My Life with Narration-Chapter 386 - 382: Who Is Ning Tong, Little Bro~~

Watching the Ragdoll cat acting cute in the arms of Lin Miaomiao and Sun Mumu, the big yellow dog scoffed and gave a fair assessment.

"A mere poser, nothing to fear."

Indeed, in its eyes, this cat was just a manipulative sweet-talker with no real skills, merely surviving by acting cute, unlike itself — it, Wang Xing, made a living by its own abilities.

Have you ever shot a commercial? Garnered over a million fans on short videos? Worked at a company and earned money? Bought stockings for girls? Licked all sorts of legs?

No, none at all. A cat that can’t even support itself, isn’t that just a mere poser?

This kind of cat is simply no match, not even qualified to be an opponent for it, Wang Xing.

At this moment, the big yellow dog let out a bark, its mouth gradually curving into a smug grin, evolving towards a direction of the warped-mouthed warrior god, its aloof gaze towering over the Ragdoll cat.

Just like how Guan Yu looked at everyone as mere posers after Lv Bu’s death, not a worthy foe among them.

On the other hand, the Ragdoll cat’s owner, Bai Hao, was utterly baffled. He just intended to probe Su Qing’s attitude, because just during a break, Feng Yan called him out and bluntly said at the stairwell.

"Little Bai, don’t bring your cat to the company tomorrow."

"Huh? Why, Sister Feng?"

"President Shen doesn’t like it, and besides, are you here to work or to keep a cat? This is a company, not a place for you to raise pets. If you like keeping a cat, do it at home. The company isn’t your house, where you can do whatever you want!"

After saying this, Feng Yan didn’t even give Bai Hao a chance to ask more and turned away.

Bai Hao was dumbfounded. In the morning, he had tested President Shen’s expression, and although there was no joy, there was also no displeasure. Why did things change so drastically in just half a day?

He was a little confused, and seeing Su Qing with Lin Miaomiao and others being so approachable, it gave him the mistaken impression that the secretary was just like a regular employee.

Bai Hao was the one who messaged Feng Yan, but he didn’t understand, couldn’t Feng Yan understand? Even though the message came through Su Qing, it was definitely President Shen’s intention. After all, this is what a secretary does.

Some things the boss finds inconvenient to say personally would be conveyed through the secretary, creating leeway with the boss regardless of how it’s handled.

Moreover, even though a secretary is also an ordinary employee, who would really treat the boss’s secretary as just an ordinary employee?

Look at how Deng Jie knew, even several department managers at headquarters treated her with respect.

Because to some extent, the secretary represents a part of the boss’s intention.

Of course, Su Qing’s role was a bit more assistant-like.

Regardless, Bai Hao was stunned upon hearing Su Qing openly admit it, finding it a little hard to believe.

A casual ’I told her to say that’ left him bewildered.

"Su... Brother Su, why... why is that?"

"Because it ran into President Shen’s office! Initially, it was fine to bring it, but if you can’t control it, then there’s nothing to be done!" Su Qing replied matter-of-factly while eating takeout.

"I..." Bai Hao was at a loss for words. He looked at the big yellow dog lying on the floor, having seen it open President Shen’s office door by itself more than once and stay inside all afternoon. Why was it that when his cat went in once, he was informed to take it home? Did President Shen like dogs and not cats?

While he was in a daze, the big yellow dog on the floor sensed Bai Hao’s gaze.

"Woof woof!" [What the hell are you looking at? Not convinced, challenge me one-on-one!]

The loud bark made the Ragdoll on the desk jump up in fright, emitting a sharp and piercing sound, darting straight out to the door.

"Uh... maybe cats just don’t like playing with dogs!" Su Qing laughed, looking at the big yellow dog with appreciation.

The big yellow dog then confidently walked to Shen Yi’s office, opened the door, and went straight in, leaving Bai Hao with a look of disbelief.

After a moment of realization, he hurried to chase after his cat.

Once he left, the ’social outlaw’ with a keen sense for gossip leaned over, "You’re behaving strangely, did Little Bai upset you?"

"No, why would he?" Su Qing smiled.

"I don’t believe it. The way you spoke today had an odd sense of hostility. Right, Miaomiao?" Sun Mumu turned and asked.

Lin Miaomiao nodded seriously, because both of them knew him well. In their impression, he was an outgoing young man, friendly to everyone in the office.

Even before everyone knew about his relationship with President Shen, they had a good impression of him, especially when the big yellow dog brought much laughter to the office.

Su Qing: ...

"Was it that obvious?"

"Ha, you were doing it on purpose! Come on, tell us why? Did you get jealous because another man joined our office?" Sun Mumu’s gossip interest was ablaze.

"Get out of here. Do you think I’m that bored? I’m not even sure if I come to the office regularly, let alone care if our department has men," Su Qing replied, sipping his soda.

"True, then why?"

Even Lin Miaomiao was a bit curious this time.

