Chapter 36

Conflict

"There are many problems within the Film and Television Department. Those people rarely speak the truth. The company's upper management is planning to clean up the parasites inside recently." Secretary Liu entered the elevator and complained unceremoniously: "Just by nodding to him, he can turn around and brag about having a friendship with you. If you eat at the same table with him, in his mouth, you become good brothers."

Chao Musheng: "Brother Liu, then he said he has a friendship with you..."

"Last quarter, the Film and Television Department held a summary meeting. I attended their department meeting on behalf of the boss." Secretary Liu didn't have a deep impression of Agent Wang: "Maybe he greeted me or served me tea."

The Film and Television Department goes out to discuss business and cooperation under the guise of high-level connections. As long as it's not excessive, the higher-ups won't pursue it too much. But using this trick on their own people is courting death.

"Everyone in the Film and Television Department is a talent who is good at dancing with long sleeves. They can even praise a stone on the ground into a flower." Old Mo was worried that Chao Musheng would suffer losses because he was young: "It's right to interact with them less."

Most importantly, Secretary Liu could say directly in front of them that the upper management was preparing to clean up the parasites, which meant that the plan had already been deployed. Of course, it's better to stay as far away from this kind of trouble as possible.

The 51st floor arrived. Old Mo waved to Chao Musheng simply and neatly: "Xiao Zhao, have fun with Secretary Liu." After speaking, he couldn't wait to press the elevator close button.

Laughing to death. He said the feelings had faded, but in fact, he didn't want to step into the 51st floor at all.

With that bunch of shrewd people from the CEO's office there, he couldn't swallow even dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

It was the first time Chao Musheng set foot in the CEO's office. He didn't see the scene of handsome men and beautiful women drinking coffee and chatting together as in TV dramas, but only busy men and women rushing in the corridor.

Compared with the scene in front of him, the high-end workplace men and women in TV dramas seemed unprofessional, not imposing enough, and not enough... like beasts of burden.

"Secretary Liu, a document from the Northern Pharmaceutical Branch needs a receipt before 3 pm. The manager hasn't returned from overseas yet. Please give the contract to the boss for signature."

"Secretary Liu, this is the business invitation for this morning."

Rows of offices and busy crowds were like the important processing center in a behemoth, maintaining the normal operation of various departments and branches.

"Let's go. My office is very close to the boss." Secretary Liu took the documents handed over by colleagues and led Chao Musheng further inside.

"Who is Secretary Liu bringing?"

"Someone from the Film and Television Department?" Colleague A chimed in: "I saw the front face just now. He is young and good-looking."

"Impossible." Colleague B slid the chair and reached out to take the document spit out from the printer: "Artists from the Film and Television Department are not qualified to come here."

Colleague A: "Could it be a relative of the boss?"

Colleague D: "Don't chat blindly. That's a colleague from the 52nd floor. I saw him last time when I accompanied the boss to the 52nd floor to deliver tea break."

It wasn't that his memory was good, but mainly because the other party stood among a bunch of haggard colleagues with sparse hair, like a juicy white radish falling into a pile of potatoes, so conspicuous that he seemed to be glowing.

"There is such a good-looking young man on the 52nd floor?" Colleague A was surprised and put down the document in his hand: "What's his background?"

"Don't look at how young he is. He solved the difficult problem that stuck the game team for two months perfectly in just one week. Last week, the leader of the software R&D team stayed in our CEO's office and refused to leave just for him." Colleague D had an expression of seeing through the world: "Which boss wouldn't want such a talent?"

"No wonder Secretary Liu smiled like a dahlia when talking to him." The colleague suddenly realized: "Such a talent must be kept well."

"Can't keep him." Colleague D couldn't help laughing: "He is just a college student. He has to go back to school for classes in September."

Seeing the shocked expressions of his colleagues, Colleague D suddenly felt refreshed.

After holding it in for several days, he finally let them experience the complex feelings he had when he first learned the news!

"Xiao Zhao, this is my office..."

