Wei Yumeng paused and replied, "Yes, President Zhan."
Zhan Mohan turned back and instructed Fang Xun.
"Keep an eye on what just happened. Don't let any other problems arise."
"Yes."
Zhan Mohan walked out of the conference room, not even glancing at Ning Tao. Ning Tao's face contorted with rage, her fingers gripping the documents, gritting her teeth.
Wei Yumeng cautiously walked past Ning Tao. Just as her front foot was about to step out, Ning Tao suddenly turned around.
"What did President Zhan mean just now? Were you together last night?"
"This..." Wei Yumeng didn't know how to explain to Ning Tao. This Zhan Mohan was so devious, setting a trap for her even as he left.
Ning Tao was burning with anxiety. "I'm asking you."
"Last night, President Zhan needed a document to be revised immediately. Assistant Fang was investigating the Golden Harbor project, so he called me and asked me to deliver it to President Zhan's residence."
Ning Tao was skeptical.
"You didn't stay overnight?"
"President Zhan was busy with the Golden Harbor project last night."
She answered indirectly, not wanting to directly say it for fear of revealing too much if Ning Tao pressed further.
Ning Tao somewhat believed Wei Yumeng's words. Early this morning, all departments received a notification that the person in charge of the Golden Harbor project had a problem and an emergency meeting would be held. They must have received the news last night.
The doubt in her eyes gradually faded, but her gaze towards Wei Yumeng remained disdainful.
"Consider yourself lucky. Given your background, it's a miracle you even got into the company. Don't have any unrealistic ideas."
Wei Yumeng lowered her head, remaining silent, not taking Ning Tao's words to heart at all.
She wondered if Ning Tao would feel ashamed to face her if she ever knew her true identity.
Seeing that her attitude was much better today, Ning Tao didn't make things difficult for her any further.
"I'll let you off the hook for now. Go and make coffee for President Zhan, and one for me too."
Wei Yumeng pouted as she watched Ning Tao's arrogant departure in her high heels. A director could make her so arrogant; it was fortunate she didn't get promoted further, or the employees under her would suffer.
Well, it was just a cup of coffee, and she'd make one for her.
In the pantry, some colleagues were chatting lively.
"When I walked by earlier, I heard President Zhan asking Wei Yumeng to make coffee."
"What's the big deal? Making coffee is a normal thing. Maybe Fang Xun was too busy."
"You guys are too naive. That's not the point. The point is President Zhan's last sentence."
The other female colleagues' eyes seemed to sparkle as they pressed for details.
"Hurry up and tell us, what did he say?"
"President Zhan's last sentence was, 'The taste is still the same as last night.'"
"Oh my... last night, could it be that those two..."
Everyone present understood the implication. Wei Yumeng found it somewhat speechless. How idle were these people, speculating about a cup of coffee?
She pushed the door open and entered. Seeing her, the female colleagues exchanged glances, and the pantry fell silent.
When the others saw the two cups of coffee Wei Yumeng had made, someone curiously asked.
"Wei Yumeng, didn't you only make one for President Zhan? Why is there another one?"
"The other one is for Director Ning. Is there a problem?"
Her voice already carried a hint of impatience.
The other party naturally detected her displeasure.
"What, it's just making coffee. Can't people ask? Why the long face?"
Wei Yumeng slammed the cups onto the table with a crisp clatter. She turned around, her eyes flashing with ice.
"Are you discussing me behind my back and then expecting me to smile brightly? I'm sorry, I can't do that."
Zhu Li had only joined the company not long ago, but she got in through connections. As for what connections she had upstairs, the company colleagues were still unaware.
However, these few people were very obedient to her and would often give her small gifts, treating her like an elder sister in school.
Others might be wary of Wei Yumeng, but she wasn't afraid.
She immediately pushed past those few people and walked up to her. "Wei Yumeng, do you really think you're President Zhan's personal secretary? Let me tell you, don't have any improper thoughts. President Zhan's fiancée is our company's Director Feng. Do you really think it's your turn? Why are you so eager?"
Wei Yumeng's eyes sharpened, shooting towards Zhu Li like an arrow.
"Does this have anything to do with you? Why does it sound like you're jealous? Could it be that you like President Zhan?"
Zhu Li seemed to have her thoughts exposed and became flustered, even her speech becoming hesitant.
"You... you're talking nonsense! I'm not like you, coveting things that don't belong to you."
Wei Yumeng raised an eyebrow with amusement.
"Which eye of yours saw me coveting?"
This thing originally belonged to her, so what was there to covet?
Zhu Li didn't expect the seemingly delicate Wei Yumeng to be so sharp-tongued, making her somewhat unable to cope.
The other colleagues dared not speak. They all knew that in the cafeteria last time, Wei Yumeng had caused several colleagues to be punished. They were unsure who was backing Wei Yumeng, so they were afraid to step forward rashly.
Zhu Li felt embarrassed and glared back at the colleagues who had been the most enthusiastic in their gossip.
"Weren't you all quite eloquent just now? What, are you scared now that you see her?"
These people also didn't dare to provoke Zhu Li, so they had to brace themselves and step up.
A long-haired woman wearing glasses spoke.
"You were with President Zhan last night, yet you dare to say you are innocent? I think you are intentionally seducing President Zhan."
The people next to her also agreed that she made sense and quickly chimed in.
"Exactly, don't look at yourself. You think you're something special."
"Even Director Feng doesn't have the privilege to make coffee for President Zhan. What right do you have?"
Wei Yumeng couldn't be bothered to discuss useless things with them.
"Making coffee has become a privilege? If you like it, I can give you this privilege."
She deliberately emphasized the word "privilege."
If Zhan Mohan hadn't asked her to make it, she should be busy with her work. Making coffee was wasting her time, and if she couldn't finish, she'd have to work overtime tonight.
Zhu Li couldn't stand Wei Yumeng's proud demeanor and couldn't help but shove her.
"Do you think you're so pleased with yourself, so great? Do you think President Zhan is backing you, so you can ignore us?"
Wei Yumeng was never one to be pushed around, especially by people of equal standing.
If it was just talk, it was fine. But if it came to action...
Her eyes sharpened, and she pushed Zhu Li to the ground.
Zhu Li, caught off guard, looked at Wei Yumeng in disbelief and screamed.
"Are you crazy?"
Wei Yumeng showed no fear. "I think you're the crazy one. President Zhan asked me to make coffee. If you have any problems, you can go find President Zhan. As for the time wasted here, I will report it truthfully to President Zhan."
She turned around and methodically made the coffee, then carried it out. Those women could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything to her.
Zhu Li trembled with anger and glanced at the useless women.
"What are you waiting for? Help me up!"
Only then did those few people snap back to their senses and quickly helped Zhu Li up. She stared fiercely in the direction Wei Yumeng had left, gritting her teeth.
"I will never let her off!"
If you want to fight me, let's see who wins.
Wei Yumeng didn't choose to deliver the coffee to Ning Tao's office first. Instead, she carried both cups directly to Zhan Mohan's office.
She calmly placed the coffee on his desk.
"President Zhan, your coffee."
Zhan Mohan didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to flip through the documents in his hand.
"Why did it take so long?"
"Nothing, I encountered some trouble in the pantry. I'll be going back now."
As she was about to turn away, Zhan Mohan suddenly called out.
"Wait a moment."
The corners of Wei Yumeng's lips curved slightly as she turned around and asked him formally.
"Is there anything else, President Zhan?"