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Fighting with the Perfect Colleague: A Battle of Wits
墨書 Inktalez
I clicked in and exclaimed, "Goodness!"
1. To ensure sprint efficiency, all high-intent inquiries via 400 phone calls and the official website this month will be prioritized and transferred to Old Consultant Gu.
2. This month, all properties in the key new development "Galaxy Bay" will be exclusively handled by Old Consultant Gu; other consultants are not allowed to intervene.
3. All potential clients marked for follow-up by Old Consultant Gu (regardless of status) are off-limits for contact by other consultants (especially those specifically mentioned).
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9. To ensure that Old Consultant Gu can work undisturbed at night, no unnecessary noise (including loud keyboard sounds) is allowed in the office area after 8 PM.
10. Assistant Xiaoli, please prioritize all contract and document printing requests for Old Consultant Gu this month.
Goodness, this suggestion is truly heartbreaking to hear.
Especially the third point—did it just slap me right in the face?
Does this guy think he’s about to ascend to the throne?
Old Consultant Gu is still issuing orders in the group:
"This suggestion is also for the honor of the team; please have Manager Zhang approve it, and I ask everyone to consciously comply to help Brother Xi reach the top!"
Then, there was a dead silence in the group.
The colleagues who usually chatter away were suddenly muted as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Everyone here is a seasoned fox; what kind of game are we playing?
They can hold it in, but I can't.
Fingers flying, I directly confronted in the group chat:
“Brother Xi, are you serious with this suggestion?”
“Are you expecting the rest of us to just lay back this month while you carry the whole team?”
“Team honor is earned together, not monopolized through resources, right?”
“I’m the first to disagree with your suggestion.”
Once I sent the message, the group fell completely silent.
I put down my phone and took a sip of the milk tea beside me.
02
Clearly, my few words had stirred up a hornet's nest.
In less than three seconds, Brother Xi’s messages exploded.
“@Zhou Kai, what the hell do you mean? Looking for trouble, huh?”
“I’m out here fighting for the team’s glory while you’re just whining!”
“You’re just a rookie with little performance and a lot of complaints!”
“If you have what it takes, then go out there and be the sales champion! If not, shut up!”
Wow, he was really agitated.
His defensive reaction was as quick as the leaky fire hydrant downstairs from my apartment.
I typed my response slowly:
"Brother Xi, let's keep it to the point."
"Fair competition is encouraged by the company, and your suggestion is clearly unfair."
"My performance may not match yours, but that doesn't mean you can strip me of my right to work normally, does it?"
"Team honor is important, but rules are even more so."
Brother Xi didn't reply to the group messages anymore.
But my internal communication software immediately chimed with a "ding."
It was a private voice message from Brother Xi. I opened it to hear his greasy voice mixed with various friendly greetings for my whole family.
Then, another request popped up: "Old Consultant Gu requests to add you as an 'Internal Key Focus.'"
Oh, so he can't play fair anymore?
I closed the voice message and ignored the request.
At that moment, Lao Wang, who had brought me into the industry, messaged me privately:
"Xiao Lin, take it easy. That old consultant is not someone to mess with."
"He has a wide network and dirty tactics. The last young person who went against him ended up resigning voluntarily."
"Don't confront him head-on; it's not worth it."
As I read Lao Wang's warning, the little spark of anger inside me flared up even more.
Oh? Sounds exciting.
I love a challenge.
I replied to Brother Wang, "Thanks for the reminder, I’m aware."
The next afternoon, Brother Xi didn’t make any public disturbances, but a few sarcastic comments floated through the work group, their implications all too clear.
I pretended not to see them.
The following day, I arrived at the office early to prepare the materials for an upcoming client meeting.
As soon as I opened my dedicated file cabinet, a musty smell of dust and decaying paper hit me.
The stacks of the latest floor plans and brochures I usually kept were nowhere to be found.
In their place were a bunch of yellowed, curled-up expired flyers featuring outdated properties that had been sold out for years.
The smell was overwhelming.
Without a doubt, this was the handiwork of Brother Xi.
I took out my phone and snapped a picture of this "surprise."
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