"Xiao Zhao, Secretary Liu."

Chao Musheng turned around. Xu Chenzhu stood against the light at the end of the corridor, his shirt sleeves rolled up loosely, revealing a section of his forearm.

"Mr. Xu." Chao Musheng smiled and greeted: "Good noon."

"Good noon." Xu Chenzhu walked closer slowly and turned his head to ask Secretary Liu: "Secretary Liu, what are you bringing Xiao Zhao to your office for?"

"Boss, I went to deliver food just now and Xiao Zhao wasn't there, so I saved a portion of Australian lobster for him." Secretary Liu always felt that the boss's eyes were a bit strange. What was wrong with him taking Xiao Zhao to his office...

He looked back at Chao Musheng's exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and reacted instantly.

No!

Boss, don't misunderstand. I'm really not that kind of beast in human clothing who uses unspoken rules on new employees!

Boss, you should know me!

"Secretary Liu's office is a bit messy. Come eat in my office." Xu Chenzhu put down his rolled-up sleeves: "There is a lounge inside."

"The boss is right. My office is a little messy." Secretary Liu returned to the office, glanced at his messy desk, and took out the steaming food box.

A hand reached over and took the food box from him.

"Let's go." Xu Chenzhu held the food box in his hand, his gaze falling on Chao Musheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Chao Musheng obediently followed behind Xu Chenzhu, glancing at the food box in his hand from time to time.

Oh my, how can he let the boss carry things for him? That's so embarrassing.

When Xu Chenzhu opened the office door, Chao Musheng took the opportunity to look inside a few more times while he wasn't paying attention.

The decoration inside is really nice. His office will be decorated like this in the future.

"Sit down." Xu Chenzhu opened the food box for Chao Musheng and pulled out a chair to signal Chao Musheng to sit down.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Chao Musheng was not polite either and sat directly on the chair pulled out by Xu Chenzhu.

"Drink beverage or water?" Xu Chenzhu handed him a pair of chopsticks, took out a glass from the cabinet, and stood in the corner looking at him.

Chao Musheng looked up and inexplicably felt that the look Xu Chenzhu gave him at this moment was very gentle.

"Anything is fine." Chao Musheng smiled subconsciously: "I'm not picky."

Xu Chenzhu raised the corner of his mouth, put the cup under the water dispenser, and looked back at Chao Musheng. Chao Musheng quickly withdrew the look he cast at the wine rack.

"You are still young and cannot drink alcohol. Alcohol hurts the liver." Xu Chenzhu picked up the cola in the corner, added a piece of ice to the glass, and poured the cola in.

Forget it. Although warm plain water is healthy, he should want to drink cola more.

The bubbling cola, with a hint of comfortable coolness, landed on Chao Musheng's right hand.

Unexpectedly, there was also such a happy but unnutritious drink like cola in the boss's office.

Chao Musheng picked up the cola and took a sip. It's just that a few more ice cubes should have been added.

But it doesn't matter. This is cola poured by Mr. Xu himself, with the boss's aura bonus.

Chao Musheng ate very comfortably, without the slightest restraint of occupying the boss's lounge.

He has been smart since he was a child. The boss poured him iced cola himself. What does this mean?

It means the boss sincerely welcomes him to be a guest in the office.

Xu Chenzhu sat at the desk, looking down at the document in his hand, turning a page from time to time. When Chao Musheng finished eating, he put the document aside: "Rest here for a while before going up. You can't play with your phone on the 52nd floor."

He glanced at the closed door on the left, where there was a bedroom.

No.

Xiao Zhao would think he was presumptuous.

"Will I disturb you?" Chao Musheng touched his phone. He actually didn't want to play that much. It's just that Mr. Xu kindly asked him to stay, so it wasn't good to refuse.

"No, no one will come to my office at this time." Xu Chenzhu tapped the document on the table with his index finger: "Apart from reading a few documents, I have nothing important to do."

When his hand left the table, the internal phone line was gently unplugged. He opened the CEO's office work group and sent a message.

