Vice President Gao chose a famous wilderness training camp in the southern city for the team-building event.
As the bus neared the destination, they could see training grounds and slogans that looked like they were from a movie, exuding an air of authority.
A line of tall, young coaches, dressed in camouflage uniforms, with belts cinched at their waists, black combat boots, and hats, stared straight ahead with stern professionalism.
Expecting team-building to be about eating, drinking, and relaxing, they hadn't anticipated physical games.
The girls complained, and the boys cheered, and the bus erupted in renewed excitement.
Jiang Nan Fang had been breathing in the air by the window, relieved she hadn't felt nauseous along the way.
But seeing this now, wasn't the plan to share motivational stories and promote corporate culture? This...
She shouldn't have been swayed by the cunning Vice President Gao!
Upon arrival, Vice President Gao told everyone to get off the bus: "Line up properly. We'll be re-dividing into teams shortly."
Jiang Nan Fang and Zhan Bei Jue remained at the back.
Jiang Nan Fang said, "Vice President Gao, I'm not feeling well and cannot participate in the drills."
"Didn't you say I just needed to show up and didn't have to do anything? I won't be getting off."
"They look imposing, but they're just simple little games, not tiring."
Vice President Gao showed her the program list.
"Don't believe me? Look, they're all brain teasers and team-building games. You're all tired enough from work. Don't worry, we won't make you do anything high-intensity."
Jiang Nan Fang glanced at the list of activities, and that seemed acceptable.
She stood up.
"Excuse me, President Zhan, could you please let me pass?"
Zhan Bei Jue stared straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard. After a two-second pause, he stood up and asked Vice President Gao.
"How will the teams be divided?"
"Go ask the coaches. Come on, we're all participating, no slacking."
The three of them got off and stood at the front of the line.
The head coach spoke to everyone with solemnity and passion, then instructed everyone to count off.
From one to the last person.
Vice President Gao, standing first, naturally said, "One."
Zhan Bei Jue reluctantly said, "Two," Jiang Nan Fang said, "Three," all the way to the 151st person.
The coach announced, "There are a total of 151 colleagues. 25 people per team, for a total of six teams."
"One to 25 is the first team. Now, everyone, according to the number you just called out, please voluntarily form your teams."
"Teams formed within one minute get ten points, not formed within one minute lose ten points. 151st person, come to me."
With a rush, everyone quickly started forming teams according to their numbers.
The person who was last went to the coach.
"You will be my assistant and help me supervise them for cheating throughout the entire process."
Soon, everyone was in position, and the coach said again.
"Alright, the six teams have assembled. Now, within one minute, discuss your team name and who your captain is. The games will officially begin soon, quickly!"
The pace was quite urgent.
Stimulated by his shouting, everyone's competitive spirit ignited, and they quickly huddled together to discuss team names.
The team members were colleagues from the technical and finance departments. Vice President Gao turned to them and asked what they planned to name their team.
"War Wolves. Invincible and unstoppable, our team's undeniable choice."
"And the captain?"
"President Zhan, obviously. Engineer Jiang as vice-captain, no one has any objections."
Vice President Gao happily made the decision and raised his hand to report to the coach.
"We've finished our discussion! The team name is War Wolves, Captain Mr. Zhan Bei Jue, Vice-Captain Ms. Jiang Nan Fang."
"Very efficient. Assistant, award them ten points."
Then, the head coach dispatched a coach to their front.
"Get ready and follow me to change clothes."
Everyone changed into camouflage uniforms.
Knowing Zhan Bei Jue's germophobia and his exceptional height, Vice President Gao had a custom outfit made for him in advance.
After changing into the new clothes, they looked incredibly cool.
Have you all seen the Korean drama Descendants of the Sun?
He looked exactly like Song Joong Ki oppa when he first appeared in his military uniform and sunglasses.
Watching him emerge in a crisp camouflage uniform, wearing sunglasses, with a poker face.
When he looked up, Jiang Nan Fang was once again captivated by his handsomeness.
Damn it. This scoundrel, his appearance is too outstanding, too easily leading people to sin.
Don't look at him, don't admire him!
He's a rotten egg in a golden shell, don't look at him!
Unexpectedly, in Zhan Bei Jue's eyes, Jiang Nan Fang was the same.
Her appearance was too outstanding, easily leading people to sin, and he was also advising himself not to look at her.
This woman, although not very tall, had truly graceful curves.
Her skin everywhere was beautiful, and even her hair looked more lustrous and shiny than the women around her.
Wearing sunglasses and a hat, with a belt cinched, she stood there with heroic spirit.
He really wanted to rush up and hug her...
The girls from the finance department started screaming when they saw Zhan Bei Jue.
"President Zhan looks so handsome! Oh my god, look at those legs, they must be two meters long."
"Longer than Song Joong Ki's legs, help, I'm going to faint."
"We're so lucky to be on his team today, shall we ask him for a photo?"
"I don't dare. They say President Zhan is difficult to talk to, what if he refuses..."
"Oh, come on, there are a few of us. With so many people, he won't refuse."
The few women, whispering with their phones, walked up to him.
"President Zhan, could we take a photo with you?"
Zhan Bei Jue had seen them approaching from afar and was mentally prepared.
"Someone will help take photos midway, and they'll be posted in the group at the end. You can choose then. It's not necessary now."
He shifted uncomfortably to the side.
This habit of his, being uncomfortable interacting with women other than Jiang Nan Fang, had clearly not improved.
Seeing that he was indeed unapproachable, they stuck out their tongues and went back to line up.
The teams were formed, and the coach came to tell them.
The most important aspects of a team are trust and collaboration.
To build mutual trust, the first game they would play is number transmission.
"You have ten minutes. The method is not limited, as long as you transmit the number you know to the next person."
"This game, to date, no team in the world has ever completely won. It heavily tests默契 (mòqì - tacit understanding/chemistry). Be prepared."
Everyone was quite dismissive.
Just a few numbers, passed from one person to another.
They weren't elementary school students, they couldn't possibly get it wrong.
The captain sat in the first position, the vice-captain in the second, and Vice President Gao in the third.
Twenty-five people were lined up in order. The coach wrote four numbers, 8538, and handed them to the 25th person.
He confidently raised his hand and wrote these four characters on the back of the teammate in front of him.
Then, everyone wrote on the back of the teammate in front of them according to what they guessed.
By the time it reached Vice President Gao, it had already become 839.
Then, because Vice President Gao's clothes were not smooth and poked his hand, he felt it as 837 and passed it to Jiang Nan Fang.
Jiang Nan Fang looked at Zhan Bei Jue's broad and well-fitting back, let out a sigh of relief, and gently traced a few lines on his back.
She felt a gentle current on his back, a tingling sensation, and several numbers entered her mind.
Zhan Bei Jue took the paper and wrote down 837.