Wang Yan looked at Zhang Yu and Zhao Yu, who were still chattering. She had never felt so embarrassed before, just as she was about to say sothing.
Lu Yun happened to co over and saw Wang Yan lying on the ground, laughing happily, "Wang Yan, is it really you?"
"You don’t plan on mooching a al today, so you’re looking for a sucker, aren’t you?" Lu Yun looked at Wang Yan with disdain.
Then she turned to the onlookers, "Listen up, everyone, be careful. All she’s thinking about now is finding soone to cover her als for the day."
"Anyway, be cautious. Yesterday, I didn’t know her true colors, so I spoke up for her, and she clung onto , insisting I buy her lunch."
"I don’t have much money myself; I need to buy things too. But sohow, I ended up treating her to a al, and she still called stingy."
"If I were stingy, I wouldn’t have treated her to a al at all, spending twenty cents. Does that make stingy?" The thought of spending twenty cents yesterday made Lu Yun heartache.
A al for two costing twenty cents? "Two people or just one?" a female intellectual youth asked, having seen the two argue and fight over a al yesterday.
"Total of thirty cents; I spent ten, she spent twenty," Lu Yun felt wronged just thinking about it.
The female intellectual youth present looked at Wang Yan in astonishnt, while the male intellectual youth also gazed at her with deep aning, "Good appetite," comnted one male intellectual youth.
"Not spending her own money, of course she doesn’t feel the pinch," said another.
Lu Yun noticed everyone siding with her and felt much better instantly, "Zhang Yu, you should stay away from her."
"Yesterday, she said that since you took care of her before, you should continue taking care of her."
"When she saw you bought a thermos and other things yesterday, she returned to the dorm and cursed for a while, basically asking why you only bought things for yourself and not for her."
Following the idea that an enemy’s enemy is their friend, Lu Yun recounted various things so people said yesterday in the dorm.
Zhang Yu looked scared, "I know, I know, thank you."
"And everyone else should be cautious too; she’s not just targeting Zhang Yu. She said she had no money for als or to buy things, wondering why nobody is kind enough to treat her to a al or buy things for her."
"Anyway, be careful yourselves." Lu Yun regretted ever arguing, ending up sharing a dorm with Wang Yan—a decision she deeply regretted.
Originally, everyone was watching Zhang Yu’s drama unfold, but unexpectedly Wang Yan was also dissatisfied with them and complained, which instantly made them unhappy.
The team leader and secretary listened in the office for a long ti, both looking displeased, "These intellectual youth newcors need strict managent."
The secretary agreed, "Absolutely."
Both had been team leader and secretary for many years, and they knew the new intellectual youth coming down were unwilling but had no choice.
Frankly, they didn’t want to accept so many intellectual youth; despite their numbers, they were not efficient at work and caused a lot of drama.
Upon arrival, the newcors had already started fighting, and surprisingly, it was female intellectual youth—who knew there was so much complexity here.
The team leader felt stressed, "They need to understand why they’ve co here."
The various complaints and chaos are mainly due to being idle; the lack of work leads to trouble.
If kept busy, worn out from labor, would they still have energy to stir trouble?
The scorekeeper listened quietly from the side, feeling sympathetic to the newly arrived female intellectual youth. The decisions made by the team leader and secretary were practically impossible to change.
The old knowledge youth initially watched the drama, as the life of intellectual youth was dull and monotonous, but unexpectedly, the newcors were indeed interesting, causing a fuss knowing how bored they were, making it amusing.
Not bad, not bad—the old knowledge youth felt delighted, quickly spotting the team leader and secretary exiting the office, stopping their drama, "Hello, team leader. Hello, secretary."
Zhang Yu heard the address and didn’t care to watch Wang Yan’s joke, instead becoming serious, rembering the team leader and secretary are serious folks.
It’s crucial not to leave a bad impression; otherwise, their opinion of you won’t change for years, unless you work hard in the fields, like a female intellectual youth competing in labor with male counterparts.
Zhang Yu didn’t want to beco a labor enthusiast; she just saw herself as a laborer—a migrant worker, precisely—a farr.
Given she’s rely a worker, there’s no need to strive excessively, just muddle through. It’s just work, and life is long, with one’s health the priority.
Wang Yan saw the team leader coming out and recalled the cold gaze from last night, imdiately crawling up, "Hello, team leader."
The team leader glanced at Wang Yan, "The two people making apologies today."
Wow, that’s straightforward. Zhang Yu thought there should have been so preliminary setup, but surprisingly, they promptly called Lu Yun and them to step forward and apologize.
Well done, at least no lengthy speeches—Zhang Yu liked it this way.
Lu Yun glanced at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan glanced at Lu Yun, both hesitating to be the first to apologize.
The team leader watched for a while, noticing no moves from the two, and frowned, "What’s the holdup?"
"Need a grand parade to escort you up?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yun dashed up to apologize.
Wang Yan didn’t expect Lu Yun, who had been so courteous earlier, to shalessly rush up, enraging her.
Angrily staring at Lu Yun as she apologized, Wang Yan’s heart sank; she had stayed up late last night thinking about how to apologize today and initially thought her apology would be fine.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yun’s apology was so well written, leaving Wang Yan feeling unhappy.
Despite feeling bad, Lu Yun looked disheartened while presenting, speaking in a low tone.
Zhang Yu watched Wang Yan in surprise; didn’t she think to observe everyone’s reactions while apologizing?
No need to watch the unrelated people’s reactions, but at least should watch the team leader’s reaction.
Zhang Yu glanced at the secretary’s expression, which didn’t look good; as for the team leader, he seed to be standing at the back.
She managed to secure a decent spot towards the front, able to see Wang Yan—yet still couldn’t hear what so people were saying, unsure how those at the back could hear anything.
The secretary frowned directly, dissatisfied with Lu Yun’s apology letter—its content felt empty, not showing a sincere apology.
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