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Just as Mo Ming was shutting down his computer and stretching,
"Wow!"
Qiu Lan exclaimed, suddenly standing up.
In unison, the staff members turned to Qiu Lan with strange looks after hearing the noise.
Realizing she had disturbed others, Qiu Lan quickly put her hands together in apology, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I got too excited. It's fine, you all continue with your work."
After apologizing, the staff returned to their tasks.
Qiu Lan hurried over to Mo Ming and handed him her phone.
Mo Ming took the phone and saw a news article on the screen. Qiu Lan excitedly said, "Mo Ming, your Nanhua Hydropower is getting a huge investment due to support, and the stock has rebounded! You're so lucky! Did you sell it?"
"Yeah, I sold it and made ninety thousand. Hehe, how about I treat you to dinner sometime?" Mo Ming returned the phone to Qiu Lan, but she didn't notice that he had remained calm throughout their conversation, exuding an air of confidence.
"Sure! But I want something fancy," Qiu Lan replied happily.
"How about Island Nation cuisine?"
"Sounds good..."
Qiu Lan wanted to say more but noticed Murong Lian standing behind Mo Ming and reluctantly returned to her seat.
Noticing Qiu Lan's odd behavior and realizing someone was behind him, Mo Ming turned around to see Murong Lian with her arms crossed, staring at him, while Yang Yuan stood nearby with a mocking smile on his face.
Murong Lian said somewhat unhappily, "I asked you to be my bodyguard, not to come to my company to flirt with girls. Do you understand? If it happens again, I won't let you off easily."
Yang Yuan stepped forward with a smug expression and said, "Oh, I didn't expect the person who claimed to be Miss Murong's husband last night is actually just a bodyguard. I really have eyes but fail to recognize 'Mount Tai'!" He deliberately emphasized the words "Mount Tai."
Anyone with a discerning ear could hear the heavy sarcasm in Yang Yuan's words.
"Hehe... I was just afraid that Young Master Yang would cause trouble. If I said I was just a bodyguard, President Mu would probably... Haha, you know what I mean, Young Master Yang, I won't elaborate," Mo Ming replied, not taking Yang Yuan's sarcasm to heart, tilting his head and laughing.
"Mo Ming, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Murong Lian glared at Mo Ming and then turned to Yang Yuan, saying, "Young Master Yang, let's discuss matters in my office."
"You'll have it tough from now on," Yang Yuan whispered as he walked closer to Mo Ming, then patted Mo Ming on the shoulder and laughed, "Alright, Miss Murong, let's get down to business."
With that, Murong Lian and Yang Yuan headed toward the office.
Mo Ming was unafraid and casually patted his shoulder where Yang Yuan had just touched it, as if dismissing any dirt from Yang Yuan's hand. He smiled and said, "Young Master Yang, I'm waiting."
As soon as Murong Lian and Yang Yuan left, Qiu Lan approached and gave a thumbs up in admiration. "You're really something else; you actually dared to say you're President Mu's husband. Aren't you afraid she'll fire you in a fit of rage?"
"I'm really not afraid. If she fires me in anger, I'll actually have some peace," Mo Ming shrugged nonchalantly. Nearby staff member Li Minghan couldn't stand it anymore; the main reason being he liked Qiu Lan and was annoyed that Mo Ming was getting close to her.
"Pfft, easy for you to say. If you don't want to be a bodyguard anymore, just quit already. Stop acting all high and mighty here. It's just a bodyguard position; what's there to be proud of?" Li Minghan mocked.
"I don't care," Mo Ming replied with a smile upon sensing Li Minghan's hostility. "What are you trying to express with those words? Are you trying to prove that being a staff member is more noble than being a bodyguard? Besides, so what if I'm acting high and mighty? If you're so capable, show me what you've got; if not, then stop talking nonsense."
"What’s this? You looking for trouble?" Li Minghan suddenly stood up straight with his chest puffed out. "Look at you; you're so skinny. Didn't get enough milk when you were young? I don't know how President Mu ended up hiring someone like you as a bodyguard. Do you even know how to fight?"
Sensing the tension in the air, Qiu Lan quickly intervened. "Alright, stop arguing; everyone still has work to do."
"Hey, I'm not good at fighting at all. But one thing you got right: yes, I'm a pretty boy; what about it? Are you jealous of my good looks?" Mo Ming replied.
Li Minghan became angry upon hearing this and charged at Mo Ming with his muscular frame, but Mo Ming did not dodge and allowed the impact.
What was going on?
At the moment of collision with Mo Ming, Li Minghan felt as if he had hit a wall; he could not push Mo Ming away. At that moment, Mo Ming shook his head and said, "Hey, you really need to hit the gym more. With a D-cup physique like yours, how does your wife handle it?"
"What’s going on? Are you two trying to tear the company apart?" A man in a black suit approached and scolded, "Li Minghan, explain yourself. Why are you arguing? Your courage is growing; during work hours, instead of working, you're here fighting with colleagues!"
