465: Chapter 465: The Last Ultimatum of the Three Golden Flowers 465: Chapter 465: The Last Ultimatum of the Three Golden Flowers The cheerfulness in the office did improve Tangyu’s mood, and another thing that made him particularly happy was that Li Xiang was no longer with the company.
According to Li Jie, she had resigned to go back to school.
Without the clingy Li Xiang around, Tangyu felt much more at ease; he didn’t need to avoid anyone anymore.
Otherwise, facing Li Xiang always made him feel quite helpless.
After the excitement died down, everyone got back to their passionate work, but Tangyu didn’t have much to do.
Li Jie had stopped assigning him tasks a long time ago because Tangyu was hardly ever at the company, and assigning him tasks was pointless.
Moreover, Fang Min and Xinxin had specifically instructed not to give Tangyu any tasks.
Now, one could say Tangyu was the most leisurely of them all; sitting in the office, he didn’t even know what to do.
He wasn’t much good at QQ either.
The only thing he knew how to do on the computer was to type in those few URLs he would never forget and watch some videos beneficial to his physical and mental health.
But in the office, he couldn’t just watch those, could he?
With no other choice, Tangyu simply watched the others work.
Fortunately, Wang Dazhuang, the chatterbox, kept talking to him nonstop.
The three beauties sashayed toward Tangyu again, looking particularly enchanting today, approaching like waves, sending shivers down one’s spine just by looking at them.
As soon as they arrived, they kicked Wang Dazhuang aside and surrounded Tangyu.
Their hands boldly reached out toward him, unabashedly taking advantage of him.
Of course, they also let Tangyu take advantage of them.
“Big hero, do you have time tonight?” Zhou Mei asked.
“No,” Tangyu replied very directly.
He was kidding; he didn’t dare provoke these three fairies anymore, afraid they might eat him alive.
After all, he was still a virgin, and what if he was “devoured”?
“Yo, big hero, you really are busy, huh?
But you still owe us a meal, don’t you, big hero?
You haven’t forgotten, have you?” Zhou Ruoruo said.
“This—I certainly remember,” Tangyu admitted, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
He had been putting off this dinner for a while and had already declined several times.
It would be rude to decline again.
“Hehe, see, that’s settled then.
You’ve stood us up several times already.
You’re not going to continue doing that today, are you?
If you do, you’ll break our hearts,” said Zhong Xiaoling, who was relatively the most honest of the bunch.
She was even pulling out this act now, talking about ‘breaking our hearts.’ Tangyu felt a chill running down his spine.
“Alright, alright, tonight, I will definitely attend,” Tangyu said.
“You’re not going to stand us up again tonight, are you?” Zhou Mei asked with an alluring smile.
“Of course not, a real man keeps his word,” Tangyu said.
“But you’ve already stood us up several times, haven’t you?”
“That—purely accidental.
It won’t happen today, trust me.”
“Mmm, okay, we’ll trust you, trusting that this time you won’t let down the three of us.”
“Um…”
“Remember, we’ll be waiting for you after work.”
“…Alright.”
After seeing off the three beauties, Tangyu pursed his lips with a wry face.
Having these three as colleagues—one wonders if it’s good luck or bad luck.
Wang Dazhuang looked at Tangyu with a smug grin, the scene oozing with flirtation, making Tangyu want to punch him for enjoying his misfortune.
No, this wasn’t just enjoying another’s misfortune; there was envy and resentment too.
“Bro Tao, tonight you’re going to be the hero winning the beauty, having a big time,” Wang Dazhuang snickered, with a heavy emphasis on “having a big time.”
“Get lost,” Tangyu grumbled, his face turning red with indignation.
Slandering, outright slandering!
How could someone as pure as him ever do anything impure?
“Bro Tao, let me give you a phone, with high-definition camera oh, 13 megapixels, perfect for taking photos,” Wang Dazhuang continued unabashedly.
Tangyu got angry: “Pervert, ruining me.” After saying that, he swiveled and left.
Leaving the office, Tangyu headed towards Fang Min’s office; visiting the company, he ought to at least say hello, especially since he didn’t have much else to do.
“Sister Min,” Tangyu came directly to Fang Min’s desk; her office door was always unlocked.
Fang Min then looked up, a hint of surprise on her face upon seeing Tangyu.
She quickly smiled and said, “So you came to the company.
You’re a hero now but still think of coming to the office, that’s really rare.”
“Uh, Sister Min, you’re teasing me too,” Tangyu said.
“Not at all, I’m praising you, can’t you tell?” Fang Min responded.
“Alright,” Tangyu curled his lip.
Fang Min chuckled and teased, “Okay, just kidding.
These past few days, the magazines are all about your news.
How does it feel?”
“People fear becoming famous like pigs fear fattening.
I was born to be low-key; being high-profile doesn’t suit me,” Tangyu shook his head and said.
“Why do I feel like you’re acting coy despite getting a bargain?
So many people use all their wits and means just to become famous, and now that you are so well-known, you’re still not satisfied?” Fang Min said.
Tangyu shook his head, “It’s not about dissatisfaction; it’s more about suitability.
Everyone has their own path that suits them, and I guess this kind of path doesn’t suit me.
Actually, I’ve always preferred living a simple, happy life; a simple life is the real deal, and quite good too.”
Fang Min was slightly startled, looked at Tangyu, and after a while said, “What you’re saying has a lot of insight about life.
Yes, simplicity is the real deal, but how many people can truly understand that?
Never mind, as long as you follow your own path.
By the way, Tangyu, are you free tonight?”