[Xu: Put the documents that need to be processed in Secretary Liu's office. I will process them in half an hour.]

Seeing the message sent by the boss, everyone in the CEO's office thought the boss had work to discuss with Secretary Liu, so they were asked to put the documents in Secretary Liu's place.

Only Secretary Liu was confused. The boss didn't tell him just now that he was coming to his office to work.

"Then I'll disturb you for a while longer." Chao Musheng put away the empty food box. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to smell that faint scent of earth and grass again.

Smelling this faint scent that inexplicably made him feel at ease, Chao Musheng took out his phone and played for not long before he felt sleepy.

Eating too full really reduces blood supply to the brain. The sofa is so soft, soft like a cloud...

Chao Musheng leaned against the back of the sofa in a daze and slowly lay down.

Xu Chenzhu looked at Chao Musheng who fell asleep peacefully, got up and took a blanket to cover him.

Being able to fall asleep so peacefully, does it mean that in his heart, he is someone who can let down his guard?

Bending down to put the phone that was about to fall to the ground aside, Xu Chenzhu stood up, opened the door lightly, and went to Secretary Liu's office.

When a person is sleeping defenselessly, the gaze of an unrelated person who thinks he is affectionate is just a rude offense.

To Chao Musheng now, he is an insignificant existence.

Since the failure of missions 3 and 17, no one has spoken in the player chat group for more than ten hours.

[Seeking detailed information on a Kunlun employee, tradable with A-level props.]

Hearing that No. 2 was willing to exchange A-level props for information, the players finally popped up again.

[What employee, your mission target today?]

[Image]

[So good-looking, an artist from the Film and Television Department?]

[Hehe, I don't have this person's information, but someone should know very well. No. 1, am I right?]

Seeing that No. 1 was involved, and No. 1 didn't reply after waiting for half an hour, the players who popped up in the group quieted down again.

Although the system didn't say it explicitly, the numbering in the group was obviously arranged according to the strength of the players in the infinite space. How desperate were they to offend the first for the second?

Xiao Juan looked at Chao Musheng's photo sent to the group by No. 2, put down her phone expressionlessly, got up and walked to Old Ding.

"What, what do you want to do?" Seeing Xiao Juan walk directly in front of him, Old Ding shrank back timidly: "I didn't say anything wrong. You were originally..."

Xiao Juan grabbed his collar and dragged him off the chair.

Other colleagues were stunned by this sudden change and looked at Xiao Juan and Old Ding one after another. When they saw the petite Xiao Juan dragging Old Ding to the ground, their eyes widened.

Holy super strength girl!

"Xiao Juan, are you crazy!"

Old Ding wanted to ask Xiao Juan, aren't you afraid of being found abnormal by the natives?! But seeing the ruthlessness in Xiao Juan's eyes, he dared not speak.

"I've tolerated you for a long time. Only you have a mouth?" Xiao Juan stuffed a body-immobilizing talisman into Old Ding's mouth, dragged Old Ding out of the office, and went straight to the fire escape.

"They are playing around, playing around." Facing the horrified eyes of colleagues, Ah Ze chased out with a dry laugh and closed the office door smoothly.

The voice-activated lights in the fire escape flickered on and off, comparable to the scene of a ghost appearing in a horror movie.

"Talk a lot, right?!"

"Sarcastic, right?!"

Thud thud muffled sounds, the sound of fists hitting flesh.

When Ah Ze found them, Old Ding had been beaten black and blue by Xiao Juan, with tears and snot flowing.

"Beaten so badly without making a sound, very backbone." Ah Ze followed up and kicked him twice: "Sister Juan, what should we do next? Dig a hole and bury him alive?"

Stuffed with a body-immobilizing talisman, stiff all over, unable to move or speak, Old Ding's eyes were full of horror.

"Under the public gaze, you want to bury him alive?" Xiao Juan kicked Old Ding twice more: "There are police in this dungeon."

"Then why did you beat him into such a cowardly state?" Ah Ze muttered: "Aren't you afraid of the police?"

