Chapter 85: Ryan Group Spokesperson

Monday.

The most nightmarish day for every wage slave.

Shen Huai stood in the restroom, looking at his slightly haggard complexion, and let out another heavy sigh.

Last night, he had rarely been left undisturbed.

There were no surprise visits from troublesome neighbors, nor any sudden, harassing phone calls.

Yet, Shen Huai suffered from insomnia.

At the mere thought of going to the company tomorrow and having to deal with a bunch of ex-girlfriends,

Shen Huai felt utterly exhausted.

With his ex-girlfriends gathered together, this kind of Shura field could simply be called hell-level.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, he just lay there with his eyes open until morning.

It wasn't until the first ray of morning sunlight pierced into his eyes through the gap in the curtains

that Shen Huai belatedly realized what had happened.

Oh well, he'd pulled an all-nighter.

Subconsciously, he wanted to ask for leave again, but the moment he thought of Tong Yue's expression, his neck shrank back instantly.

Forget it, he'd better go.

If the Ryan project were delayed any further, Tong Yue would probably come after him with a knife in hand.

Walking with heavy steps, Shen Huai had just stepped through the main entrance of the Xingyao headquarters.

He collided head-on with a figure rushing over.

In an instant.

Shen Huai was hit so hard he saw stars; he stood still and looked, and it was actually Zhang Xiaolan! "Director Zhang, I'm sorry..." Shen Huai apologized hurriedly.

Unexpectedly.

The moment Zhang Xiaolan saw Shen Huai, her expression was as if she had seen a ghost, and she looked like she wanted to slip away immediately.

Her demeanor was not at all as calm as it had been before.

"It's fine, it's fine." Zhang Xiaolan swallowed, hurriedly straightening the collar that had been knocked crooked by Shen Huai, "It's not your fault, it's just that I was walking too hurriedly."

?? Shen Huai's expression froze.

This Zhang Xiaolan, was she just now... offering a reverse explanation?

Su Meng, who was following behind, had her pupils dilate, and she blinked in surprise: "Director, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaolan turned back, her face sinking in an instant: "You're still asking me what's wrong? Why were you urging me from behind?"

"I...?"

At this, Su Meng's eyes widened even further.

Good grief, the blame had fallen from the sky.

"Director, I didn't—"

Before she could finish her sentence.

A chorus of exclamations suddenly came from behind: "Good morning, Team Leader Lin."

"Good, good morning, Team Leader Lin."

Looking back.

He saw Lin Yeman wearing a silk, form-fitting long dress with lace cutouts.

Her ample charms were faintly visible through the cutout design at the waist, high-end and seductive, with the atmosphere fully set.

The only flaw was that this long dress completely covered Lin Yeman's swan neck.

As for the reason, perhaps only Shen Huai knew.

The moment she saw Lin Yeman.

Zhang Xiaolan's expression grew flustered; she turned her head to give Shen Huai a meaningful look and said hurriedly, "I have something else to do, so I'll be going now."

Having said that, she couldn't wait to pull Su Meng toward the conference room next door.

Su Meng didn't even have time to greet Shen Huai before she was forcibly dragged away by Zhang Xiaolan.

Seeing Zhang Xiaolan flee quickly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yeman's mouth, her gaze fixed on Shen Huai, and she waved at him with great charm: "Hi, good morning, handsome Shen."

Instantly.

The gazes in the headquarters lobby gathered on the two of them.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, was the Xingyao celebrity Team Leader Lin... openly flirting with a new employee? Shen Huai's Adam's apple bobbed, and he braced himself to respond: "Good morning, Team Leader Lin."

"Why are you standing here and not leaving? Are you waiting for me?"

After speaking, Lin Yeman smiled and took a few steps forward, taking Shen Huai's arm with extreme naturalness: "Perfect, let's go up together."

!!!

In an instant.

Shen Huai felt a chill run down his spine.

The surrounding gazes were like sharp blades, pinning him firmly to the spot.

"Team Leader Lin."

Shen Huai's mouth twitched.

This move by Lin Yeman was simply outrageous.

This madwoman, when she starts acting crazy, she doesn't care about the occasion at all.

Shen Huai unnaturally pulled his arm back: "Team Leader Lin, please mind your image; be careful of people gossiping about you." "Oh, really?"