Tangyu raised an eyebrow, could it be that Sister Min was also asking him out?
Had he suddenly become so popular?
“What is it, Sister Min?” Tangyu asked.
Fang Min said, “It’s like this, my parents saw some news about you in the newspaper.
They’re extremely happy for you but also worried about your injuries.
They initially insisted on me taking them to the hospital to see you, but I refused.
Yesterday, they even told the neighbors—you know, about my ‘boyfriend’—and with the neighbors’ encouragement, my parents insisted that if I’m free, I should take you home for a meal.
I don’t know how to refuse them, so…”
“Hehe, is that so?
Sister Min, how about tomorrow night?
Tonight, I promised to treat the Three Golden Flowers to dinner.
They’ve asked me several times already, and I’ve stood them up every time.
If I don’t treat them tonight, I really would feel too bad,” Tangyu said with a smile.
Fang Min nodded, “That’s fine, let’s do tomorrow.
But—will this be an inconvenience for you?
If it’s not convenient, let’s forget it.
I’ll explain to my parents myself.”
“Not at all, Sister Min, once a lie has started, don’t stop it midway.
If you go and tell them now, the old couple would be very upset.
A white lie, I think, is sometimes pretty good,” Tangyu said, thinking to himself that this situation didn’t necessarily have to be a lie; it could become reality.
But—for now, let things take their natural course.
Forcing it would just end up hurting a lot of people.
Fang Min also helplessly shook her head and agreed, “Alright then.”
“Okay, then tomorrow after work I’ll come find you.
Get back to work now; I’m going to check on Sister Xin,” Tangyu said.
“Alright, off you go,” Fang Min nodded, watching Tangyu’s retreating figure, she found herself lost in thought, her mind drifting far away.
After leaving Fang Min’s office, Tangyu ran into Liu Shanshan.
Seeing Tangyu, Liu Shanshan’s face immediately showed surprise as she greeted him, “Tangyu, you’re all right?”
“I’m fine, totally fine.
Who am I?
I’m the Divine Doctor, a little injury like this is nothing,” Tangyu said somewhat conceitedly.
Liu Shanshan examined Tangyu and, reassured, said, “That’s good to hear.” After that, she momentarily ran out of things to say, and the two of them stood facing each other, the atmosphere turning somewhat ambiguous, stirring Tangyu’s heart.
After a while, Tangyu finally said, “I’m going to see Sister Xin.”
“Alright, go ahead, I’ve got work to do too,” Liu Shanshan nodded.
If Tangyu didn’t have plans with the Three Golden Flowers that evening, he would’ve liked to ask Liu Shanshan out for dinner, but now he had to let that thought go.
After saying goodbye to Liu Shanshan, Tangyu directly entered Zhao Xinxin’s office, and upon scanning the room, he noticed there was a guest and that Zhao Xinxin was engaged in conversation.
Tangyu, about to leave, retracted his step, thinking of making his exit first.
“Tangyu, come on in,” Zhao Xinxin called out upon spotting him.
Stepping inside, Tangyu said to Zhao Xinxin, “Sorry, Sister Xin, I didn’t realize you had a guest.
If you’re busy, I’ll just come back later.”
“It’s fine, we’re all friends here,” Zhao Xinxin said.
“It’s you!” a slightly surprised voice rang out.
Tangyu was momentarily startled, looking over to the woman who had addressed him.
After a moment, he remembered her; they had met at Lin Group.
It was that receptionist named Lu Yao.
He hadn’t expected her to be the one talking with Zhao Xinxin, but her being a receptionist, why would she come to Xinxin Culture and Art?
Moreover, Zhao Xinxin seemed quite cordial with her.
Surely Lin Group wouldn’t send just a receptionist to them, or would they?
“You’re Lu Yao?” Tangyu asked.
“Hehe, yes, I’m Lu Yao.
Mr.
Tang still remembers me,” Lu Yao said with a smile.
Zhao Xinxin looked at Tangyu and asked, “You know Director Lu?”
“Director Lu?” Tangyu looked at Lu Yao, it seemed she had been promoted.
Lu Yao smiled at Zhao Xinxin, “Manager Zhao, to speak of it, I have Mr.
Tang to thank for an encounter that changed my life.
Back then I was just a humble receptionist, and if not for Mr.
Tang, I’d probably still be one.
It was Tangyu who changed my fate, allowing me to leapfrog directly to being the office director.
I hadn’t had the opportunity to thank Mr.
Tang yet, and I never expected to see him here today.
Life is truly full of surprises.”
“Oh, I see,” Zhao Xinxin looked at Tangyu, thinking he really did have a knack for doing good deeds.
She was actually quite surprised that Lu Yao, who was a receptionist just last month, could return after National Day as an office director—a trajectory so meteoric it was astonishing.
Apparently, all of this was Tangyu’s doing.
With Tangyu involved, everything made sense.
After all, Tangyu was President Lin’s future son-in-law; promoting someone on his account was the most ordinary thing.
“No need to thank me; I didn’t help you much.
If you’ve been promoted like this, it’s down to your own opportunities.
You seized it, so there’s no need to thank me,” Tangyu said.
“Hehe, Mr.
Tang, you are too modest.
By the way, do you have time tonight?
I would like to invite you and Manager Zhao for dinner.
May I have the honor?” Lu Yao asked.
Tangyu was getting a headache, another invitation: “I’m truly not free tonight, maybe some other time.”
“Oh, alright then.
In that case, I’ll make an individual appointment with Mr.
Tang another time,” Lu Yao said.