Chapter 4Video of the Beautiful Neighbor
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Mu Sisi?! What was she doing here? That mole under her eye, that curvy figure—no mistake.
"Hello everyone, I'm Zuo You, your new General Manager. My father has entrusted the company to me." The young man on stage looked elite in his suit, but his neon green hair was a turn-off—total spoiled rich kid vibe.
"This is my assistant, Mu Sisi."
What? She was the GM's assistant? What a coincidence.
"Please take care of me." She bowed, and her cleavage was on full display—whispers erupted.
The meeting was short. The new GM wanted to understand the company, so departmental meetings were next.
"That new assistant Mu Sisi has an amazing body!"
"Even I'm jealous—and I'm a woman!"
"Single guys in the office are in luck!"
"Please—with that look, she's not an assistant. More like a bed warmer."
The break room women were gossiping up a storm. I held my coffee cup—needed caffeine after last night's bad sleep.
It made sense now. A young woman with a sugar daddy could definitely afford a sports car.
"Fang Yan! You're here?" They noticed me.
"Liu! Just grabbing coffee. Thought I’d wait until you ladies were done."
"Fang Yan, you’re too sweet! Come in—the water’s boiling." They pulled me inside.
Our company had plenty of female employees, but turnover was insane.
"Fang Yan! GM wants you in his office!" An older employee yelled from across the room.
I waved goodbye, chugged my coffee, and jogged over.
"Hu, rough day?" I clapped his shoulder.
"Don’t ask. This new GM cut all my projects." He wiped sweat from his brow. "Good luck—you’ll need it."
I grabbed my project files and headed to the GM’s floor, nervous as hell.
The hallway was dead quiet. The assistant’s desk was empty—usually they’d announce you first.
After waiting, no one showed up. I walked to the door, about to knock—when I heard sounds from inside.
"GM… easy!" Was that Mu Sisi? Hard to tell.
"Bitch, bite down. No noise without permission."
Oh shit—I froze. Knock or leave? Before I could decide, someone spoke behind me.
"Fang Yan? What are you doing here?" Mu Sisi?! I spun around.
"What are *you* doing here?"