Chapter 26: Used to Being Flattered by Men

When they saw Rong Ci, everyone was stunned by her beauty.

Someone jumped up excitedly and asked first: “Director Yu, is this beautiful lady really our new colleague?”

“You’re well-informed,” Yu Moxun smiled, introducing to everyone: “This is Rong Ci, from our company—”

Before he could finish, Ye Qiuyu suddenly interrupted: “Director Yu, did you fire my junior because of her?”

Yu Moxun paused, then nodded: “Yes.”

“About this matter, I’ll give you an—”

Before he could say “explanation,” Ye Qiuyu looked at Rong Ci and said: “My junior just earned her Ph.D. from a top-ten global university, and she’s only twenty-five. If Miss Rong could displace my junior to join Changmo, her resume must be even more impressive, right?”

Lin Wu said Yu Moxun decided not to hire her for personal reasons.

She didn’t say what those reasons were.

Ye Qiuyu had just seen Rong Ci and Yu Moxun embracing downstairs, and assumed their relationship was intimate—he believed Rong Ci got in through connections.

Though our company is full of talent, someone with Lin Wu’s resume is rare—not just here, but nationwide.

He didn’t think Rong Ci’s resume could surpass Lin Wu’s.

Thinking this, before Rong Ci could speak, he sneered: “But Miss Rong looks so young—anyone unaware might think she hasn’t even graduated from her Ph.D. program yet.”

As for why he didn’t hire Lin Wu, Yu Moxun had planned to talk to Ye Qiuyu later.

After all, this involved the personal conflict between Rong Ci and Lin Wu—it wasn’t appropriate to discuss in front of so many people.

But he hadn’t expected Ye Qiuyu to launch an attack so suddenly.

He frowned: “Qiuyu—”

But Ye Qiuyu thought Yu Moxun was about to defend Rong Ci—he cut him off loudly: “Director Yu, I’m speaking to Miss Rong.”

He stared at Rong Ci: “I’m only asking about your education. Is it so hard to answer? Why do you need Director Yu to speak for you? Or are you not even a Ph.D. graduate? Or is your university not ranked globally, so you’re too embarrassed to say?”

Rong Ci didn’t find it hard to answer.

She said calmly: “I haven’t earned my Ph.D. yet—but—”

At her words, Ye Qiuyu laughed.

He knew he hadn’t guessed wrong.

After all, not every woman has Lin Wu’s caliber.

He snorted, cutting her off before she could finish: “But? What are you going to say? That even without a Ph.D., your expertise isn’t inferior to ours? What gave you this delusion? That you have a pretty face and are used to being flattered by men—do you really think you have real talent?”

Hearing this, Yu Moxun exploded: “Qiuyu!”

Reasonable doubt is fine, but Ye Qiuyu had gone too far—he was outright insulting Rong Ci!

How could he not be furious?

Ye Qiuyu took off his employee badge: “I quit.”

“You—”

Yu Moxun hadn’t expected Ye Qiuyu to be this impulsive.

Ye Qiuyu looked at Yu Moxun: “Director Yu, I always thought you valued talent and kept personal and professional matters separate. Now I see I was wrong about you.”

After speaking, Ye Qiuyu turned and walked away.

Yu Moxun had his own temper too.

He watched Ye Qiuyu’s back and said: “Take some time to cool off. When you’re ready to come back, I’ll welcome you—”

“No need. I’ll never step into Changmo again!”

Ye Qiuyu left without looking back.

Rong Ci also valued talent.

She looked at Yu Moxun, who shook his head, signaling her to wait.

Ye Qiuyu was capable, and Yu Moxun didn’t want to waste such talent.

But when he first met Lin Wu, he’d already noticed Ye Qiuyu’s hidden feelings for her.

It was Ye Qiuyu’s personal matter—he hadn’t cared.

But now, because of Lin Wu, Ye Qiuyu had become so emotional he’d judged Rong Ci’s arrival with blind hostility.

This had gone too far.

And CUA-P’s core technology has government cooperation under a confidentiality agreement—Rong Ci’s identity cannot be exposed.

If Ye Qiuyu can act this impulsively over Lin Wu, and holds her in such high regard, even if Rong Ci later proves her ability, he won’t truly accept it—he’ll only think Lin Wu could’ve done it better.

In the future, Ye Qiuyu will inevitably be overshadowed by Rong Ci.

If he sees this as favoritism toward Rong Ci, he’ll become easy to manipulate.

If that day comes, Ye Qiuyu won’t just destroy himself—he’ll cause serious damage to the company.

Seeing Yu Moxun understood the stakes, Rong Ci relaxed.

Yu Moxun cleared his throat and turned to the others: “Though Xiao Ci hasn’t earned a Ph.D., rest assured—her professional ability is more than sufficient. I guarantee it.”

The others exchanged glances.

They knew Ye Qiuyu had recently recommended a friend to Yu Moxun.

But Ye Qiuyu hadn’t elaborated, so they didn’t know the details.

Something similar to today’s incident had happened last year.

Last year, the girl was the mistress of one of the company’s senior executives.

She was sweet-looking, confident, and eloquent.

She claimed to be a graduate student at a top Chinese university with solid foundations.

In reality, she knew nothing—couldn’t even define basic technical terms.

In the end, not only was she not from a top university—many doubted she’d even attended college!

Now the same thing is happening again, and Yu Moxun has even fired his own friend with such an impressive resume because of this Rong Ci.

Ye Qiuyu’s anger is understandable.

So it wasn’t just Ye Qiuyu—everyone else also thought Yu Moxun was mixing personal and professional matters.

Yu Moxun noticed their attitudes.

But he wasn’t in a hurry—he asked: “What projects has Qiuyu been working on lately?”

Su Yuquan, who had collaborated with Ye Qiuyu, outlined the details.

Yu Moxun nodded and said to Rong Ci: “Then take over the rest of Qiuyu’s tasks?”

Rong Ci had no objection: “Fine.”

She added cheerfully to the others: “Please give me your guidance in the days ahead.”

The others smiled and gave polite responses.

As for guidance—they dared not offer any.

Now, all they could hope was that Rong Ci actually had some ability, and wouldn’t dump everything on them.

The others were fine, but Su Yuquan, who had worked with Ye Qiuyu, was in for a rough time.

Su Yuquan’s expression was grim, but he still politely told Rong Ci: “All the materials are here—feel free to ask me if you have questions.”

Rong Ci: “Thank you.”

Su Yuquan: “...”

Whatever. At least her attitude was decent.