Vice President Gao hadn't thought that far ahead.
Now, seeing the uneven distribution of personnel, he readily agreed.
"Alright, alright. As long as both sides have the same number of people, and the game can proceed."
"Mr. Zhan, Engineer Jiang, you two will be temporarily assigned to the finance department. Any objections?"
Zhan Bei Jue wasn't deaf; he had heard how much fun everyone was having.
When everyone else was happy, he was suddenly dragged here. If he remained uncooperative, he would seem unapproachable.
Although he really didn't want to participate in such a childish game, he agreed to save face.
"Fine."
Since Zhan Bei Jue had agreed, did she have the right to refuse?
Jiang Nan Fang looked out the window. "Fine."
Vice President Gao began to pose the questions.
Zhan Bei Jue sat first, naturally representing finance in the first round.
The prepared questions were all simple, but seeing Mr. Zhan go up first, Vice President Gao deliberately picked a more difficult one from the middle.
"At this moment, this night is embarrassing. What is the preceding line?"
Zhan Bei Jue suspected that Vice President Gao knew his current mood and was intentionally mocking him.
Otherwise, why would he throw such a line at him out of the blue?
It was disgusting, he really didn't want to answer.
But the carriage was silent, and everyone was looking at him. If he didn't answer, he would seem ignorant.
He could only look straight ahead and say coldly, "When will we meet again in longing?"
"Great!" Everyone applauded collectively.
"That line is quite obscure; I wouldn't have known it. Fortunately, it was given to Mr. Zhan."
"It's so difficult. Will all the next ones be this hard? I'm almost forgetting everything!"
Next, it was Jiang Nan Fang's turn.
Considering she had been abroad for a long time and might not remember Chinese well, Vice President Gao gave her a well-known line.
"Watching the sky at dawn, clouds at dusk."
Jiang Nan Fang, who was excellent at Chinese literature, had almost developed muscle memory and answered without thinking.
"Whether I walk or sit, I think of you."
"Great!" Everyone applauded again.
She only realized what was happening when she heard the applause.
What did Vice President Gao mean? He kept picking romantic poetry lines for people to answer.
Was he really not intentionally being sarcastic?
After a round of poetry lines, almost everyone answered correctly.
The two departments were evenly matched, each scoring ten points.
Next was guessing song lyrics. It started with Zhan Bei Jue again.
"I'll play the music. After the music finishes, each person will only have five seconds to think. Mr. Zhan, are you ready?"
Zhan Bei Jue was bored and wanted to roll his eyes.
How could there be such a boring game?
If he had known the journey would be so arduous, he would have definitely not given Vice President Gao face and participated in this team-building nonsense.
Listlessly, he replied, "Ready."
Vice President Gao played a piece of music.
It sounded familiar, but without lyrics, Zhan Bei Jue couldn't recall the song.
"Five, four, three..."
Everyone in the carriage counted down with Vice President Gao, anticipating him revealing the answer.
Seeing that time was running out, Zhan Bei Jue frowned deeply, still unable to answer.
Driven by a collective sense of honor and competitiveness, he put aside their personal grievances!
Jiang Nan Fang nudged his foot and whispered a cheat: "Li Zongsheng, Ghostly Obsession."
So it was a Li Zongsheng song.
The old man used to listen to him often.
Zhan Bei Jue remembered: "Li Zongsheng, Ghostly Obsession."
A cheer erupted in the carriage.
"Mr. Zhan is amazing! Zhan Bei Jue is mighty! How does Mr. Zhan know everything? Mr. Zhan is so good!"
Zhan Bei Jue suddenly felt that Vice President Gao knew everything.
It was becoming increasingly ironic.
In the song guessing segment, the men were no match for the women and suffered a crushing defeat. The finance department led by ten points.
A group of ladies shrieked and howled in the carriage like monkeys.
Vice President Gao asked them to quiet down, "Next, we enter the hottest segment of this team building, singing song lyrics!"
"The rules are similar to before, but this time it's not about guessing the title, but singing the lyrics according to the music."
"One line per person. If you sing it wrong, no points are awarded."
The male colleagues from the technical department were unconvinced.
"Engineer Jiang should have been in our technical department. Why was she assigned to their side?"
"She's the only one in our department who knows a lot. If she's taken away, of course, we can't win."
"We are not convinced. Swap Tian Gong over and give us Engineer Jiang back!"
The chubby Engineer Tian said, "Hey, hey, what are you talking about? Shouldn't I be in the technical department? Why are you kicking me out?"
"Are you stupid? There are prizes at the end. At this critical moment of survival, is your individual importance greater than the collective?"
"When we get the prize at the end and return to our department, won't you still get a share?"
Thus, the two who had been cooperating moments ago instantly became opponents.
Zhan Bei Jue and Jiang Nan Fang simultaneously swore in their hearts.
If they ever participated in such a brainless activity again, they would be dogs. Lonely, single dogs!
Both those in technology and finance were technical professions. After graduating from school, they had honed their skills in the workplace for several years, with ages ranging from 25 to 28.
They were of similar age and grew up in the same era, so their understanding of songs was similar.
Vice President Gao chose a song that everyone could sing: "Jay Chou, alright. We'll stick to the Chinese style today."
"First, it was poetry, and now it's Chinese-style songs. Come on, Blue and White Porcelain, let's go."
It was Zhan Bei Jue's turn again. With so many people watching, he couldn't possibly sing.
But he was prepared in advance and recited the lyrics when it was his turn.
This was the first time he had encountered someone reciting lyrics, and it almost led Jiang Nan Fang astray.
Fortunately, she was smart enough to bring it back.
Who knew that the lyrics of this song were quite difficult to pronounce? Although everyone had heard it, few could sing it.
When it was Engineer Li's turn, he looked anxious and clearly couldn't answer. Jiang Nan Fang quickly sang the next line.
It was the finance department's turn. "Oh no, it's over, I don't know the lyrics!"
Zhan Bei Jue took over the lyrics and recited them in dialogue again.
This peculiar person, he couldn't sing, only speak lyrics?
Jiang Nan Fang quickly sang the next line.
Then the two of them were locked in a battle.
You say a line, I sing a line; you sing a line, I say a line. Neither side gained an advantage.
The battle was fierce, and everyone in the carriage listened with bated breath, not daring to move.
Until the last line was sung by Jiang Nan Fang, thunderous applause erupted.
Vice President Gao tallied the results. Jiang Nan Fang sang one more line, "Therefore, the technical department wins this round!"
Someone immediately came out curiously to ask Zhan Bei Jue.
"Mr. Zhan, in this situation, how could you recite the lyrics so smoothly? It's the first time I've seen someone read lyrics. How did you do it?"
Raising children until they are five years old, if you tell one story every night, that's 365 stories a year.
Starting from age two, over three years, you would need over a thousand stories.
The children had photographic memories and didn't listen to the same story twice. Where would Zhan Bei Jue find so many fairy tales?
So, he read whatever he saw to the children.
Whether it was financial newspapers, menus, song lyrics, or anything with text.
As long as it could lull the children to sleep, he had tried everything.
So, what difficulty was this for him?
But Zhan Bei Jue would not reveal the truth.
"There are many things I can do. What is this?"
"Both sides performed well. Let's divide the gifts equally. The game is over, and let's let Vice President Gao rest for a while."