Lin Yeman teased with a smile, her sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings: "Just now, who was gossiping about me?"

In an instant.

The onlookers who had been surrounding the two of them scattered immediately, each of them turning their heads away like shrinking turtles, not daring to take another look.

Lin Yeman withdrew her gaze and put her smile back on: "See, no one."

After a pause, Lin Yeman's voice couldn't help but rise a few notches, aiming pointedly at the surroundings: "The company forbids speaking ill of others behind their backs; violators will be fired. I don't think anyone would dare to defy the rules, right?"

"What are you saying, Team Leader Lin? How could we do such a thing?"

"Yeah, yeah, and, uh, I didn't see anything just now."

"Oh, I suddenly realized I forgot to clock in. I have to go make up for it."

"Me too, let's go, let's go, I'll go with you to clock in!"

The crowd scattered in a swarm, and even the receptionist girl made an excuse about getting water and left the crime scene.

In a flash.

The vast lobby on the first floor was left with only Lin Yeman and Shen Huai.

"Let's go."

Lin Yeman took Shen Huai's hand again and dragged him into the elevator.

"Ding—"

The 6th floor arrived.

Shen Huai hurried out, wanting to get away from this whirlpool of public opinion as quickly as possible.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yeman followed him out unhurriedly, trailing behind Shen Huai in a leisurely manner.

Shen Huai couldn't help but frown and stop, turning around to say: "Team Leader Lin, the Artist Management Department is on the 11th floor."

"I know."

Lin Yeman blinked: "But your Team Leader Tong is urging me to come to the 6th floor for a meeting, so what can I do?"

Shen Huai was completely helpless.

He could only walk forward in silence, keeping a distance of half a meter from Lin Yeman the entire time.

At this moment.

Shen Huai's mood was exceptionally heavy.

This heaviness was not because he felt he had lost face from being teased by Lin Yeman in public.

It was because he knew.

What followed would inevitably be another storm of trouble.

Sure enough.

When Shen Huai appeared at the entrance of the Group 2 office.

Tong Yue's expression brightened instantly.

The next moment, her eyes darted behind him, and her expression immediately sank.

Lin Yeman chuckled as she walked out from behind Shen Huai and sat down in front of Tong Yue: "Team Leader Tong, I haven't seen you in a few days, why has your complexion been getting worse and worse?"

"..." Shen Huai's brain was buzzing.

This ancestor, her way of speaking was too artistic.

In an instant, the office was deathly silent.

An invisible smoke of gunpowder permeated from the two of them.

Tong Yue took a deep breath, suppressed her irritable emotions, and said coldly: "Naturally, I don't live as comfortably as some people who take leave."

"Indeed, I have been living quite comfortably these past two days." Lin Yeman took an inch and wanted a mile, glancing sideways at Shen Huai.

This sentence made Tong Yue so angry she almost jumped.

In all fairness.

When it came to being a master of sarcasm, Lin Yeman was number one; no one dared to claim number two.

Tong Yue's sharp temperament and her straightforward thinking, which was overly fixated on right and wrong,

were simply no match for an old fox like Lin Yeman.

She glared angrily at Lin Yeman, and the fire also burned onto Shen Huai.

After fiercely glaring at the two of them, Tong Yue sat back down in her seat, her face completely collapsing.

"If you have something to say, say it!"

Lin Yeman smiled: "Why is Team Leader Tong so angry? Wasn't it you who asked me to come and discuss the progress of the Ryan project?"

Tong Yue mocked: "So Team Leader Lin still remembers that you have a project."

"Naturally."

Lin Yeman took out her phone, flipped through it calmly, and then turned the screen toward Tong Yue.

On the screen was the official store interface of the Ryan Group.

"Long before I took leave, I had already let Li Xinran post a status, and at the same time, the account signature was changed to the flagship model that Ryan has yet to release."

"With the help of this wave of traffic from Yang Shuhua, this status from Li Xinran brought at least 500,000 new followers to Ryan."

Lin Yeman took her phone back, her tone composed: "Now, it is time for Team Leader Tong to fulfill your promise."

"When do you plan to announce Li Xinran's status as the first spokesperson for the Ryan Group?"

(End of this chapter)