So straightforward? She ca over to greet and introduce herself as soon as she saw He Kao, without any transition! I thought she’d only start work after the Spring Festival, yet it’s still half a month away, why is she here already?
How is Old Qian leading the team, not even giving a heads-up?
He Kao almost couldn’t hold onto his chopsticks properly, not out of fear but sheer surprise. Before hearing this voice, he hadn’t noticed anyone approaching the opposite side of the table. Though he hadn’t deliberately expanded his divine sense, it still shouldn’t be like this.
His expression remained calm; it’s just a Sect Law Hall Elder, not like he hasn’t seen one before. He not only knows several of them but often drinks and chats with them!
Looking up first, he saw a pair of hands. Those hands had just placed down a tray, almost entirely filled with vegetables, but i Guyu doesn’t completely avoid at, as several dishes were vegetarian with a touch of at.
Vegetarian with a touch of at is also called flexible vegetarian, like the white celery in stir-fried pork or the green beans in stew with ribs.
He Kao didn’t notice the food but the hands, which were near-perfect and flawless. There’s a question: how long should a woman’s fingernails be, what proportions are best for appearance? The answer is not too long, just like hers is perfect.
The nails had no decoration, and no skincare products were applied on the hands, almost like a piece of art, yet full of dynamism. The fair skin showed a good circulation of blood and energy.
From the hands, his gaze slid forward. She was standing, allowing him to appreciate her figure from a usual angle. Her height was estimated between 1.68 to 1.70 ters, with a slender and balanced physique, seemingly gentle and graceful yet sturdy and strong.
There’s a stereotype that in large tech companies’ offices, all programrs are male, wearing checkered shirts, while the female employees wear professional suits, with white shirts underneath.
Stereotypes are often right, based on probability conclusions. At the mont, He Kao was wearing a checkered thin tweed shirt of dark and light grey, while i Guyu’s silver-grey professional suit also included a white shirt with a small collar.
She also wore the employee badge, colloquially known as a dog tag, on her chest, indicating she was a "Technical Manager" in the "Information Support Project Team," a departnt that connects with He Kao’s work. Yang Lingxi once worked there for a while.
Although holding the title of "Manager," a technical manager is actually two levels lower than He Kao now, belonging to the normal level for a master’s graduate just joining the company, turning permanent at P2 Level.
He Kao was also at P2 Level when he first joined, but now he’s at P4 Level, having been promoted almost one level more than normal within nearly two years, yet his position remains unchanged.
The focus wasn’t the badge but where it was worn, neither exaggerated nor subtle but perfectly appropriate, inexplicably reminiscent of a couplet: "Rain shrouds the spring hills where fine tunes are heard, wind blows the autumn waters revealing waves of pearls." It couldn’t be more fitting.
Looking up again, only then did he see her face and felt as if she had stepped out of a piece of art in a gallery. The ordinary modern professional attire she wore emanated the aura of ancient Xianxia.
Beauty varies, so remind you of romance films filled with actions but devoid of romance; others inexplicably elicit thoughts of ancient Xianxia films, except the Xianxia doesn’t wear ancient attire.
Perhaps a misaligned thought from He Kao, he calmly nodded in response and simply said one word: "Sit."
i Guyu sat down just like that, He Kao coming to his senses hesitated briefly, feeling his tone just now seed sowhat like a leader’s.
Once seated, she started eating, having actively greeted earlier, now surprisingly quiet and chewing slowly, creating an atmosphere slightly awkward.
"Xiaoi, how old are you this year, and which school did you graduate from?" He Kao finally spoke, asking standard questions for new colleague introductions in such a setting.
i Guyu seed to have a habit of not speaking while eating. After putting down her chopsticks and swallowing the food in her mouth, she replied, "I’m a year younger than you, graduated from Xijing University of Transportation with a master’s degree, sa major as you."
This response sounded okay but was unusual for a first eting between new colleagues.
He Kao was twenty-six this year, and i Guyu was younger by a year, so calling her Xiaoi wasn’t misplaced. Actually, it was more of idle talk; he truly wanted to know her employnt details, sothing he could see at Old Qian’s place.
He Kao: "How do you know my major?"
i Guyu looked up at him, surprisingly sending forth a divine thought. The content of the thought was sowhat extensive but quite simple in aning: she openly introduced herself as the Sect Leader of the Alchemy Sect, i Guyu.
She not only introduced the Magic Sect, the Sect Law Hall, and her identity, but also included a personal resu... there was no need for He Kao to go ask Old Qian for her employnt details anymore if he wanted to know the situation.
Today’s experts in the Magic Sect are no longer ancient hermits in the mountains; i Guyu attended school, studied up to postgraduate, and didn’t pursue a doctorate likely because she went into seclusion at the Immortal Pot Grotto Heaven.
Upon exiting seclusion this ti, she rembered she had studied for so many years and felt it necessary to apply what she learned—like finding a job, so she decided to work sowhere.