"We are playing around, right?" Xiao Juan lifted Old Ding's hair, forcing him to look up at herself: "You can also bet with me, whether I get caught by the police first, or you get killed by me first. Want to bet?"

Old Ding rolled his eyes frantically.

Bet my ass, this woman is a lunatic!

"What are you doing?!" The manager heard the news reported by the employee, and his chubby body ran at the speed of an athlete.

When he saw the black and blue Old Ding, he felt the sky was falling: "Is he still alive?"

"Manager, what are you talking about?" Xiao Juan let go of Old Ding. Old Ding hit the ground heavily, and the back of his head made a thud sound: "We were just playing around. He is fine."

"Brother Ding inexplicably insisted on letting me beat him up, and said if I didn't beat him, I looked down on him." Xiao Juan put her hands behind her back, looking timid and helpless: "He is tall and strong. If he didn't volunteer, how would I dare to touch him?"

Ah Ze next to her took out his phone and secretly called Chao Musheng. It's break time now. Hope Brother Zhao's phone can get through.

This is their only connection in Kunlun!

Chao Musheng was awakened by the ringtone of his phone. He sat up abruptly and remembered that he was still in Mr. Xu's office.

He glanced at Mr. Xu, who was sitting in front of the computer handling work.

The caller ID was Ah Ze. Ah Ze had never called him at this time. Something must have happened.

He answered the phone, covered the receiver and whispered: "Ah Ze, what happened?"

"Brother Zhao, Sister Juan had a little conflict with a colleague. Can I trouble you..." Ah Ze stammered and was a little embarrassed. It might be hard to solve what happened under the public gaze even if Brother Zhao came.

"I remember the customer service department is upstairs from the staff restaurant?" Chao Musheng stood up and said: "Don't worry, you and Xiao Juan. I'll come down right away."

"What happened?" Xu Chenzhu looked up at him.

"Sorry, Mr. Xu. My two friends had some friction with colleagues. I want to go downstairs and have a look."

"Don't worry, I'll go down with you." Xu Chenzhu got up and walked to his side: "Let's go."

Chao Musheng: "..."

Once you appear, as long as it's not murder or arson, is there anything that can't be solved?

"Can't even solve this little thing, what use are you as an agent?" Lin Hui smashed and cursed in the office. He pointed at the intern assistant's nose and scolded: "And you, daring to tell us the news without verification, are you a pig?"

Emotional, he splashed all the water at hand on the intern assistant's face.

"Brother Lin." Agent Wang closed the doors and windows tightly, "Keep your voice down. Don't let others hear it. It's bad for your influence."

"The public relations department can't even handle a magazine office, and I'm afraid of them hearing?!" Lin Hui scolded fiercely, but his voice honestly lowered: "I don't care what method you use, I must go to next month's fashion celebration."

Agent Wang smiled uglier than crying. If he could solve it, he wouldn't ask around for news and finally beg Editor-in-Chief Zhao's son.

Time specially gave Kunlun Film and Television Department an extra quota but didn't mention Lin Hui. It was almost explicitly telling Kunlun that Time just didn't want to cooperate with Lin Hui anymore, but had no opinion on Kunlun Film and Television.

Other agents are busy grabbing the extra quota for their own artists. Who cares about Lin Hui's life or death?

"Brother Lin, I have a friend who has some friendship with Chao Musheng. I'll go find her now, hoping she can speak up to help." The intern wiped the tea off his face, lowered his head and apologized repeatedly.

"Alright, I'll give you another chance." Lin Hui found the water stains on him an eyesore: "Change your clothes before going, lest others think I bullied you."

"Okay, Brother Lin." The intern backed out of Lin Hui's lounge with his head down. Seeing someone coming, he deliberately shrank into the corner timidly, attracting others' attention.

"Bear with it." An assistant walked over and threw him a pack of tissues: "Lin Hui has always had a bad temper. Before you, he had already driven away several assistants."