"Didn’t I tell you? His cat sneaked into President Shen’s office. If everyone did that, what would our company become? A pet breeding farm?"

As he spoke, he felt nothing wrong about the big yellow dog being in Shen Yi’s office, nor did Sun Mumu and Lin Miaomiao question it.

Because everyone knows that Big Yellow isn’t a pet; it came here as a company employee, technically listed under the PR department, meaning it’s here to earn money for the company, not act as a pet.

But Bai Hao believed he brought Big Yellow first, and only then did it become a company model, so he got the sequence wrong.

"Hey, I thought it was something else, how boring. Miaomiao, how’s your cooking going?"

"Failed, I tried making braised pork yesterday, but it got burnt, I ended up eating it myself!"

"Huh? How’s Wang Xing doing lately?" Su Qing asked.

"Him, well, he attends a training class from eight in the morning until eight at night, and then continues studying until midnight, pretty hard-working."

Hearing this, Su Qing couldn’t help but admire Old Wang more in her heart, not expecting him to be able to study so diligently.

If he had this drive during high school, he might have gotten into a better university, but it’s not too late now.

Previously, Wang Xing absolutely lacked this kind of drive, perhaps the emotional setbacks recently have matured him a lot, and along with his improving life here, he felt motivated, but the overall outcome seems not bad.

Meanwhile, Bai Hao finally found his cat in the restroom and couldn’t help but curse under his breath:

"Damn it, what’s with the show, are you just two months ahead of me, the boss hasn’t even spoken, and you’re already yapping."

But despite cursing, Bai Hao had no way against Su Qing, not even talking about position, their work didn’t intersect at all, so even if he wanted to play some tricks, he couldn’t.

Then he took out his phone and dialed.

"Hey, don’t mention it. The company won’t let me bring my cat, I’m sending it over to you tonight, okay, that’s it!"

Having been in the job for less than half a month, he’d already received a minor lesson, but this made him even more defiant inside, and soon he had a new scheme in mind.

He couldn’t mess with people, but could he not mess with a dog? A small plan formed quietly in his mind.

Time flew by, and he’d been at the company for a week. On Sunday noon, while he and Shen Yi were at home figuring out what to eat, he received a call from Wang Xing.

"Hey, why do you have time to call me today? No classes?" Su Qing asked.

But the next moment, Wang Xing’s words on the phone left him stunned.

"Qingzi, guess who I met at the tutoring class?"

"How would I know? Anything important? If not, I’ll hang up so you can’t blame me for not getting in later!"

"It’s Ning Tong from our class. She’s getting married. I ran into her in another class, and she asked for your contact info, said she’d invite us to the wedding."

Hearing this, he paused, Ning Tong, that girl’s name hadn’t come up for a long time: "Didn’t she go to college in the capital? We’ve only just graduated a year, and she’s getting married already?"

You know, he’s only 22 now, and they’re all classmates, of similar age, isn’t this a bit rushed?

"Didn’t go to graduate school, but you’d never guess, you know who her husband is?"

"Who?"

"It’s Big Chao from our class. Do you think she’s doing it on purpose? Knowing both you and Big Chao had a thing for her back then, yet she still..."

"I care... Wait, you didn’t give her my contact, did you?"

"Uh... couldn’t help it, old classmates, couldn’t refuse!"

"Damn!! You know we don’t get along, yet you still gave it?"

"It’s just... couldn’t help it!"

Wang Xing’s somewhat guilty voice came through, clearly knowing the reason as a high school classmate.

No class is entirely harmonious, even family members have conflicts, let alone classmates, so having different levels of closeness is normal.

In high school, being young and all, who didn’t have a little romance? At the time, he did have some feelings for Ning Tong, but they hadn’t been in touch for years now. A wedding invitation seemed a bit inappropriate!

And then there’s Big Chao, whose full name is Zhang Chao, an athlete, tall and big, not much of a student, and was rumored to have gone to a university in the capital thanks to his athlete status.

In school, he’d be considered the big guy sort of figure, occasionally gathering people to fight off-campus.

The two had some unpleasant exchanges but never fought, yet they weren’t fond of each other, and their contacts had long been deleted.

The only notable thing was his decent family condition; they ran a restaurant and supposedly had a gas station on the outskirts, though that detail was uncertain, but the financial situation wasn’t bad.

From this perspective, Ning Tong choosing him for marriage wasn’t a bad choice, and getting married a year after graduation wouldn’t be a problem.

But the key point is, inviting him was purely irritating, wasn’t it?

He ended up scolding Wang Xing, angrily hanging up the call afterward.

It’s not that he was afraid of embarrassment, given his conditions weren’t bad either, but just felt incompatible, attending would just be uncomfortable, spending money to make himself miserable, wouldn’t that be foolish?

"Ning Tong... Who’s that, little brother~~" Shen Yi’s voice suddenly chimed in.

Su Qing: ...

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