She happened to hear about the events in Qi Yuan over the year, and about Jiang Daozhen’s experiences, which led to her decision...
This explanation is sowhat different from what He Kao originally heard, but it can’t be considered a lie. There are many reasons for working, and not wanting to waste years of education is certainly one of them.
However, the idiom "learning for practical application" sounds rather absurd when applied to a sorcerer.
i Guyu, known as ihua Immortal, also has a nickna, i Jianxian, and she is said to excel in sword control, being a master swordsman. Could it be that after years of swordsmanship practice, one must apply it by finding people to kill?
Nevertheless, i Guyu did not shy away from stating the reason for choosing this company. She said, "There might be opportunities in turbulent places," and she incidentally ntioned Jiang Daozhen, Lin Qingshuang, Qian Guran, and ng Ya as examples.
She just nad these few people without elaborating further. However, He Kao already understood, or at least he thought he understood.
Jiang Daozhen needs no ntion. Lin Qingshuang had been stuck at Tier Three Perfection Cultivation for decades, and only after eting He Kao in Qi Yuan did she break through to Tier Four. Qian Guran’s situation was a bit different from Lin Qingshuang, but he also beca a high-tier sorcerer in this context.
These three examples are explainable, but Elder i actually went out of her way to ntion ng Ya, the inconspicuous one, clearly having thoroughly understood the situation.
Yet, she also emphasized that He Kao should not be regarded as so so-called opportunity tool. If one harbors such a mindset, they are destined to gain nothing... As to why, it’s difficult to express clearly even with divine thought.
He Kao himself shouldn’t see himself as such a tool, nor could he be one; in fact, many who encounter him don’t have great outcos, and so even end up with ruined families.
So-called opportunities are mysterious and hard to articulate, and their anings differ for everyone. One cannot force them or copy any experience. In the end, i Guyu told He Kao not to trouble himself about it and not to do anything special.
It’s up to her to decide what to do specifically, not He Kao. She really is just here to work, and He Kao should just treat her as a colleague...
This elder is quite straightforward, and since she said as much, He Kao simply tried to calm his mind, raising his hand to greet soone in the distance, "President Qian, why are you standing there in a daze? Co over and sit down!"
If it weren’t for the title ’President Qian,’ one might think he was calling out to Xiaoqian, like soone inspecting from the group headquarters.
Qian Guran personally ca to the employee cafeteria for lunch, and he certainly saw i Guyu carrying a tray and sitting directly across from He Kao.
Old Qian was feigning nonchalance while filling his plate, moving slowly without seating himself, making a show of being approachable, smiling and nodding at colleagues who greeted him, but always keeping an eye on the movent around He Kao.
Hearing the call, he reluctantly brought his tray over, awkwardly saying with a smile, "Xiaoi, you’ve t He Kao already?" Speaking while he hadn’t even settled on the seat yet, he stood up again, "Haven’t you got soup? I’ll go get so..."
President Qian fetched three bowls of soup with the tray, placing one before each person, and finally sat down again beside He Kao. He understood why He Kao suddenly called for him, probably feeling upset for not being inford in advance.
But Old Qian had his difficulties. Typically, the recruitnt list for spring hires would be finalized before the Spring Festival, but new employees usually report after the festival. However, i Guyu didn’t follow the common practice and requested to start before the festival; how could he refuse?
i Guyu ca to report yesterday and imdiately told Old Qian to treat her as a newly hired ordinary employee and not to ntion any additional details to anyone; she would disclose what needed to be disclosed.
’Anyone’ naturally included He Kao; this was an order from the Sect Law Hall Elders.
Seeing Old Qian sit down, i Guyu naturally spoke up, "I’ve already introduced myself to He Kao; we will be colleagues now. President Qian, you don’t need to worry about anything else."
Qian Guran: "Yes, yes, yes, colleagues! We should care for and help each other, whether in work or in life. If there are any difficulties, feel free to speak up, don’t hesitate."
i Guyu: "I will; however ordinary colleagues act, I’ll act that way."
Qian Guran: "Colleagues are not all the sa. So have great relationships, while others do not; as long as private matters don’t affect work, it’s fine. I hope you can adapt here."
i Guyu: "There’s nothing I can’t adapt to. If it doesn’t work out, it’s not like I can’t resign."
Such words in the workplace seem quite inappropriate, especially when just joining and speaking in front of a manager. Is this the tone and attitude of an ordinary employee? But then, He Kao thought further, there’s no rule that says employees can’t speak like this.
As they spoke, quite a few colleagues around kept glancing in their direction. A new colleague with such outstanding looks and temperant naturally attracts attention.
Gao Xue’e, sitting with a few female colleagues in the corner of the cafeteria, kept looking over and even inquired about the girl sitting opposite He Kao and her background.
However, those sitting near them gradually left. Soone sitting nearby earlier got up to get more food and took the opportunity to change seats slightly further away. Even Huang Xiaopang, who usually liked to sit close to He Kao, didn’t co over today.
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