"I'm sorry, Director Cheng. I was wrong." Li Minghan's earlier anger vanished completely, and he became as soft as a docile kitten. In contrast, Mo Ming remained unchanged, still wearing a nonchalant expression.
The man in the black suit was Cheng Siyuan, the Creative Director of Starry Rhythm Advertising Company. Upon arriving at the company and witnessing such a discordant scene, Cheng Siyuan immediately became furious and rushed over to reprimand them.
Noticing Mo Ming smiling beside him, Cheng Siyuan frowned as he could not recall anyone like him in the company. He asked, "And you, what are you laughing about? Who are you? I've never seen you before."
Qiu Lan quickly introduced Mo Ming, saying, "This is Mo Ming, President Mu's personal bodyguard. He just joined the company today."
"I didn't ask you," Cheng Siyuan replied to Qiu Lan before turning to Mo Ming. "So you're President Mu's personal bodyguard? Do you know that you need to get along with your colleagues? How can you come in and start arguing right away? This kind of behavior is very detrimental, do you understand?"
"If Director Cheng hadn't reminded me, I really wouldn't have known," Mo Ming said with an apologetic smile. "Thank you for the reminder; I'll pay attention in the future."
"That's good to hear." Cheng Siyuan nodded and added, "Mo Ming, if you ever need anything, feel free to come to me. As long as I can help, I won't refuse."
Upon hearing this from Cheng Siyuan, Li Minghan immediately understood that Cheng Siyuan clearly wanted to win over Mo Ming. He aimed to leverage Mo Ming's position as President Mu's bodyguard to gain insights into Murong Lian's thoughts. This meant that if Li Minghan wanted to cause trouble for Mo Ming in the future, he might end up offending Cheng Siyuan.
Mo Ming was well aware of Cheng Siyuan's intentions and decided to go along with it. He nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Cheng. If I encounter any issues I can't resolve, I certainly won't hesitate to reach out to you."
"Great. I have other matters to attend to now; I'll take my leave." After saying this, Cheng Siyuan walked into his office.
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky that you have Director Cheng backing you. I won't hold this against you today," Li Minghan said, then sat down in a chair to continue working.
Qiu Lan, relieved that nothing serious had happened, pulled Mo Ming aside and said, "You need to be careful in the company from now on. Even though you have Director Cheng supporting you, Li Minghan is a trusted aide of Client Department Director Ren Long. You've offended him today, and I'm sure Ren Long will take action against you."
"Yeah, I understand. You should get back to work," Mo Ming nodded and replied. "I'm going to find a place to smoke. Do you know where I can smoke around here?"
"If you want to smoke, go to the break room. There shouldn't be anyone there at this time," Qiu Lan pointed in a direction and said, "The break room is over there. You can go by yourself; I'll get back to work."
Mo Ming nodded and followed the direction Qiu Lan indicated, finally finding what was called the break room. It was merely a storage area with no place to rest, so Mo Ming could only stand and smoke.
He took out a cigarette, smelled it before lighting it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring. "The workplace is full of deceit and intrigue, with people scheming against each other just to climb the ranks. I really don't like this kind of life."
Thinking back to his passionate youth, Mo Ming couldn't help but feel nostalgic, especially for the woman he deeply loved who had already left him. Although Mo Ming had flirted with many others, he truly only held one person in his heart.
Clang...
Mo Ming heard a sound behind him and turned around to see a figure silhouetted against a barrier.
"Who is it?" Mo Ming called out.
After a long silence with no response, just as Mo Ming was about to approach, a sweet female voice came from inside.
"It's me, Han Xue. Stop right there; don't come any closer!"
Mo Ming couldn't see clearly at that moment; Han Xue was wearing nothing but sexy lingerie and was holding a piece of clothing to cover herself, her slender figure barely concealed.
"What are you doing in there?" Mo Ming asked in confusion.
"I... it's nothing, could you please step outside for a moment?" Han Xue said, her face flushed, stammering.
"Uh, okay."
Without asking further, Mo Ming exited the lounge.
Once Mo Ming left, Han Xue let out a sigh of relief and quickly put on her clothes.
When Mo Ming entered earlier, Han Xue was actually changing clothes inside. She had accidentally wet her pants while using the restroom and happened to have left another outfit in the lounge from her last visit. Seeing that no one was around and for convenience's sake, Han Xue decided to change there.
Who would have thought that Mo Ming would suddenly come in? In her panic, Han Xue accidentally knocked something over, making a noise that alerted Mo Ming. She felt embarrassed, her face burning.
After changing her clothes, she packed the wet ones into a bag and hurriedly walked out, keeping her head down and not daring to look at Mo Ming, who was standing at the door smoking.
"Can I go in now?" Mo Ming asked, feeling somewhat confused.
Han Xue didn't respond; her face turned even redder as she quickened her pace to leave, as if Mo Ming were a plague. Mo Ming was puzzled by Han Xue's strange behavior. After thinking for a moment, he understood and shook his head with a wry smile before walking back into the lounge to continue smoking.
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