Financial success and romantic happiness

Lin Chuan still walked into Zhang Mingde's office and asked with a smile, "Manager, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Mingde said with a serious expression, "Lin Chuan, you've been studying with Wu Min for the past two days now. You should know how to use the statistical software on the computer, right?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of malice flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes.

Zhang Mingde asked him this? Coupled with the scapegoat's remarks that he had overheard earlier, Lin Chuan felt that Zhang Mingde was about to make a big move.

With that thought in mind, Lin Chuan immediately put on an honest look and nodded, saying, "Yes, I got it. Sister Min taught me well; I think it's quite simple."

Zhang Mingde slowly pulled two sheets of A4 paper from the drawer and said, "Here's what we've prepared: I have two sets of statistical data here. Enter them into the system within one hour, so I can see how well you've mastered the software."

Lin Chuan nodded first, then quickly walked to Zhang Mingde's desk, took the A4 paper from Zhang Mingde's hand, glanced at it, and found that the data on the table looked fine, but Lin Chuan always felt that there must be something fishy going on.

Lin Chuan's brain raced, and he finally came up with a solution. He then deliberately complained to Zhang Mingde, "Manager Zhang, what kind of data is this? This data needs to be approved by General Manager Zhao before it can be entered into the system, but it doesn't seem to have General Manager Zhao's signature on it."

Zhang Mingde said calmly, "This data is just routine statistics. It doesn't need Mr. Zhao's signature. Just do as I say. If you do it well, I'll also calculate your end-of-month bonus. If you get a bonus at the end of the month, you can earn more than a thousand yuan more in extra income."

Lin Chuan deliberately feigned hesitation and said, "This... let's hope nothing goes wrong."

Zhang Mingde coldly said, "Lin Chuan, are you even a man? I already said everything's fine. I'm the manager here; if anything happens, I'll be responsible, understand?"

Lin Chuan thought to himself, "You'll take responsibility if something goes wrong? Damn it? I'm the one who entered this data; you can easily wash your hands of it later."

But Lin Chuan had already planned to turn the tables on him, so he pretended to be helpless and said, "Alright then, Manager Zhang, if something really goes wrong, you'll have to take responsibility."

Zhang Mingde laughed and said, "Okay, don't worry. I'm the manager here. Even if something really happens, I'll still be responsible even if I'm not at fault. But don't worry, nothing will happen. Just go and record it."

Lin Chuan said, "Alright."

Zhang Mingde demanded, "Hurry up, finish within an hour."

Lin Chuan nodded and said, "Understood."

Lin Chuan immediately left Zhang Mingde's office, but quickly took a picture of the statistics table with his phone. Then he left Workshop 1 and secretly slipped into Zhao Peiling's office, saying, "President Zhao, there's something I need to report to you."

Just then, Zhao Peiling took off her black high heels and let her feet, which were covered in black stockings, relax. Unexpectedly, Lin Chuan slipped in, making her heart flutter.

But Zhao Peiling knew that getting down to business was important, so she quickly composed herself and asked seriously, "What's going on?"

Lin Chuan walked to Zhao Peiling's desk, showed her the picture of the statistics table on his phone, and said, "This is the data that Manager Zhang asked me to enter into the system. I agreed, but I always feel that there is something wrong with this data, so I brought it over for you to see."

Zhao Peiling looked at it intently.

At that moment, Lin Chuan also caught a glimpse of Zhao Peiling's legs, clad in black stockings, pressed together, which looked quite alluring.

However, Lin Chuan only glanced at it briefly before immediately looking away.

Just then, Zhao Peiling said seriously, "Yes, there is indeed a problem. The amount of waste inside is incorrect. It seems that they are about to take action. Lin Chuan, you should agree to him first. That's right. This is called using a counter-strategy to lure the snake out of its hole. I think entering the data is the first step. The second step will definitely be for them to launch another operation to steal precious metals. So your next step is to follow their instructions. Also, you must keep an eye on the situation at Warehouse No. 3."

