At the elevator.
Bai Lian encountered an unusual man.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, with gold-rimd glasses and slightly graying temples.
This middle-aged man glanced at Bai Lian and stepped into the elevator first.
Bai Lian noticed nothing strange and followed.
“Young man, thank you.”
As soon as the elevator doors closed, the man suddenly spoke.
“Are you talking to ?”
Bai Lian hesitated, glanced around, saw no one else, and realized the man was indeed addressing him.
But he didn’t recognize this man.
They’d seemingly never t. He thanked right away—did he mistake for soone else?
The middle-aged man slid one hand into his pocket, turned his head, and smiled faintly at Bai Lian.
“Let introduce myself. I’m Xiao Changhe, a mber of the board of directors and the second-largest shareholder of the company.”
“I’m also the father of the girl you just t. If I’m not mistaken, she must have ntioned ?”
No guesswork needed now.
Bai Lian frowned, sensing the situation wasn’t simple.
This man had approached him with imdiate gratitude, clearly aware of what had transpired in the psychologist’s office.
Every move had been under his surveillance.
No—perhaps he hadn’t been watching Bai Lian, but Xiao Qing.
Bai Lian was rely collateral.
“Don’t worry. I an no harm.”
Seeing Bai Lian’s expression, Xiao Changhe assud he’d misunderstood and added with a slight smile:
“You’ve done a great service. Xiao Qing… that child has always been a headache. Lately, her condition worsened terribly.”
“Yet with just a few words, you helped bridge the gap between and my daughter. I owe you. If you ever need help, feel free to contact .”
Xiao Changhe handed Bai Lian a business card.
“My contact information. One more request: please speak kindly to Xiao Qing on my behalf!”
Bai Lian calmly accepted the card and nodded:
“As an employee, it’s my duty. No need for thanks.”
“Hahaha! You’re quite amusing.” Xiao Changhe laughed, clapped Bai Lian’s shoulder, and solemnly added:
“Young man, do as you wish. If trouble arises, I’ll cover for you!”
The elevator reached the fifth floor, but Xiao Changhe didn’t exit, instead watching Bai Lian leave the building.
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When Bai Lian returned to his workstation, he felt slightly dazed.
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Ti passed.
Sunlight stread through the window, illuminating Bai Lian’s face.
In the Manager’s Office.
Jian Ran observed Bai Lian’s work status through her monitor, her beautiful eyes flickering with concealed frustration.
This ti, she wouldn’t summon him.
This man defied all norms. Who knew if another “massage incident” would occur?
Just recalling how she’d massaged Bai Lian for over twenty minutes last ti made Jian Ran flush with humiliation.
Suddenly—
Soone entered without knocking.
Seeing the visitor, Jian Ran barely suppressed a frown but stood respectfully:
“Director, what brings you here?”
The intruder was a balding, slightly overweight man with an oppressive aura.
Had Bai Lian been present, he’d have recognized him—Zhu Hongshe, head of HR.
Zhu Hongshe eyed Jian Ran and sat in her chair without ceremony.
“How are the newcors?” he asked.
These newcors already gave him a headache.
The mont they found the slightest clue, they’d unravel everything like peeling an onion.
“Proceeding as usual. The first group’s task completion rate remains high,” Jian Ran replied after a pause.
“Oh?” Zhu Hongshe raised an eyebrow, then smirked. “Jian Ran, how long have you been a group leader?”
“Ten years.”
“Ten years… Too long.” Zhu Hongshe shook his head aningfully. “In all this ti, you’ve never truly stood out.”
“Why torture yourself? Just join the General Director’s team, and a promotion will follow.”
At Faning Company, aside from the board, the General Director held supre authority. Everyone knew he carried a torch for Jian Ran.
But alas…
The flowers are falling, but the water remains indifferent.
The General Director’s decade-long pursuit had yielded nothing.
Consequently, Jian Ran remained stuck as a group leader.
Were it not for her exceptional skills, she might not have even kept that position.
“My affairs are none of your concern, Director,” Jian Ran stated coldly.
Seeing her stony expression, Zhu Hongshe abandoned subtlety.
“Monitor the newcors. Tomorrow, increase their task difficulty slightly.” Having issued the order, he left.
Alone in the office, Jian Ran gazed at the door and sighed.
Faning Company had existed too long.
The board remained aloof, rarely intervening. All power lay with the General Director.
But herein lay the problem—the General Director held no shares yet harbored wild ambitions.
Letting such a man rule unchecked courted disaster.
Internal tensions were rising.
Ordinary employees were re pawns in this ga.
Jian Ran herself was but a small boat in turbulent seas, liable to capsize any mont.
“A storm approaches…”
Her brow furrowed as she murmured, gripped by foreboding.
Sothing monuntal brewed within the company.
When it erupted, neither board mbers nor employees would escape being swept into the maelstrom…
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