The intern held the tissue and didn't speak, looking even more pitiful.

When the "kind-hearted" assistant left, No. 2 threw the tissue into the trash can, the grievance and helplessness on his face disappearing completely.

He hadn't encountered such an interesting dungeon for a long time. The assistant of a competing artist would take the initiative to find him to dig a pit for Lin Hui.

These NPCs are so smart that they don't look like NPCs.

He sent several messages to No. 1 in a row, but No. 1 didn't reply to him. It seems she really has interactions with Chao Musheng.

A few days ago, a player said in the group that someone clung to a native's thigh. Could it be No. 1 and Chao Musheng?

No. 1 is strong. He doesn't dare to tear his face with No. 1. It's not good for him.

However, benefits move people's hearts. As long as Xiao Juan understands the importance of Chao Musheng, she will definitely choose to cooperate with him.

"You came to Kunlun for an internship, not to practice boxing!" The department manager looked at the black and blue Old Ding, looked at the stupid-looking Ah Ze, and finally focused on the most innocent-looking Xiao Juan: "I've watched the surveillance. You started it for no reason. Do you know that if this matter is not handled well, you will be fired by the company?"

This is the intern he is most optimistic about. How could she make such a mistake?

"Manager, it was really Old Ding who took the initiative to invite me to beat him." Xiao Juan pointed at Old Ding: "If you don't believe me, ask him."

Old Ding gritted his teeth: "Yes, it's all my fault."

If he dared to say no, this crazy woman would really dare to kill him.

If he had known she was so crazy, why did he provoke her?

The manager frowned tightly. Taking the initiative to invite a female colleague to beat himself like this, is he a pervert?

"Even if one is willing to hit and the other is willing to suffer." The manager wrinkled his chubby face in disgust at these words: "You shouldn't make trouble in the office. If it spreads, it will not only lose your face but also mine."

Two days ago, he was laughing at the cleaning department intern for fainting while sweeping the stairs. Today, other departments will laugh at him.

Xiao Juan apologized obediently: "Sorry, manager."

"Sorry, manager." Ah Ze followed suit and apologized quickly.

Old Ding, who was in pain all over, didn't react. The manager looked at him with critical eyes.

Not only psychologically perverted, but also impolite.

Really no quality!

"Sorry." Old Ding was vomiting blood in his heart. Being beaten for nothing and having to take the blame proactively, who is as unlucky as him?

"Manager." The assistant ran in hurriedly, too late to knock on the door: "A colleague from the 52nd floor came to see you. He said he is a friend of Xiao Juan and Ah Ze."

The manager stood up quickly: "Hurry up and make tea."

"Manager, he brought another person." The assistant had a strange expression, as if sleepwalking: "He brought..."

"Who did he bring?" The manager opened the office door with a smile, and at a glance saw the handsome guy standing outside the door, and behind the handsome guy...

Hmm?!

Boss?

The manager was so shocked that the flesh on his belly trembled. He looked back at Xiao Juan and Ah Ze.

Your friend came, fine, but why did he bring the big boss down too?!

Ah Ze looked at the big boss behind Chao Musheng and said to Xiao Juan movedly: "Brother Zhao is so good to us. For us, he actually called the big boss."

So his and Sister Juan's backing is so powerful.

Xiao Juan closed her eyes quickly as soon as she saw the Kunlun boss. The memory of almost going blind last time was deeply imprinted in her heart.

"Sister, say something, Sister. Why ignore me?"

Xiao Juan was silent, bowing her head silently.

What do you want me to say?

Ask how Brother Zhao could call the big boss, or ask what the relationship is between Brother Zhao and the big boss who cannot be looked at directly?

What am I? Am I worthy to speak?

From now on, I am a stone by the roadside that cannot speak!

No. 2 came outside the gate of the customer service department and found it silent inside, strangely quiet.

He hesitated for a moment, carefully pushed open a crack in the door, and found all employees standing at their workstations.

Sensing the movement at the door, everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison, their eyes glowing with a strange light.