busy. By the way, don’t forget to eat."

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"Miss."

Jiuding Group executive canteen.

Answering the call, Youmao hurried downstairs, only to see the Miss had already ordered the food.

Wow.

Quite sumptuous.

There were actually six dishes in total.

Her eyes lit up; she had been waiting in the office and indeed hadn’t had the chance to eat lunch.

"You must be hungry, sit down and eat."

Youmao quickly sat down, excited yet feeling a bit puzzled.

Although the canteen was right downstairs, the Miss has been settling with her work in the office for some time; besides, it was well past one-thirty.

"Miss, it’s almost two o’clock."

Youmao reminded.

What does two o’clock symbolize?

It signifies the end of lunchtime and the need to get back to work!

"It’s all right, eat slowly."

Cao Jinse’s response threw Youmao off even more.

What’s happening here?

Such a "carefree" remark coming from a workaholic like Miss?

And clearly when Miss returned to the office after meeting with Jiang Chen, her mood wasn’t high at all, so why did her appetite suddenly spike?

"Miss, what did Chairman Hua talk to you about?"

Youmao asked cautiously.

Cao Jinse seemed to act like nothing was out of the ordinary, bowing her head as she ate, saying, "Don’t forget your original intentions, and the outcome will take care of itself."

"Huh?"

Youmao was dumbfounded.

Cao Jinse really chewed carefully and slowly, not the least bit hurried even as lunch break neared its end.

This was more like it.

As a senior figure, why let regulations constrain her?

Oftentimes, it’s oneself making things difficult.

Besides.

The boss has spoken, why not covertly slack off?

"Don’t forget your original intentions, and the outcome will take care of itself? Why did Chairman Hua say such things?" Youmao asked curiously, feeling perplexed.

Cao Jinse didn’t explain.

Actually, it wasn’t entirely what he said; he only stated the first half of the sentence. The full sentence was her own summary.

"The group plans to promote me to Executive Vice President."

Cao Jinse said.

Youmao widened her eyes yet again, speechless.

She might not have corporate experience, well, she’s always been at work, to be precise she hasn’t mingled within the workplace, but she knew the difference between Executive Vice President and Miss’s current position.

While her role as Strategic Chief Engineer was already high-ranking, it essentially held only a "right to advise," proposing plans and then waiting for approval. But the Executive Vice President, though still not among Jiuding Group’s core leaders, entered a higher decision-making level.

"Whoa, no wonder! Miss, you certainly should celebrate!"

Youmao cheered and immediately grabbed her chopsticks, indulging in the meal.

It can’t be said she has no worries.

She does.

But not much.

Did she just let her guard down?

Without contemplating whether Miss’s rapid rise was really reasonable?

Especially at such a critical juncture. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Rumors were spreading outside, logically speaking, let alone a promotion. It would make sense for a leader to issue a warning instead.

Cao Jinse remained silent, eating quietly.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly Youmao raised her head, finally realizing something was off.

"Miss, why didn’t you mention this before? Was it to surprise me?"

"..."

Hmm.

Such a significant personnel arrangement, logically, wouldn’t be a last-minute notification; such news should have leaked when it was officially confirmed.

At least the person involved would know beforehand.

"Chairman Hua only just informed me."

"Huh?"

Youmao was bewildered, putting down her chopsticks, finding it strange again, "That shouldn’t be the case, unless they wanted to surprise you, Miss?"

Surprise?

Isn’t it more of a shock?

"Miss, you don’t seem very happy?"

Youmao detected signs from her face.

"I’m happy."

Cao Jinse slowly smiled, "A promotion and raise, less time spent, why wouldn’t I be happy."

Fake.

Too fake.

Completely insincere.

Could it be because of Jiang Chen, he’s already completely messed up Miss’s mindset?

"Miss, personal matters are personal matters, but they must not affect work. A woman must be independent and self-sufficient!"

Well said.

Perhaps it was this well-said part that again made Youmao lose control of her mouth, starting to blurt out.

"There’s a saying, you lose in the love field, but gain in the career field, although Miss..."

Wait a minute.

Youmao suddenly realized, quickly shutting her mouth, avoiding meeting her eyes, lowering her head, wishing to hide under the table.

Cao Jinse, neither angry nor annoyed, carried on eating in tranquility, not because she didn’t hear Youmao’s nonsense but because she was recalling the scene at Starbucks earlier.

That guy today indeed wasn’t here to deliberately seek trouble.

He was genuinely solving a problem.

That sticky note, seems like it’s indeed discarded.

Past events flashed before her eyes like a montage.

Cao Jinse found herself wanting to laugh out of nowhere.

This feeling was quite peculiar, like watching a child grow taller, mature from understanding to knowing completely, becoming someone surpassing her height, unpredictable in their approaches.

But honestly speaking.

It exceeded her original plan.

Compared to bringing out that sticky note, this situation was clearly a "happy ending" for all parties.

Truly comprehensive...

"Miss, what are you thinking? Why did you stop eating?"

Watching as Miss unnoticeably stopped her chopsticks, Youmao gingerly asked.

"How would you feel if I refused the new position?"

Cao Jinse asked stunningly.

"Ah?!"

Youmao was incredulous, baffled, quickly saying, "Why?"

The other side didn’t respond.

"Miss, you mustn’t be confused; if you refuse, no one knows when the next opportunity will come, it might indeed be years, possibly offending people too."

No need to be in the corporate game, such simple reasoning even a fool understands.

The company values and tries to promote you; if you don’t accept or appreciate it, how would the company perceive it?

Refusing the appointment is minor.

What about the future?

How to exist in the company afterwards?

Will the company entrust you with important tasks again?

It equates to personally wrecking your career prospects.

Companies, leaders aren’t sycophants, they won’t tolerate unconditionally.

"Miss, what are you thinking?"

Youmao couldn’t figure out why Miss uttered such a thing.

She certainly couldn’t fathom it.

According to energy conservation law, gaining something meant sacrificing something, progressing in one area indicated the need to compromise in another.

Could it be true?

Career and romance are mutually exclusive?

No.

It’s more that she underestimated the other side.

After igniting Youmao’s mental storm, Cao Jinse left it unattended, resuming her meal, in a tone only she could hear, muttering lightly.

"Bastard."

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PS: Title, cover revision complete, barring force majeure, this is the final version.

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