Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed-Chapter 369 - 161: Couple’s Mini-Game in the Office_4

Sun Wanmei quickly shrank back, shaking her head like a bobblehead. "Are you kidding? If Director Li found out, he’d flay me alive."

"Still, I find it hard to believe. Director Li is a vigorous young man, and Secretary Xia is such an innocent beauty. How could nothing happen when they’re alone in a room?"

"If his hormones suddenly surged, they might just reenact a real-life corporate tycoon drama."

Lin Yuwei was speechless. These young girls were bold, daring to gossip about the boss’s private life. Weren’t they afraid of someone snitching and getting them in trouble? It was probably because Li Yuan looked so young and was always smiling and generous, which gave them the false impression that all capitalists were kind.

"Stop gossiping and get back to work. We need to finalize the internal testing and promotion plans for Zhihu today. Tomorrow, you’ll start contacting people and visiting the universities to promote it and prepare for the internal beta test."

"Time is short and the workload is heavy. If you don’t complete your assigned tasks and the boss gets genuinely angry, don’t blame me for being harsh."

After Lin Yuwei left, Sun Wanmei muttered, "Damn it, overtime again. That wretched capitalist is out having fun while we’re here working ourselves to death. I’d love to find a rich, second-generation guy like the boss—tall, handsome, and generous—to latch onto. I’d even warm his bed for him. I know a lot of positions, you know."

Zhang Manman teased, "First, I suggest you go to Stick Country for plastic surgery. Once you’re as beautiful as Secretary Xia, you’ll have plenty of rich heirs flocking to you. With a bit of luck and effort, you might even marry into a wealthy family, become a rich socialite, and leap up the social ladder."

"You’re right." Sun Wanmei’s eyes lit up as if a new world had just opened up to her.

She wasn’t naturally pretty, but she could get plastic surgery! Besides, her height and figure were quite good. And even though she’d had a few boyfriends, she could go to a hospital for a "restoration" and pass herself off as a complete ingenue. So many men were clueless, anyway... If she really managed to land a rich heir, she’d be set for life, living the high life.

Sun Wanmei said dreamily, "Manman, do you think if I got surgery to look like Secretary Xia, our boss might actually pursue me?"

Zhang Manman almost coughed up blood. She was just joking, but Sun Wanmei actually took her seriously! How dare she even think about targeting their boss?

"Heh... Wanmei, I think you should focus on working hard and saving up for the surgery first. You can worry about the rest later."

Sun Wanmei’s face soured. "That’s true. I heard plastic surgery in Stick Country costs hundreds of thousands. Ugh, I really don’t want to work. I just want to sleep, eat snacks, and binge-watch shows."

Just as she finished speaking, a sly glint appeared in Sun Wanmei’s eyes. She leaned in and whispered into Zhang Manman’s ear, "Hehe, Manman, should we go eavesdrop at the boss’s office?"

For a moment, Zhang Manman was tempted. She also wanted to know if Li Yuan and Xia Zhijin were getting up to anything... indescribable... in the office.

"Maybe we could just pretend to be passing by and listen in?" she suggested.

"Yeah, yeah! Let’s go together."

The two girls crept over to the door of Li Yuan’s office and pressed their ears against it to listen. Faintly, they could hear Li Yuan inside, instructing Xia Zhijin on how to process payroll.

"Xie Zheng, five days of overtime. His daily wage is 300, and his overtime pay is 4,500..."

"Hu Zhenqiang, five days of overtime. His daily wage is 300, so his overtime pay is also 4,500..."

"Sun Wanmei, two days of overtime. Her daily wage is 150, overtime pay is 900... Huh, seems like she has the least overtime in the company. Everyone else has at least three days. What’s the deal with this Sun Wanmei? It looks like she’s often late, too..."

Outside the door, Sun Wanmei was so embarrassed she wanted the ground to swallow her whole. Unable to listen to another word, she grabbed Zhang Manman and fled.

Her heart was in her throat. She was terrified that Li Yuan would get a bad impression of her and fire her. She was still on probation, and in just one month, she’d already been late three times and taken two days off.

"Uh, Manman, I think Miss Lin is right. We’re still young. This is our time to strive and work hard. No more slacking off..."

Inside the office, Li Yuan adjusted his clothes, feeling not yet fully satisfied. Xia Zhijin was nestled shyly in his arms, her eyes darting toward the office door, terrified someone might knock.

Looking refreshed and cheerful, Li Yuan smiled. "Zhijin, did you learn how to do the payroll?"

"Yes, I’ve learned," Xia Zhijin nodded, her heart racing and her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly. She was utterly baffled as to how Li Yuan had managed to teach her to handle the accounts while they were simultaneously fooling around.

Li Yuan wiped himself with a wet wipe and chuckled. "Heh, Zhijin, when you have time, buy some more wet wipes and tissues to keep in the office. We’ll be using them often from now on."

"Okay," Xia Zhijin replied shyly. Glancing at the trash can, she quickly knelt and tied the bag shut tightly. It would be mortifying if someone accidentally saw the contents.

Li Yuan smiled. "Come on, let’s clock out. I’ll take you home."

After dropping Xia Zhijin off at Jinxiu Villas, Li Yuan checked his phone. Aside from a few messages from Bai Weixi asking what he was doing, there was nothing from Zhong Tingyue or Jiang Zhiyu.

Instead, he found a bizarre message from Liu Jia: "Yuan, are you in Modu? Free tonight? Let’s grab a drink. My treat."

Li Yuan found it strange. Liu Jia, that old trickster, offering to treat someone? Had the sun risen in the west?

Li Yuan called him back. The call connected almost instantly, and Liu Jia’s excited voice came through the phone. "Yuan, you finally picked up! Where are you?"

Li Yuan laughed and cursed, "I’m busy. Spit it out. What do you want?"

Liu Jia wasn’t offended at all, chuckling as he replied, "Yuan, a girls’ dorm wants to have a mixer with our dorm. All the guys are here. We’re just waiting for you."

Li Yuan paused, intrigued. "A mixer, and the girls suggested it? Who’s got such good taste? Alright, Liu Jia, spill it. Who did you sweet-talk this time?"