Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Chapter 19: You know we're keeping a ghost in our house?
It is common knowledge that people with the surname Yuan naturally look down on people with the surname Dong; this is probably a rule passed down from their ancestors.

Dong Dawei was enraged by Yuan Meng's public questioning, but in the end, he only got angry in a fit of rage. If it were any other employee, they would have been fired without a second thought, but Yuan Meng was different; even the general manager had to appease her.

Of course, most importantly, he had privately contacted several of Yuan Meng's major clients, but without exception, they all rejected him, and some didn't even meet with him, let alone cooperate with him.

In the end, Dong Dawei simply made a harsh statement, telling Yuan Meng to wait, and then sent everyone back to work.

Everyone had no choice but to go back to work overtime, since not every ordinary employee has the courage of Yuan Meng.

Although Yuan Meng spoke their minds, she wasn't a leader, so the extra shift still had to be held.

Even if you want to resign or question your superiors, you should wait for the company's management to show up first.

In the past few days, only today did Dong Dawei show up at the company; the rest of the leaders have been nowhere to be seen, including Liu Ruyan, who is also a leader.

"Are you sure you're not coming with us and want to stay and work overtime?" Yuan Meng asked, looking at Zhang Wei's chubby face.

Zhang Wei smiled wryly: "Yuan Shen, how can I compare to you guys? After all, I'm just here to make a living at the company. I can't just eat their food and not listen to them, can I?"

Zhang Wei wasn't a recent graduate; he'd been in the workforce for a few years and understood the most basic principles.

When you go out to work, everyone is just trying to make money. Your boss pays you a salary, so you naturally have to listen to him at work. If you don't want to listen, you can just quit.

Of course, you could also choose to fight with the brigade commander; the worst that could happen is being fired, but the prerequisite is not being afraid of losing your job.

If he had just graduated, he might have left in a fit of anger. He could have just quit his job. If one place doesn't want him, another will. If no place wants him, he can become a self-employed individual.

Could they still put up with this humiliation? But a few years after graduation, they all seemed to have become just ordinary members of the masses.

"Fine, if you want to work overtime, then go ahead. But what does Yuan Shen mean by that?" Yuan Meng looked at the two of them warily, afraid that she would be given some strange nickname.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo quickly spoke up: "Isn't this because you, Yuan Shen, displayed your might today? You've got guts! That's a respectful title. Wei Ge said he wants to be your dog!"

Zhang Wei, standing to the side, glanced at him and nodded, saying, "That's right, Yuan Shen truly deserves to be one of our Yongjie Trident. She's simply the most courageous woman I've ever met, and she deserves the title of Yuan Shen!"

If Yuan Meng found out that the two of them were using their own names as a meme, there would probably be two more people who carelessly lost their mothers.

“That’s more like it,” Yuan Meng said, quite satisfied with her performance today. She then looked at Zhang Wei and continued, “However, it seems that Yongjie’s trident is going to disintegrate today. I am the blade, Mo Zai is the shaft, and you will probably be the handle.”

"Ji, you keep working overtime, we're leaving now!"

After saying that, he and Lin Mo happily went home from get off work.

Zhang Wei was left alone, bewildered in the wind.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo and his companion got into the car and headed straight to the commercial street. They bought the porcelain bottle from last time to make some secret-recipe facial cleanser for Yuan Meng's mother, since they had already received the money.

Then he took his bank card and went to the nearest bank to deposit the money, since it wasn't good to carry so much cash around in public.

"Master Yuan, thank you for the expense."

After leaving the bank, Lin Mo was now an ordinary college student with 22 yuan in his hands. He never expected that the most valuable items on the shopping page were not gold and silver, but rather everyday items.

“It’s just a transaction. You might make a small profit, but I definitely won’t lose out,” Yuan Meng said with a smile, tossing the small porcelain jar in her hand.

This amount of money was nothing to her to begin with, but now she's earned back several times more from her mother. She's practically ecstatic from winning so much.

"By the way, how much of this do you have left? Do you know how to make it? I have a bold idea," Yuan Meng suddenly said after thinking for a moment. Hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head repeatedly: "I probably have a little more than two portions left. I got it by chance, and I don't know if I'll ever come across this thing again."

He knew exactly what Yuan Meng meant; she simply wanted to expand and strengthen the formula because of its effectiveness.

But he didn't. The items on shopping platforms are randomly updated every day, and who knows if he'll ever have another chance to encounter them.

It was precisely because of this that he said from the beginning that he had obtained the secret recipe by chance, and that there was only so much of it that it could not be mass-produced.

To avoid being targeted by malicious individuals, the people chosen for the transaction must be carefully selected, otherwise they are easily targeted, and Yuan Meng is a very good candidate.

"What a pity," Yuan Meng sighed. After all, if this kind of skincare product could be mass-produced, it would be an immeasurable fortune.

Fortunately, the girl had a good attitude. After learning that the quantity was limited, she was even happier. After all, it was quite nice to have something that others didn't have.

"By the way, if you want to sell your stock, I'll help you get in touch with some people in a while, and I guarantee I'll get you a good price," Yuan Meng said, patting her already small chest.

Lin Mo nodded in agreement. Sure enough, it's good to have a powerful backer. If he were to ask someone for help, he really wouldn't know who to turn to.

"Come on, get in the car, let's go eat!" Yuan Meng called out.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo, who had just received a large sum of money, said generously, "Alright, it's on me today!"

"I'll skip today, but I'll take you out for a free meal!"

After saying that, he started the car while Lin Mo looked on with a puzzled expression.

Half an hour later, the two entered a restaurant that was relatively business-like.

"Sister Yuan, is it inappropriate for me to come along for this free meal?" Lin Mo had been muttering to himself for a while.

"Stop talking nonsense. You're already here, and it's not like you haven't seen this before."

Having said that, Yuan Meng pushed open the door, her face hardening, and angrily said as she walked in:
"Liu Ruyan, can you even manage the company's affairs? General Manager Yang Chuan is giving orders like crazy, and what's the result? Everyone obeys his every command! Now he's come up with pay cuts, unpaid leave, and unpaid overtime. Does this company belong to the Yang family?!"

After speaking, Yuan Meng sat down opposite Liu Ruyan, her face still showing anger, but given her appearance, she gave off a cute and fierce vibe.

Sitting opposite her was Liu Ruyan, who wore a white long dress with an off-shoulder top. She looked very elegant, and her hair was still styled in an updo. She looked less capable and more graceful.

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan couldn't help but smile slightly: "Then what am I supposed to do? Am I also going to live a life of walking on thin ice?"

Yuan Meng sneered: "Do I need to teach you? Do you know you're keeping a ghost in your house?"

"A ghost? Who's the ghost?"

"Why are you looking at me? Is it me or him?" Yuan Meng asked, pointing at Lin Mo who had just entered.

Lin Mo:
Liu Ruyan tilted her head, looked at Lin Mo, and smiled slightly. Then she continued to play house with Yuan Meng: "What do you want me to do?"

"Find him right now and kill him! I want him dead!"

“Naiyizute? Hehe,” Liu Ruyan said, bursting into laughter halfway through her sentence.

Lin Mo frowned as he watched the two of them. There was just too much urea in them when they met; he couldn't possibly keep up with all the complaints!

(End of this chapter)