He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

[Xiao Yang, how did you become so handsome?]

The information comes from Engineer Liu, the person in charge of water supply and drainage, and the temporary team leader for this meeting.

Holy crap, you're here for a meeting? The client's boss is on the verge of exploding because you're late, and instead of focusing on the meeting, you're texting a guy to compliment his looks?

Yang Jiulang glanced at Engineer Liu and nodded slightly in thanks.

Engineer Liu winked at him and continued texting with his head down.

[This Even is fucking sexy, does she have a boyfriend?]

Yang Jiulang clicked on it, and his forehead exploded.

I was about to gently remind him to focus on the meeting, but it was too late.

Even slammed his phone on the table and pointed at Engineer Liu: "Are you busy? Do you want to go out and handle this? Or should we all wait a little longer?"

Mr. Liu blushed, hurriedly put away his phone, and opened the tattered notebook in front of him.

Yang Jiulang finally released the anger he had been holding in.

Okay, go ahead and yell at them. Maybe yelling at them will motivate them to deal with the consulting firm.

However, Yang Jiulang was still naive.

Yang Tianzhen was surprised to find that they were completely helpless in the face of the design questions raised by the consulting firm. Except for the newcomer Xiao Fu, who was still arguing a few words about the bad drawings made by his predecessor, Engineer Liu and Engineer Zhang were basically defeated in an instant.

"Damn it!" Yang Jiulang cursed inwardly.

But what happened next made Yang Jiulang feel even more frightened and disheartened.

Because he suddenly realized that, in addition to admitting that there were problems with their own design drawings, Engineer Liu and Engineer Zhang were also intentionally or unintentionally trying to shift the blame to the structural drawings.

For example, when a consulting firm points out that the elevation of a certain drain pipe is problematic.

Logically, all Mr. Liu needs to do is reply that we should go back to review and make the changes, and then we can all go home and find our own mothers.

But he started to shine.

"This problem," Engineer Liu pushed up his glasses, glanced at Yang Jiulang out of the corner of his eye, and said in a troubled tone, "we actually discovered it when we were drawing up the plans, but the structural engineers haven't given us enough space to run the pipes. We're in a pretty passive position."

"A structural problem?" Even looked at Yang Jiulang with a cold face.

Yang Jiulang quickly responded, "Boss, we'll go back and have several departments check and revise this together."

Even hummed in agreement: "Let's continue!"

The next few questions were all the same; Engineer Liu and Engineer Zhang would always forcefully steer the discussion toward the structure, implying that there was a problem with the structural design.

Even though he wasn't a professional, he still believed it.

The consulting firm only raises questions and is not in a position to offer opinions on who is right and who is wrong in the design institute.

Yang Jiulang would never argue with them in front of so many people.

They could only swallow this bitter pill.

There was one problem that Xiao Fu couldn't stand by and watch any longer. He whispered something in defense of the structure, but was immediately glared at by Engineer Liu.

I dared not speak again.

We've lost. We've lost everything.

Yang Jiulang made various mental preparations for the difficulties that the consulting firm might encounter.

But unexpectedly, he was defeated by his own colleague.

This is abnormal, clearly abnormal, but why are they doing this? Yang Jiulang couldn't understand.

He took a deep breath, leaned back, and stared coldly ahead without saying a word.

Like a salted fish, like a dead pig.

The day's meetings were spent in utter agony.

The meeting ended at 5 p.m.

Yang Jiulang saw the three of them to the door, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Although Liu and Zhang were bombarded with questions all day, they were in surprisingly good spirits.

"Xiao Yang, let's have a good meal together!" Engineer Liu patted Yang Jiulang on the shoulder.

Yang Jiulang smiled: "President Liu, did you apply for this budget from the company before you left today, since you were leading the team? Or did you intend to treat everyone?"

Engineer Liu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned and chuckled, "Little Yang, this is your home turf! We've come all this way to see you, shouldn't you treat us to a meal?"

"You son of a bitch, you son of a bitch," Yang Jiulang cursed inwardly, but coldly replied aloud, "I don't have that budget. Let's get going before it gets dark!"

After saying that, he turned to leave.

But Engineer Liu grabbed his arm: "Xiao Yang, how about this, I'll treat you, I'll treat you, just invite Even along, the more the merrier!"

Yang Jiulang turned around, looked at him coldly, and snorted, "President Liu, a junior designer from a design institute wants to have dinner with a client's leader? Do you think I'm worthy?"

After saying that, she pushed his hand away and walked away.

Behind him were two angry eyes and one appreciative one.

Yang Jiulang didn't go home, but quickly went to the office and barged into Even's office.

Even was engrossed in writing an email when Yang Jiulang barged in. She glared at him and asked Lee Hyori across from her, "Hyori, did he knock?"

Lee Hyori quickly stood up, walked to the door, knocked, and then closed the door.

Even slammed her hand on the keyboard, leaned back heavily, and said angrily, "You're just going to keep protecting your cousin!"

Lee Hyori stood respectfully beside Yang Gulang: "Even unnie, please give him a chance to explain."

Even rolled her eyes at Lee Hyori: "What are you standing there for? You didn't do anything wrong. Go back and sit down."

"Oh~" Lee Hyori glanced at Yang Gulang and slunk back to her seat.

Even glanced at Yang Jiulang: "Fine, for your sister's sake, I'll give you a chance to explain. Go ahead!"

"Boss, I won't explain," Yang Jiulang said sullenly.

"What do you mean?" Even exclaimed.

Lee Hyori also stared nervously at Yang Gu-rang's back.

Yang Jiulang slowly straightened up, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Leader, there's nothing to explain. A mistake is a mistake. No matter what the problem is, as the design representative, it's my fault. I won't make excuses or try to absolve myself or our institute."

Even looked at Yang Jiulang with a puzzled expression: "Then, what are you doing here?"

"Um," Yang Jiulang pointed to Even's computer, "Excuse me, sir, are you sending an email to report today's situation to your superiors?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Sir, could we wait until after the civil engineering review meeting tomorrow to give the reports together?"

Give me a reason.

Yang Jiulang thought for a moment: "Boss, something is clearly wrong today, I think you've noticed it too. However, I still don't understand why this is happening, so please give me another day. If I can't give you a reasonable explanation tomorrow, please send another email."

Even looked at Yang Jiulang's handsome face, and at how this man who had been so nonchalant when helping her was now so anxious, and felt a slight pang in her heart. She slowly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Yang Jiulang bowed slightly to Even as a sincere thank you.

As he turned to leave, he saw Lee Hyori staring at him with eyes full of tenderness.

After thinking for a moment, I realized it was almost time to leave work, so I casually said, "I'll wait for you."

Even, who was deleting emails with one hand and drinking water with the other, suddenly noticed a sour smell in the coffee that usually smelled so fragrant.

He slammed the cup heavily on the table in anger.