This statent is really true. From the scope of authority, President Wei couldn’t fire i Guyu or He Kao because matters of the Qi Yuan Branch don’t fall under his jurisdiction.
Qian Guran’s way of speaking completely disregarded him, practically tearing off the facade.
But under Qian Guran’s oppressive aura, Wei Digao was a bit confused and tried to stabilize himself, attempting to ease the tension by saying, "President Qian, my emotions weren’t quite right earlier. Let’s discuss the real business..."
Qian Guran pushed his hands on the table edge and leaned back in his chair, "I’ve already finished my work for the day and won’t join you for dinner tonight. If President Wei has any business to discuss, let’s chat tomorrow during work hours."
President Wei couldn’t rember how he left the office, didn’t eat dinner, and once out of Qian Guran’s sight, that unsettling feeling gradually disappeared, replaced by growing anger and sha.
He wasn’t alone in Qi Yuan either; upon returning to the hotel, he summoned his assistant and then inford several subordinates far away at the group headquarters, organizing a temporary online eting with them.
President Wei described today’s ordeal, partly concealing, partly exaggerating, leaving his assistant and several subordinates indignant. They then began discussing how to deal with relevant people at Qi Yuan Branch...
The plan was nothing more than finding issues, picking faults, creating public opinion, writing reports, arranging people to denounce externally to relevant departnts, and internally lobbying group leaders.
President Wei’s hotel was actually across the street from the company’s office building, within the range of He Kao’s Divine Sense.
Their online eting ended around 9:30 PM. He Kao was tidying up to prepare to go off duty but received an internal email from i Guyu, which, unexpectedly, wasn’t work-related, but a dinner invitation.
He Kao replied, "It’s so late, the market’s closed, can’t cook." He had been fasting for ten days, genuinely emptying out his fridge.
i Guyu then ssaged, "I’m inviting you, let’s eat out."
He Kao asked, "Why invite ?"
i Guyu replied, "To show gratitude."
The commotion in President Qian’s office must not have escaped i Guyu’s notice; she was probably thanking him for that. After considering it, He Kao finally replied, "Alright then, choose a place first, I’ll head over directly later."
At this hour, many restaurants are closed, with mostly hot pot, barbecue, and taverns still open. i Guyu chose a reasonably high-class tavern, securing a small booth mainly for easy conversation.
He Kao didn’t co with her and arrived a bit late, having first returned to Sesa Apartnt briefly. Entering the booth, he first greeted her, apologizing for being late, as he casually placed several items.
While placing, he explained, "These are borrowed from President Qian, using them temporarily."
i Guyu remained calm, "Ah, the Array given by the Ancestral Hall."
He Kao sat down, "You didn’t really have to invite . Today’s affair was just a coincidence. I also heard the words of that skinny pig head and President Qian, who wouldn’t want to scold him!"
i Guyu curiously asked, "What’s the skinny pig head supposed to an?"
He Kao explained the nickna ’skinny pig head.’ If it were another girl, she might have giggled at the joke, but i Guyu didn’t laugh, rely nodding seriously to show she understood.
Then she said, "I’m not only thanking you for this matter but also for your help. Several colleagues have said I should find a chance to thank you personally, ntioning that not even past factory ntors took pupils as seriously and responsibly as you have..."
Even though they’re neighboring departnts, He Kao hadn’t t i Guyu during this period; work matters were handed over through internal emails because i Guyu’s position was ant to interface with him.
He Kao tried his best to avoid her, thereby making his work emails to her detailed, considering too many issues to prevent her from sticking around.
If it were another colleague, sending a flow docunt would suffice, but He Kao added many notes, advising i Guyu on what to do. This inadvertently made him the best guide for this career newcor.
In today’s workplace, who else provides such patient and ticulous guidance to newcors, allowing an intern like i Guyu to seamlessly transition into her work?
Naturally, colleagues also noticed this. Perhaps due to i Guyu being President Qian’s relative, Qian might have specifically ntioned it, so there could be another reason for He Kao’s devoted concern, maybe he had an interest in i Guyu?
There are always people who like to fan the flas, so so colleagues suggested to i Guyu to properly thank He Kao, maybe by inviting him for a personal al or sothing similar.
Sothing similar actually happened a year ago, though the roles seed reversed at that ti.
Yang Lingxi had worked on the Cloud Housekeeper project. She sought proximity to He Kao to flush out the Hidden Moth, deliberately showing interest in him.
Many colleagues intentionally played matchmaker, arranging their seats together at gatherings.
Recalling past events, He Kao suddenly realized his recent reluctance toward i Guyu sowhat had ties to Yang Lingxi. i Guyu’s role was identical to Yang Lingxi’s back then, even the desk was the sa.
Later, He Kao saved Yang Lingxi’s mother and daughter. Knowing these weren’t Yang Lingxi’s true intentions, as she was rely coerced, he no longer pursued the matter.
He recently heard news about Yang Lingxi, who was accepted as a disciple by Ancestral Hall Sect’s Steward Yu Shangzhen, becoming a Tier Two Sorcerer recently; evidently, she was quite talented.
After realizing this, He Kao sighed inwardly. i Guyu is i Guyu, and Yang Lingxi is Yang Lingxi. He shouldn’t have held this mindset, but he was simply tired of being manipulated!
i Guyu didn’t drink alcohol, but she ordered a pot of wine for He Kao while having tea herself.
Though i Guyu wasn’t much of a talker and He Kao didn’t want to awkwardly halt the conversation, perhaps to ease the atmosphere, he shared so stories about Yang Lingxi, omitting her Hidden Moth experience.
i Guyu nodded after hearing the story, "I know this person, and I’ve heard about this incident. It was the Huiming Shi Family who coerced her; they indeed drew out Hidden Moth while getting themselves in trouble..."
As she spoke, she voluntarily picked up the pot and poured He Kao a cup of wine, "I’m inviting you today not just for thanks but for guidance. So colleagues said I should address you as ntor..."
He Kao nearly spilled the wine; the word ’ntor’ was too much to accept. He quickly caught on, realizing it was ant in the context of past factory apprentices and ntors; newcors were usually led by ntors.
i Guyu continued, "I’ve never worked before, not even at Magic Sect enterprises, lacking work experience. So, I wanted to ask you how best to handle situations like today’s; it can’t directly involve confrontation, right?"
He Kao didn’t answer, instead, he pondered, "Actually, I feel sothing’s off. Though the skinny pig head isn’t a good person, in his position, even if he harbors ulterior motives, he wouldn’t be so blunt.
You rejected him publicly, and a slight displeasure from him is one thing. But President Qian doesn’t know him well, let alone being amiable, yet he dared to ask President Qian to arrange such things. Sothing isn’t right."
i Guyu asked, "What have you thought of?"
He Kao queried, "What have you seen?"
i Guyu replied, "Greed and anger, lust clouded with rage."
He Kao noted, "That’s the problem. Even if he has thoughts, he wouldn’t reveal them so evidently and be so eager. There’s a possibility it’s due to Spirit Awakening Skill’s effect—he’s been manipulated."
i Guyu asked, "You suspect an expert skilled in Spirit Awakening Skill secretly cast a spell on him?"
He Kao asked back, "Can you discern it?"
i Guyu replied, "It’s possible, but hard to confirm, as I wasn’t familiar with the person before and didn’t notice any caster today."
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