Jiang Ci was sitting at the desk with her laptop, typing away.


    "What are you writing?" Lu Yudong asked from the bed behind her, possibly feeling the room was too quiet.


    "An outstanding graduate report," Jiang Ci replied absentmindedly as she continued typing.


    "You?"


    Hearing those two words, Jiang Ci felt increasingly unsettled. How much did Lu Yudong look down on her?


    She turned around to meet his gaze. "What, Mr. Lu, don''t you know that New East Group only hires outstanding graduates? If I weren''t outstanding, how could I have been formally hired? Or am I not good enough, and you just told your subordinates to keep me around so you could control me?"


    Lu Yudong''s casual remark of "You?" was not meant to be taken seriously, but Jiang Ci''s pointed response hit the mark.


    He had known for a while that this woman was not simple.


    Lu Yudong couldn''t be bothered to argue with Jiang Ci and closed his book to go wash up.


    Jiang Ci, feeling she had overreacted, realized her words were inappropriate. After all, he was the president, and she, as a low-level subordinate, had been impolite. She felt a bit guilty and couldn''t continue writing her report, so she went to wash up as well.


    By the time Lu Yudong returned to the room, Jiang Ci was already sitting on the bed.


    Lu Yudong picked up his book again.


    "Mr. Lu, how did you manage to keep me in the finance department?" Jiang Ci asked, trying to make conversation, and it was a question she had always wanted to know.


    "Do I need to explain leaving an intern?" Lu Yudong replied nonchalantly.The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.


    Jiang Ci thought: So it was indeed Lu Yudong who had a word with them to keep her.


    "But if you don''t explain, people will speculate."


    Lu Yudong''s gaze swept over her casually. "Speculate? Isn''t it true that you slept with me? And that we got a marriage certificate?"


    Jiang Ci: ...


    She had nothing to say and lay down, listening to the sounds of Lu Yudong flipping through his book, turning off the light, and lying down, slowly drifting off to sleep.


    This time, when they returned to Grandpa''s house, nothing unexpected happened. On the way back, Lu Yudong transferred another ten thousand yuan to Jiang Ci.


    This time it was twenty thousand less than last time, as the two thousand for cooking was not included since they had an hourly worker this time.


    However, neither of them spoke a word.


    Now, every time Lu Yudong transferred money to Jiang Ci, it made her uncomfortable, though she couldn''t quite figure out why.


    Lu Yudong''s car stopped at the spot where he had picked Jiang Ci up the day before, and then he drove off.


    Jiang Ci hadn''t even reached her dorm when she received a WeChat message from Director Zhu of the Human Resources Department: [Little Jiang, the previous dorm arrangement was temporary. Now that room 1507 is available, an employee from the operations department got married and bought a new house with her husband. You and Han Lan can move into this two-person room. What do you think?]


    Jiang Ci was slightly taken aback, thinking: Just because Lu Yudong couldn''t stand the damp smell on her, he arranged for her to move to a new room, and it''s a two-person room. Rank really does have its privileges.


    Han Lan had already checked out room 1507. It was about the same size as the previous four-person room, but only for two people.


    All afternoon, Han Lan couldn''t stop talking, feeling like she had hit the jackpot, packing up and moving to the new dorm.


    After changing dorms, Jiang Ci spent her time doing laundry, planning to wash all the clothes that had a musty smell.


    "Jiang Ci, Jiang Ci, come and look at this, it''s infuriating..." Jiang Ci was in the bathroom doing laundry when she heard Han Lan''s angry voice. Han Lan came into the bathroom with her laptop.


    "Didn''t you go to the hospital to see your mom yesterday? Look at what these people are saying."


    Jiang Ci turned off the faucet and tilted her head to look at the laptop.


    The company''s "Fenghua" forum was open on the screen, where thousands of employees frequently posted, making it very active.


    The post was titled: "Who is her sugar daddy?"


    There were over a dozen photos of Jiang Ci taken yesterday at Fengyue Café on Financial Street. She was wearing a very elegant dress and had makeup on, clearly dressed up, getting into a luxurious Mercedes. As she got in, she looked around...


    The Mercedes had dark tinted windows, so the person inside couldn''t be seen. Precisely because of this, everyone was speculating, "Who is her sugar daddy?"


    People were very interested in this kind of gossip, and more and more people were posting, quickly making it a hot topic.


    Han Lan posted a reply: "This is my roommate, I can vouch for her, she went to the hospital yesterday."


    But Han Lan''s reply wasn''t convincing enough, and soon someone replied: "Why dress up to go to the hospital? It''s not hard to park in front of our dorm, why park two miles away? Also, I heard she was competing with another Hua University graduate for a position at New East this year. The other person worked diligently every day, so how did she, who keeps taking days off, get the position? Something''s fishy."


    "Keep your voice down, she has connections."


    "During team building, I saw her toasting the HR deputy director. Maybe..."


    ...


    There were all sorts of comments, and they were quite unpleasant.


    During team building, Jiang Ci did toast the HR deputy director, but she did it with Xing Baohua. It seemed she had been used by someone with ulterior motives. Large corporations were full of internal politics.