Zhan Mohan noticed the cup of coffee in her hand at this moment. He pointed at it.
"Who is this one for?"
"Oh, Director Ning heard you asked me to make coffee and asked me to make one for her too. I need to deliver it to her."
She appeared quite anxious.
Zhan Mohan frowned, a flicker of displeasure crossing his deep, dark eyes.
"Wei Yumeng, you are the company's translator and logistics staff, not a coffee-making girl. Don't you know what you should be doing?"
She looked distressed. "Director Ning is my superior. If my superior asks me to make coffee, can I refuse?"
Zhan Mohan pushed himself up from the desk, telling her with overwhelming possessiveness,
"From now on, you can only make it for me."
His aura left no room for resistance.
Wei Yumeng stared into his profound eyes, but didn't quite understand what Zhan Mohan meant.
Seeing her still looking at him, Zhan Mohan spoke with displeasure.
"Why are you still standing there? Have you finished the information I requested?"
Wei Yumeng hurriedly came back to her senses. "I'll do it right away."
She picked up the coffee and hurried out.
When she delivered it to Director Ning's office, Ning Tao glanced at Wei Yumeng with extreme smugness, took the coffee forcefully, and took a sip.
"It's indeed better than what those people usually make. But don't think that making two cups of coffee will make President Zhan look at you any more."
Wei Yumeng didn't care about making coffee for Zhan Mohan, nor did she want to curry favor with anyone.
However, Ning Tao's words made her feel very uncomfortable, as if she were trying to flirt with Zhan Mohan.
If Ning Tao were targeting her for such a reason, it was indeed unnecessary.
"If Director Ning is willing to make coffee for President Zhan, I can teach you."
Ning Tao's eyes lit up. "Really..."
Upon realizing she was speaking to Wei Yumeng, she quickly changed her tone.
"Who cares about your trivial skills? If my work performance improves, President Zhan will naturally appreciate me. That's much more useful than making two cups of coffee."
Wei Yumeng replied humbly, "Director Ning is right."
Seeing that her attitude was quite good today, Ning Tao waved her hand.
"Alright, from now on, if you make coffee for President Zhan, you should make one for me too."
"Yes."
Wei Yumeng left Ning Tao's office, a cold laugh echoing in her heart. She would be willing to make coffee for Ning Tao, but only if Zhan Mohan agreed.
As he had said before, no matter how lowly her status was outside, she was now Zhan Mohan's wife. To bully her was equivalent to disrespecting Zhan Mohan.
She might not care about her reputation, but the Zhan family had to.
She now understood that even if you constantly back down in front of these people, they wouldn't make your life easy.
Since she had decided to stay with the Zhan family, she had to make good use of her identity as the young madam of the Zhan family.
Wei Yumeng returned to her workstation and continued her work. Less than fifteen minutes later, she heard news from other colleagues.
"I just saw Fang Xun go to Director Ning's office."
"What did Fang Xun go to Director Ning's office for?"
"I think I heard Fang Xun tell Director Ning not to monopolize company resources, and that Wei Yumeng is busy with translation and logistics, not just a coffee-making girl."
Those colleagues were like paparazzi, craning their necks.
"How did Director Ning reply?"
"Pfft, Director Ning meekly said that because she heard President Zhan asking Wei Yumeng to make coffee, she casually asked for one too."
"Then Fang Xun asked Director Ning pointedly, 'Can you and President Zhan be considered equals?'"
"So, does that mean from now on, only President Zhan can ask Wei Yumeng to make coffee?"
A young girl in her twenties giggled beside them.
"Why do I smell a hint of a domineering CEO and his sweet little wife? If you imagine President Zhan as a domineering man, and Wei Yumeng as his sweet little wife, then it's normal for President Zhan to ask his sweet little wife to make coffee, but others can't."
"Alright, you've read too many romance novels. None of the female colleagues in this company want to be President Zhan's sweet little wife. Even if they can't be his sweet little wife, being a confidante would be nice."
"Everyone, get back to work. If Director Ning hears this, you'll all be in trouble."
Wei Yumeng remained silent, but this outcome did not surprise her at all.
Perhaps Ning Tao would not dare to ask her to make coffee from now on.
