4 I…I’m sorry, I didn’t Mean to Intrude

Feng Mian took care of the papers and the insurance company for the rest of the night. After talking for hours, she managed to gain their approval to pay for the next three days. Afterwards, she needed to cover up the expense by herself because the money the company invested in her was simply not enough.

She took a little detour to her home and had some rest. Unfortunately, her alarm reminded her of her work again.

"Wow, you look like a mess," Yu Yan was stunned when she saw Feng Mian appear after running for a long distance. She beckoned for Feng Mian to come closer before fixing her clothes. "You should pay more attention to your appearance, Mian'er."

"Sorry, Yan," