Life lessons tell us to stay away from an irritable woman, whether she's your girlfriend or not.

Don't be fooled by Mumu's thin appearance; she's all muscle.

Everyone says there's a food chain among people, but who would have thought there'd be one between hidden talents? In this company, the only one who can make Sun Mumu, the hidden dragon, blow her top is probably Lin Miaomiao, the crouching phoenix.

This skill isn't just aimed at men; it's an indiscriminate carpet bombing of everyone around her, making it impossible to defend against.

In the end, under Sun Mumu's strong insistence, the three of them ordered yellow braised chicken for takeout.

When they were almost finished eating, the office door knocked, and then opened to reveal a girl in black stockings and a short skirt. She was the only employee in the marketing department besides Old Wang and the person who contacted him when he took on the promotion job, named Zhao Lei.

She had a round face with a bit of baby fat. Her body was somewhat flat, but her legs were truly slender, and her short hair made her look a bit cute.

"Brother Su, Brother Zhen is calling you," Zhao Lei shouted at him after scanning the room.

Although Wang Bai was older than him, Su Qing was taller, and since he never disclosed his age, he naturally became "brother" to the others.

"Little Love Song? Isn't that sung by Sodagreen? Is that your nickname?" Sun Mumu asked in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing rolled his eyes: "Qing, as in the color green, it's my name, not a song. What are you thinking?"

"Isn't your name from an anime? I watched it and cried my eyes out," Lin Miaomiao chimed in, full of questions.

At this, Su Qing was lost for words. With both the hidden dragon and crouching phoenix together, even Liu Bei couldn't conquer the world. He felt that this company was equally precarious; they might burn through the budget any day and collapse midway.

"Oh, it's Lei, come in. Have you eaten?" Su Qing greeted with a smile.

Yesterday, when he was out on location with Da Huang, Old Wang and she were along for the ride. Since it was just the three of them, they were together the whole time.

"I've already eaten. Brother Qing, Brother Zhen asked me to call you over," Zhao Lei replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Sun Mumu was puzzled: "Brother Zhen? Who's that? It's not Old Wang from the planning department, is it?"

Su Qing:...

"If you're going to talk, just talk without insulting anyone. Don't keep repeating it."

"I didn't say—uh, nevermind. It's Old Wang, right?"

She seemed to catch herself midway and corrected herself.

Su Qing nodded, then got up: "Alright, I'll head over then."

"Okay, just leave your stuff. Miaomiao and I will clean up later."

With that, Su Qing didn't hesitate, turned around, and followed Zhao Lei out the door.

"What does Old Wang want with me? Da Huang didn't make trouble over there, did he?" Su Qing asked curiously as soon as they stepped outside.

Zhao Lei shook her head: "No idea, but Da Huang's been well-behaved; no trouble at all. Brother Qing, you haven't updated in two days, and fans are urging for more content, saying they want to see Da Huang. Are you out of inspiration lately?"

Su Qing's first collaboration for company promotion was through Zhao Lei, so she naturally knew he was into making short videos. However, at that time, he hadn't transitioned to it full-time, nor had he gained fame. Unlike now, where several videos had a minor surge in popularity, giving him a bit of a reputation.

Ever since yesterday when he brought Da Huang to the office, Zhao Lei was aware of his situation. She genuinely liked Da Huang too; having only seen him in videos before, she was thrilled to finally pet a real dog.

"Just call me Su Qing," Su Qing smiled. The nickname "Brother Qing" felt awkward, but he had to admit, she was one of the few normal people he met in the company.

The planning department had a feminine manager, a pair of hidden dragon and crouching phoenix, and three side women — constant scheming and infighting.

"As for updates, the video is being edited and should be released tonight."

Zhao Lei nodded, with a bit of excitement: "Really? Well, I'll be waiting to watch it."

As they chatted, they arrived at the marketing department. Unlike the crowded planning department, this office had half the space.

Inside, there were only two rows of desks, so it didn't feel cramped — somewhat empty, in fact, considering there were only two people and a dog, making it three employees total.

That's right, Da Huang was officially part of this department.

Upon entering, they saw Old Wang at the computer, in conversation with Da Huang, who was standing on its hind legs and leaning on the table.

"Da Huang, how's this shot? Light +5, color temperature -7, tone -3, highlights -6, shadows +28, contrast -10. Best to use a zoom lens, compose from the upper right to lower left, with a three-to-seven person-to-dog ratio, and leave a blank space. What do you think, satisfied?"

Da Huang: "Woof woof!"

"What, not satisfied? Alright, it does have a minor flaw; I can see that. How about this one?"

"Woof!"

"You like this? Good eye. This is the best of this photo series, my direction, but not as good as my best work yet. Someday when I've got time, I'll take pictures of you, making you the most famous dog online in the city."

"Woof woof woof!"

"Alright, it's a deal."

As soon as they entered, they saw Old Wang communicating seamlessly with Da Huang. If they hadn't known that the two were talking nonsense, they might have thought Old Wang could understand dog language.

"Wang, how'd you two end up chatting?" Su Qing laughed.

"I told you, just call me Old Wang," Wang Zhen corrected, as if he had a fixation with being called that.

The thing is, Su Qing least liked Old Wang; he had no fixation with the name, just a bit of a grudge.

"The photos we took yesterday are ready. I was worried someone else might mess them up, so I got the originals to edit them myself," Old Wang explained.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing moved Da Huang aside, took a good look, and found they were indeed impressive. Compared to his materials, the difference was evident; professionals are indeed different.

"How is it?"

"Not bad, Old Wang, truly professional," Su Qing gave a thumbs up.