After being lectured by Fang Xun, Ning Tao flew into a rage in her office, smashing everything on her desk. Her delicate face was contorted with ferocity. A female colleague outside, who was supposed to deliver a report, hesitated, not daring to enter. Going in at this moment would be a death sentence.
Feng Shiming passed by and saw her hesitating.
"What's wrong?"
The female colleague was startled. "Director Feng, that... Director Ning seems to be in a bad mood."
Feng Shiming happened to need something from Ning Tao.
"Give me the file."
The female colleague was relieved. "Thank you, Director Feng."
Feng Shiming took the file and pushed open the door. Ning Tao, with her back to the door, screamed without looking when she heard the movement.
"Get out!"
"What's with all the anger?"
Ning Tao froze, then turned around in a panic.
"Director Feng."
Feng Shiming threw the file onto her desk. "The employees under you are afraid of your temper and dare not come in, so they asked me to bring it in."
Ning Tao quickly tidied her appearance and then tidied up the desk.
"I'm sorry, Director Feng. You've seen a sight."
Feng Shiming wore a blue bell-sleeved top with high-waisted jeans, her long, curly honey-tea colored hair cascading down. Her delicate and beautiful face, with her cat-like eyes, was alluring and charming.
She looked exactly like a little princess who had been doted on since childhood.
Feng Shiming sat in a chair and casually picked up a photo frame from the desk. It was a picture of Ning Tao when she first joined the company.
"I heard that you brought Wei Yumeng into the conference room today and asked her to make you a cup of coffee, and then Fang Xun scolded you for it."
The mention of this incident made Ning Tao furious.
"I don't know what Wei Yumeng's background is. Does she really have a relationship with President Zhan? I heard President Zhan ask her to make coffee in the conference room, so I casually asked her to make one for me too. Who knew this would get back to President Zhan, and he'd send Fang Xun specifically to scold me."
She pouted, wishing she could call Wei Yumeng in and scold her severely.
"Asking Wei Yumeng to make a cup of coffee has somehow become an act of monopolizing company resources."
Feng Shiming remained silent, only letting out a cold laugh.
Ning Tao noticed her unusual smile and asked in confusion,
"Director Feng, why are you laughing? We're on the same boat, and you're... "
She was quite bewildered.
Feng Shiming laughed at Ning Tao's foolishness. Regardless of her background, Wei Yumeng was Mo Han Gege's wife. Even if he didn't like her, he wouldn't allow others to bully his people.
Ning Tao actually dared to ask Wei Yumeng to make coffee for her. Wasn't that equivalent to courting death?
As for how Mo Han Gege found out that Ning Tao had asked Wei Yumeng to make coffee, the answer was obvious, wasn't it? She must have implicitly hinted at it.
"You don't even know who reported you, shouldn't I laugh?"
Ning Tao immediately understood.
"Are you saying... I was tricked by Wei Yumeng?"
"That's more or less the case. But she definitely didn't say it directly to President Zhan, because he really dislikes tattling, which would make him feel disgusted. Wei Yumeng must have done it indirectly through hints."
Ning Tao slammed the table in anger. "That Wei Yumeng! How dare she scheme against me."
"I recently heard about the Riyuewan project. Our company's senior management needs a translator to accompany them abroad. Wei Yumeng is majoring in this field, isn't she?"
"But our senior management is such a..." Ning Tao was about to say something, but then she saw Feng Shiming's expression and immediately understood. "I get it. Wei Yumeng's major is translation, and she's the best translator in our department. This position is hers."
"Then make the arrangements," Feng Shiming said, then got up. Ning Tao watched her leave, a sinister smile flashing in her eyes.
Since Wei Yumeng dared to scheme against her, let's see if she could deal with her.
At six o'clock, nearing the end of work, Ning Tao walked into the office and clapped her hands.
"Everyone, stop what you're doing for a moment. I have an announcement."
The other colleagues temporarily put down their work and looked at Ning Tao in unison.
"Recently, our company has a project. The company's senior management needs to bring a translator. The translators in other departments are all busy, so our department will send one translator."
The colleagues remained silent, seemingly unwilling to participate.
The atmosphere became awkward.
Suddenly, Zhu Li spoke.
"Isn't our company's new hire, Wei Yumeng, quite good?"