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After confirming that the office door was clear, Lan Hui suddenly turned around and dashed to her cubicle, plopping down into her seat.
It felt so stuffy, almost suffocating.
Ten years ago, Lan Hui and Gu Yi, not Donald Duck, lived in the same neighborhood.
When they met, she was thirteen and he was fifteen, just hitting puberty. Whenever he spoke, his voice sounded like a standard duck quack, earning him the nickname Donald Duck.
At that time, he was fair-skinned and had a scholarly appearance. While he wasn't exactly stunningly handsome, he was clean-cut and had a timid personality. Unfortunately for him, he crossed paths with the mischievous troublemaker Lan Hui.
From then on, teasing Gu Lauya became one of her greatest joys.
She once cut his hair while he was sound asleep, leaving it looking as if a dog had chewed it. She also secretly placed a frozen little snake in his pencil case.
Mother Gu frequently dragged Gu Yi to Lan Hui's house to complain about her antics, as regularly as having three meals a day.
After one particularly severe prank, Gu Lauya even declared that he would definitely marry Lan Hui in the future and torment her for life.
Was this a case of being overly obsessed with being bullied?
Unfortunately, that grand proclamation never came to fruition.
After graduating from high school, Gu Lauya got accepted into a university abroad and moved away with his family.
"How's everything going?"
The sound of WeChat's notification brought Lan Hui back from her memories; it was a message from Zhang Jie.
Zhang Jie graduated from the same school as Lan Hui and came to the company a year earlier, so it was only natural for her to take care of her junior.
"Let me have a glass of 1982 Lafite to calm my nerves," Lan Hui quickly sent an emoji in response.
Before Lan Hui could compose herself, a message popped up in the company WeChat group regarding her situation—she would be retained for one month.
This was undoubtedly a slap in the face in front of the entire company.
Did it have to be this harsh? She was just a newcomer who had been at the company for a month; lacking experience was not her fault.
Besides, President Gu didn’t come out of the womb knowing how to be a CEO, right?
But reality was indeed this cruel.
"I told you long ago not to wear skirts," Zhang Jie pointed out the culprit behind her bad luck today.
"Why?"
Lan Hui even forgot that she was in deep trouble and became curious instead.
"It’s said that the president prefers male employees. Female staff wearing pants can make him overlook gender."
No wonder the long-haired female colleagues all tied their hair back, leaving no stray strands on their foreheads.
Is it really that simple? Lan Hui suddenly felt like becoming a workaholic.
What is wrong with him? Is he a misogynist?
"I'm going on a business trip for the next few days, good luck to you!"
Taking advantage of Lan Hui's confusion, Zhang Jie, her lifeline, left first.
In order to stay in this company, Lan Hui changed her strategy and decided to become a workaholic who only loves her job.
She must stay in this company and slap Gu Lauya in the face.
Since the day Lan Hui decided to become a workaholic, she adhered to the principle of "Customers may torment me countless times, but I will treat them like my first love," diving headfirst into the internet and using all her skills to promote the company's cosmetics.
The cosmetics industry has high profits but also fierce competition, especially when selling online to strangers whom she cannot see; the difficulty is evident.
Thus, Lan Hui's passionate affair with her work lasted only a week before it began to cool down.
Having not sold a single item, just as Lan Hui was crying and thinking about smashing her computer, a dialogue box suddenly popped up.
"Hey beautiful, are you selling cosmetics?"
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