"That's right," Old Wang smiled smugly. "By the way, how's it going in the Planning Department, brother?"

"Not bad, what's up, bro?"

"No... nothing, just... just asking," Wang Zhen said hesitantly.

[Some people win by being the king, some lick fervently, and some only dare to watch from afar—such absurdity.]

[New story: The Neighbor Wang has finally found true love at thirty but dares not confess. He likes Feng Yan, having followed her from the capital to Jiang City, and wants you to send something over but feels too shy to ask.]

Listening to the sudden narration, Su Qing was a bit stunned as he looked at this middle-aged dude in front of him. Despite the scruffy beard and a bit of an unkempt look, it shouldn't be too hard to spruce him up a bit. At least he's much better than the previous neighbor Wang.

He just didn't expect this honest-looking Old Wang to have a thing for a sexy, sassy woman? Shouldn't he like someone kind?

"Old bro, is there something going on? We're all dudes here; no need to be so hesitant," knowing the reason, Su Qing half-joked.

"No, nothing, I just called you here to look at some photos," Wang Zhen said, his eyes darting around nervously.

Hearing this, Su Qing didn't expose him and pretended to check his phone, smiling, "Alright, no worries, I'll head back first. It's not good to disturb them once they start working."

With that, Su Qing made to leave, but Old Wang panicked and quickly pulled him back, "Wait, brother, stay a bit longer, we still have ten minutes. Let's chat some more."

Then he looked over at Zhao Lei, saying, "Xiao Lei, could you go downstairs and get me a pack of cigarettes? I need to talk to Xiao Su about something."

"Sure, you guys carry on,"

Said Zhao Lei as she got up tactfully and left. Once the door closed, Wang Xing hesitated a bit before awkwardly pulling out two bags from the side. One was full of fruit, even half a watermelon, and the other contained a finely packaged fruit salad with a neatly packaged envelope pressed at the bottom, which Su Qing noticed right away but didn't mention.

"Come on, have some fruit. Just bought it. If there's too much, take some back and share with the girls in your department," Wang Zhen said somewhat anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing was a bit taken aback but didn't refuse. He grabbed an apple and took a bite. It was really sweet, definitely not cheap fruit.

"That's too kind of you. Maybe you should keep it for yourself, bro."

"No, no, I've got plenty. Can't finish it all. Besides, you just got here, you should build a good rapport with your colleagues. There are many young ladies in the Planning Department around your age; who knows, maybe you could even find a girlfriend. Our company doesn't prohibit office romance," Wang Zhen waved his hand dismissively.

Seeing him looking so constipated with nervousness made Su Qing anxious for him. He said, "Old bro, do you want me to take something to someone?"

"Ah? It's just... out of concern, nothing more," Wang Zhen said, startled, trying to deny it.

"Alright, alright. Hand over the fruit salad; haven't had it in ages," he said, reaching out to grab it.

Seeing this, Wang Zhen hurriedly protected it, "No, brother, not this one."

"Why not? Didn't you ask me to bring it back for my colleagues? I think they wouldn't like it; maybe I should keep it," Su Qing chuckled.

"She loves this thing..."

"She? Which 'she'? Could it be President Shen?" Su Qing teased deliberately.

Wang Zhen shook his head vigorously, "No, no, it's... Feng Yan. She loves this."

Su Qing raised an eyebrow and let out an elongated "Oh," with a knowing look, smiling, "Old bro wants me to bring this to Sister Feng?"

Wang Zhen nodded repeatedly, hastily adding, "It's just some fruit, nothing else."

Trying to cover up usually draws more suspicion.

"Got it, just colleagues looking out for each other."

"Yes, yes, just like that."

With that, Su Qing decided not to make this honest man suffer anymore. He picked up both bags and let Da Huang carry the one with the envelope while he held the bag full of fruit and said with a smile:

"Old bro, in the future, for stuff like this, just instruct Da Huang. It knows who to give things to."

Wang Zhen was taken aback, "Will that work?"

"No problem, rest assured. I'll shoot a video of it for you."

In the afternoon, after work hours started, Su Qing sauntered back from the PR department with Da Huang and began playing a video on his phone in the middle of the road.

"Remember who to give the stuff to later, got it? Do it well, and Brother Wang promised a great reward."

This time, Da Huang didn't bark, just gave him a disdainful look [What dog do you look down upon anyway?]

"Sister Cui, have a peach. And Sister Zhang, try this apple. Sister Qin, have a banana. Don't be shy, everyone. Enjoy. Please look after me in the future," Su Qing said, offering the fruit around to his colleagues as he entered the office.

Meanwhile, Da Huang sauntered over to Feng Yan's work station, nudging her smooth thigh with his head.

Since he was distributing fruit, Feng Yan didn't suspect anything; she just rubbed Da Huang's head and took the bag casually.

The others accepted with smiles, but the atmosphere around the voiceover trio was different.

Cui Rong: "Oh, thank you." [A peach? Case solved; he must have a crush on me.]

Zhang Xiao: "Thanks, I'll eat it later." [How does he know I love apples? He even knows what I like to eat. Enough said, I'm free tonight.]

Qin Shuang: "No need to go through the trouble and expense. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Want to add me on WeChat? Let's facilitate working exchange." [A banana? Is this a flirtation? No more teasing, I've already planned the kids' names.]

Hearing the narration in his head, Su Qing felt like taking the stuff back. What was even going on?

"The watermelon's all cut up, have some together, come on," Su Qing laughed.

Just then, the office door opened, "Yo, is Xiao Su treating everyone to fruit? Is there any for me?"

Su Qing: ???

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