Lin Chuan said, "Yes, Mr. Zhao, I've already told Master Hong to tell me as soon as he sees Chen Qiang enter Warehouse No. 3. Here's what I'm thinking: I can secretly hide in Warehouse No. 3 one day, and if anyone comes to steal something, I'll record it with my phone as evidence. Once there's evidence, some people will be unable to defend themselves."

Zhao Peiling said, "No, that's too dangerous. If they really start stealing waste, I'll send someone to deal with it. What you need to do now is to play along and keep an eye on their actions. If you have the opportunity to record videos or audios as evidence, then do so."

Lin Chuan nodded and said, "Understood, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Peiling then smiled approvingly and said, "Hmm, Lin Chuan, you did a good job on this. The fact that you thought of it and came to report to me in time shows that I was right about you."

Lin Chuan laughed and said, "I also want to find these bad guys as soon as possible. Well then, Mr. Zhao, I'll go back and get busy now, so that Manager Zhang won't have any more suspicions later."

Zhao Peiling nodded, and Lin Chuan prepared to leave. But just then, Zhang Mingde's voice suddenly came from the office door: "President Zhao, are you there? I have something to report."

Lin Chuan's expression changed, and Zhao Peiling's expression also changed. They immediately said, "Quickly, hide under the table! Hurry!"

Lin Chuan's eyes widened. After all, hiding under the table? Was that really a good idea?

However, he knew he had no other choice. If Zhang Mingde saw him in Zhao Peiling's office, his cunning nature might lead him to suspect something.

Then all the plans he and Zhao Peiling had devised together would be for naught.

Lin Chuan quickly hid under Zhao Peiling's desk and saw that Zhao Peiling wasn't wearing high heels; her feet, clad in stockings, were quite beautiful.

Because of the limited space under the table, Lin Chuan was sitting on Zhao Peiling's high heels, and could even smell the exotic fragrance emanating from Zhao Peiling's legs covered in stockings.

Just as Lin Chuan's heart was racing, he heard Zhang Mingde push open the door and walk in. Zhang Mingde's voice then rang out: "President Zhao, this is the workshop production plan for the next quarter. Please take a look."

Then Zhao Peiling's voice came: "Okay, you can put it on the table."

Zhang Mingde placed the documents on the table, and then Lin Chuan heard Zhang Mingde say, "President Zhao, the production tasks for the next quarter may be heavier. I expect I'll have to arrange for my staff to work overtime frequently. I hope you can understand."

Zhao Peiling said in a serious voice, "I will certainly support anything that benefits the company's development!"

Afterwards, Zhang Mingde continued chatting with Zhao Peiling.

Lin Chuan sat on Zhao Peiling's high heels, with Zhao Peiling's legs in black stockings in front of him. Moreover, Zhao Peiling's feet would occasionally kick into his lap, making his heart beat faster.

Finally, five minutes later, Zhang Mingde finished talking with Zhao Peiling and left the office. Zhao Peiling locked the door first, and then said, "You can come out now."

Lin Chuan then crawled out from under the table and saw Zhao Peiling blushing. He blushed as well and said to Zhao Peiling somewhat awkwardly, "President Zhao, I'm leaving."

Zhao Peiling felt embarrassed, but couldn't help teasing Lin Chuan, "My feet don't smell bad, do they?"

Lin Chuan's heart skipped a beat. He never expected Zhao Peiling to ask such a question. He lowered his head and said, "It's...it's alright, Ms. Zhao."

Zhao Peiling chuckled: "In the future, if my legs or feet ache, can you come over and massage them for me? I know you have massage skills, is that alright?"

Lin Chuan never expected that hiding under the table for a while would arouse Zhao Peiling's lust. Lin Chuan felt a little helpless, but still said, "Okay, of course."

Zhao Peiling laughed and said, "Then you can go back now. Remember, you must keep what happened just now a secret from everyone, understand?"

Lin Chuan quickly replied, "I understand!"

After Lin Chuan finished speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the door of Zhao Peiling's office.

He had just returned to his office when Wu Min walked over and suddenly said, "Lin Chuan, you smell so good! It smells like a woman's scent. It's quite strange."