My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Su Ming sensed the subtle bitterness in her words and didn't shy away. He raised his hand, gently cupped Lin Shumei's face, and made her look directly into his eyes. He said seriously, "Sister Lin, you and Yang Tian are both important to me. If someone had bullied you today, I would have stood up for you just the same. You know that."

Lin Shumei gazed into his bright, earnest eyes, her Adam's apple bobbing slightly, as if many words were about to spill from her lips but were swallowed back. After a long pause, she nodded and said softly, "Yes, that's the truth. Last time Vice President Liang made things difficult for me, you stood up for me. Never mind, I'm not a jealous woman, I was just expressing my feelings. Yang Tian is your official girlfriend, it's normal that you love her a little more, I won't be angry."

Su Ming released her face, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, his expression still serious and earnest, as if making a promise about something extremely important: "Sister Lin, listen carefully, you and Yang Tian are equally important to me. Neither of you is more or less important. If you're with me, I won't let you suffer any injustice."

Lin Shumei smiled sweetly, a gentle glint in her eyes, her voice as soft as a spring night breeze: "I understand. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The most important thing right now is how to deal with Zhao Fang."

As she spoke, she removed her hand from Su Ming's shoulder, walked to the narrow skylight of the scrap yard, crossed her arms, pondered for a few seconds, then turned to look at him, her tone firm and composed: "I advise you not to be so impulsive now. There's no need to bring this to the forefront. Zhao Fang is, after all, the HR manager. She's worked in the factory for so many years; her influence runs deeper than you think. If you go and confront her publicly, it will only embarrass the general manager. Although you have some impression of General Manager Yan, you're still a newcomer. No matter how much he appreciates you, he won't go after a veteran HR manager for your sake. If things really come to a head, you and Yang Tian will probably be the ones who suffer in the end."

Su Ming was silent for two seconds, knowing that Lin Shumei was telling the truth. No matter what, General Manager Yan was still a general manager; what she needed was overall stability. There were plenty of capable people at the grassroots level, but a position like the HR manager was one where a single change could have far-reaching consequences. He clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "I can tolerate her for a while, but it absolutely cannot exceed three days."

Lin Shumei walked over with a smile and gently hugged him, patting his back softly as if soothing a wild horse about to break free of its reins. "I know you feel sorry for Yang Tian, ​​just like you felt sorry for me when Vice President Liang bullied me. But this time the situation is different. Zhao Fang is a woman; you can't use brute force against her. If you really confront her publicly, even if you're in the right, those onlookers will think it's unseemly for a man to force a woman. How will you maintain your position in the factory after that?"

She paused, took a half step back, looked into Su Ming's eyes, and her tone became more ruthless, as if she had planned her move carefully: "Why don't we figure out her weaknesses first? If you want to get back at her, you need to have something on her, and you have to hit her hard enough to make her suffer and leave her no room to fight back. Zhao Fang has been able to act so arrogantly in the factory for so long, she must have some flaws. If we find her weakness, maybe one day she'll be the one being manipulated by you."

Su Ming thought for a moment, frowned, and scratched his head in frustration: "But I don't know what this woman's weakness is. She's in charge of human resources, and she spends all her time in that private office. It's hard to find fault with her."

Lin Shumei laughed, a meaningful laugh. She leaned forward and lowered her voice, saying, "I heard this woman likes to watch movies, and specifically adult films. She watches them at work, with headphones in and the door closed, thinking she's getting away with it. If you can catch her watching adult films during work hours, that will be her fatal weakness."

Su Ming paused, his eyes narrowing as his mind raced. He crossed his arms and pondered, "This is way too difficult. Once her office door is closed, no one can get in. It's not like she'd send someone to pry open the door. Besides, this kind of thing requires solid evidence. If it's just talk, she can easily turn the tables on you."

Lin Shumei smiled and gently tapped his chest with a finger: "Are you stupid? The network administrator can handle this for you. Think about it, who manages the company's computers and network? The network administrator knows all the browsing history and data. If you can get on the network administrator's good side and get her browsing history on her office computer, even screenshots, would you still need to confront her head-on?"

Su Ming's eyes lit up, as if a ray of light had cleaved the tangled mess in his mind.

He had a bold idea: to directly monitor Zhao Fang's every move. Checking her browsing history was too low-level. He was going to go big, and as for the network administrator, he was confident he could handle him.

He looked down at Lin Shumei, then suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly again, saying excitedly, "Sister Lin, you're amazing! I'll go and figure out a way to deal with the internet cafe manager right now."

Lin Shumei blushed at his sudden, enthusiastic hug and quickly pushed him away gently, but her eyes and brows were full of undisguised laughter: "Alright, alright, stop hugging. This abandoned warehouse door isn't locked. If someone comes and sees us like this, it'll be troublesome."

Su Ming released her, took a step back, straightened his collar, and his face still flushed with excitement. Lin Shumei glanced at him, then leaned closer to his ear, her voice suddenly softening into a warm, gentle tone, with a hint of barely perceptible coquettishness: "Su Ming... I missed you, what should I do?"

Su Ming was startled, his eyes widening. He instinctively glanced at the tightly closed iron door of the scrap yard and stammered, "Sister Lin, are you at work now?"

Lin Shumei playfully punched him lightly, her face flushed red to her ears, but her voice became even softer and gentler: "Who told you to spend time with me now? Can't you spare some time to spend with me tonight?"

Seeing Lin Shumei's blushing face, Su Mingxin felt his heart melt. He smiled, took her hand that was clasped against his chest, and nodded, "Okay, then tonight it is. I'll come find you tonight."

Lin Shumei withdrew her hand, quickly tiptoed, and kissed him on the lips. The two lingered affectionately in the abandoned warehouse for a while longer. His fingers accidentally unbuttoned a button on her shirt collar; she blushed, slapped his hand away, and buttoned it up herself. Their figures intertwined and separated in the beams of sunlight streaming in from the skylight, chuckling softly a few times, like two birds stealing a moment of pleasure in a corner of the abandoned warehouse. After a while, Lin Shumei composed herself, tucked her hair behind her ear, and said seriously, "Alright, I'll go back to the office first. Go find the network administrator when you have time, but remember, don't alert him. This can't be rushed."

After saying that, she opened the iron gate and slipped out first, leaving only a series of light and crisp footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor.