Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Chapter 41 New Friends in the Workplace

Ah Chao strolled past the producer's workstation with a teacup in his hand.

He craned his neck to take a look.

Bai Weiran sat in his seat, his eyes fixed on the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Ah Chao glanced at Bai Weiran's face again.

He returned to his seat, stirring the tea bag in his teacup while leaning to the side and muttering to Guoguo.

"That's strange, Guoguo. Didn't my brother Weiran go to a closed-door training program before?"

Guoguo gave a soft "hmm".

"Isn't the closed-door study also part of the learning project?" Ah Chao asked, looking puzzled.

Guoguo hummed again.

"Why does my brother Weiran look so hungry, like he hasn't seen work in days?"

He was startled when he saw her smiling as she wrote documents all morning.

He had only ever shown this expression when he was writing love letters to a girl he liked in high school.

Guoguo peeked out from behind the screen, glanced at the man typing rapidly, and shook her head.

"Oh, that's how my son is, Achao. You're still young, but you must grow up to be a smart adult, not as stupid as him." Guoguo had a look of utter contempt on her face, as if to say, "He's hopeless, take him away."

Just like my eldest son.

He's always spouting platitudes and arguing his point with great conviction.

Effective overtime is the right path; unpaid work is unreasonable and inefficient.

Look at him, he looks like he's starving and dying after not working for a few days.

If she were to become the boss, she would definitely do everything she could to keep him in his position, give him a big raise and promotion, and withhold his contract.

You think you can just leave after pleasing the boss?!

Mother beats mother, mother beats father.

"My brother Weiran is not stupid!"

Ah Chao's little fanboy disagreed with Guo Guo's criticism and retorted in a low voice.

“My brother Weiran must have some deeper meaning,” he said, a righteous light shining on his handsome face.

Guoguo glanced at him sideways, "What deeper meaning do you think there is in being a workaholic?"

“If I could say it now, would it still be considered profound?” Ah Chao retorted emphatically.

"Profound meaning is something that cannot be seen at a moment! It requires me to study, speculate, and learn through various simulations before I can understand it."

Ah Chao looked at Bai Weiran with bright, sparkling eyes.

Guoguo looked at Achao with even more disdain.

This is what brainwashed fans are like.

They can read and memorize the entire words of their idols.

She shook her head, neither confirming nor denying.

Looking up again, I saw a slender and capable woman with short, neat hair walking towards me. She had a pair of charming, smiling eyes that were very appealing.

Guoguo recognized her; she was Song Zhen, the new HR manager.

He caused a sensation in the company as soon as he arrived.

She's beautiful, speaks politely and pleasantly, and came from a large company.

The specific job title and salary remain shrouded in mystery.

There are many rumors about her, most of which revolve around her salary.

Because Song Zhen's previous company was known for its excessive overtime work, and its employees were subjected to cardiac arrest.

The wages they offer are notoriously high, ridiculously high.

A stunningly beautiful woman whose age is hard to guess, with a mysterious background, who was parachuted in with a high salary and a high position.

The beautiful woman had a huge impact on all the male employees on the project.

"Hey, you want to make this for me? Look at what functions you've written yourself!"

"This function works perfectly; if you don't understand something, it's a problem with your understanding!"

Song Zhen drew closer and closer—

"Here's the thing, I think we can discuss the features of your document further."

"Hey, what's the problem? Tell me. We're easy to communicate and discuss. Isn't that what planning and programming collaboration is all about? Are we supposed to adopt those uncivilized behaviors?"

“That’s right, so let’s discuss this properly. Please go first and tell us the purpose of this document.”

"No, no, no, please tell me your feedback first, and I'll discuss and make changes. What's wrong with this feature?"

A ball of anger (incorrect)

Treat others with courtesy (correct)

Song Zhen walked past the arguing crowd with a smile on her face.

A fragrant aroma wafted through the air, prompting the team members to crane their necks to sniff, their faces showing a helpless, melting expression.

Then, everyone saw Song Zhen pat Bai Weiran on the shoulder, who was engrossed in his work.

Bai Weiran turned around in surprise.

Song Zhen laughed and hugged Bai Weiran tightly, her expression intimate and natural.

A big question mark appeared above everyone's heads at the same time.

He watched helplessly as Song Zhen grabbed Bai Weiran.

The aloof and unapproachable producer was dragged from his workstation by a pair of mandarin duck hands that had locked his throat, bringing his beloved work to a halt.

Ah Chao covered his mouth with both hands, in disbelief.

"Who is that woman?! What's her relationship with my brother Weiran?!"

Guoguo slammed her hands on the table, her face filled with disbelief.

"Who is that woman?! Is she trying to steal my son?!"

Xx

Bai Weiran was dragged into the conference room with his neck held down in a wrestling motion.

When Song Zhen let go, he involuntarily covered his neck and coughed twice.

"I knew it was you, junior!" Song Zhen smiled and patted his shoulder.

"When I came in and looked at the employee information, I didn't even need to see your photo. Just by looking at your name and the number of overtime hours, I knew it was you. Your passion for work was palpable through the screen."

Bai Weiran: ………………

"Senior Song, what are you doing here?"

Why can't I be here?

"I don't think my senior would come to a company like Shile."

Song Zhen clicked her tongue twice and narrowed her eyes.

"Junior, what you're saying is incorrect. What do you mean by 'a company like Shile'?"

“I wholeheartedly endorse Sile’s corporate culture—I want to create games that bring joy to the world.”

As Song Zhen spoke, she raised both arms high, like a religious leader preaching, her face full of piety.

"Born a member of the World Music Society, and will die a ghost of the World Music Society, I will wholeheartedly join all members of the World Music Society in moving towards the world and looking towards the future!!"

"Games are where this world belongs! In this new era, games will be a new future for China. We want to create games that everyone can easily play, appealing to all age groups, and spreading joy to everyone!"

Bai Weiran: …………

"Senior, how much does the company pay you?"

Song Zhen immediately recovered from her fanatical cult leader state and spoke eloquently.

"What money? Talking about money hurts feelings. We're looking for jobs; it's all about fate..."

"How much of a connection does that company give you?"

Song Zhen pursed her lips, her big eyes darting around, and gave a sly laugh.

"It's alright, it's okay, it's not bad."

You can also do a triple combo.

Bai Weiran understood.

Shile spent at least double the price to poach this senior student.

Song Zhen was a senior he met in the student union during college.

It is a human being with a standard purpose orientation.

When choosing a company, you should also consider its corporate culture, aspirations, career development opportunities, the intensity of overtime work, work-life balance, and so on.

When she entered the company, she asked only three questions.

【How much?】

Her abilities are truly outstanding.

She'll work for whoever pays the most and whose company has the biggest reputation, based on all these factors.

"...Long time no see, junior. How about we have lunch together and catch up?" Song Zhen smiled warmly.

Watching her leave, Bai Weiran, unusually, wiped his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.