Chapter
15.1: Switch Her Over
Qin Qianyu looked at the message on his phone, completely
bewildered. He quickly searched online to find out what the book "Speak
Well, Live Well" was about. A quick search on Baidu revealed that the
author, Liang Shiqiu, was truly remarkable, having been a teacher of Yu
Guangzhong.
And the first article in the book was... "The Art of
Cursing."
"..."
Qin Qianyu thought for a moment and suddenly felt like
buying a copy himself.
...So he ordered two books.
After buying the books, he texted Ren Yan, "Boss, I've
bought them."
He felt that simply reporting was insufficient; he felt he
had so much more to say!
He then continued, "Boss, I've recommended a book to
you for a year now, and you haven't read it! Qian Miao just casually mentioned
the title today, and you want to buy it? Your discriminatory treatment hurts
me!" He expressed his emotions brazenly.
Ren Yan had been his mentor since he started in the
industry. Ren Yan practically hand-in-handedly nurtured him from a rookie who
was constantly being scolded into the capable and independent talent he is
today. From what he'd gotten to know over the years, Ren Yan was actually a
very indifferent person—emotionally indifferent, with almost no desires. He'd
never been particularly particular about anything. No matter how good something
was, if you offered it to him, he'd keep it, and if you offered to take it
away, he wouldn't try to persuade you to. Despite his aloof nature, he treated
his subordinates very well and was very protective of them. When it came to
distributing project bonuses to his subordinates, he was the most generous
department head in the company, no matter what.
As a result, Qin Qianyu felt very close to Ren Yan,
especially after their initial trial and error period. He discovered that no
matter what he said, Ren Yan didn't take it too seriously, and he never got
angry.
…So he started saying anything, completely outrageous,
unfazed.
"Boss, please explain! Please don't abandon me!"
he began.
It took a long time for Ren Yan to reply: "What was the
title of the book you recommended me?"
Qin Qianyu: "…………"
He was furious! Isn't this blatant discrimination?!
He punched the letters on the input method vigorously and
replied: "I Want to Eat a Child." This is the cutest and most
relaxing book I've ever read. Boss, please, take this recommendation!"
The other side of the phone fell silent, and the night
suddenly became exceptionally quiet.
After a long while, Ren Yan finally replied: "Go to bed
early."
Qin Qianyu: "…………"
He didn't want to sleep at all. He was unwilling to give up.
Right now, he just wanted to die.
He sent another message: "Brother, with all due
respect, you seem to treat my colleagues at a friendly company differently.
Unless you admit you like her (I'll only give in to that reason), you're being
disloyal and hurting my feelings!" He even changed his address. After all,
it's after get off work, and being sentimental won't cost me my salary.
Ren Yan's patience was exceptional tonight. He replied to
even this boring, annoying message: "Don't be so dirty-minded, always
making this a gender issue. If you were my junior from the same school, I'd
treat you differently."
Qin Qianyu:???
How did he become dirty-minded?! That's an unreasonable
accusation!
He was about to make a scene when he suddenly received two
large red envelopes from Ren Yan, each filled to the maximum limit.
Qin Qianyu asked Ren Yan, "Boss, one red envelope alone
is enough to buy seven copies of that book. Why did you send me another?"
Ren Yan replied, "So you can shut up."
Qin Qianyu happily took the money and shut up. As he opened
the second red envelope, he thought, had Ren Yan just denied he had feelings
for Chu Qianmiao?
Then he wouldn't hold back. He was going to introduce
Qianmiao to someone!
***
After leaving Hanhai Home Textiles that night, Chu Qianmiao
was a bit absent-minded, even missing her subway stop.
When they got home for dinner, she clutched her bowl
again—she ate three bowls in a row without stopping.
Gu Miaoyu's face was filled with a look of "You're
giving me a headache!" She grabbed Chu Qianmiao's bowl and pulled it down
with all her might, creating a tense confrontation with the force Chu Qianmiao
was pushing the bowl toward her mouth.
"Stop eating!" Gu Miaoyu puffed out her cheeks.
"Tell me, what's wrong with you tonight? What's making you unhappy?"
Chu Qianmiao pushed Gu Miaoyu's hand away, shoveled rice
into her mouth, and said, "My worldview has been shaken. There's a hole,
and I have to use food to plug it!"
Gu Miaoyu: "..."
She rolled her eyes vigorously.
"Did the head of the brokerage firm you're working on
the project tell you off again?"
In her memory, it was after he told her off that Sanqianshui
started working tirelessly on her immortal cultivation, staying up all night
every day.
Chu Qianmiao nodded. "He told me today that in the
workplace, especially in the capital market, personal connections are
completely unimportant. He told me to put this thing away when I'm working on
projects next time, otherwise it'll make me look like a joke."
Gu Miaoyu's expression suddenly became serious. She grabbed
Chu Qianmiao's shoulders, twisted her toward her, and said solemnly,
"Shuishui, promise me one thing. From now on, no matter how ugly or fickle
people's hearts may be, we sisters will both stay true to ourselves, okay?
We'll both stick to our principles and not change! I'll insist on being a
designer who doesn't cheat clients for money, and you'll continue to maintain
the human touch you desire in your heart, okay? Even if we really become a
laughing stock one day, so what? We can find fault with them and laugh at them!
Isn't it easy to laugh at people? We won't give up!"
Chu Qianmiao's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed,
"Huh!" "That makes sense! Little Daogu, you're such a chicken
soup genius!" She nodded heavily, "Okay! I promise you! I won't
change!"
Gu Miaoyu looked at her, the headache on her face not even a
smidgen lessening: "Shuishui, promise me one more request, okay? And you'd
better shut up right now! You're almost scraping through the rice pot with your
spoon!"
***
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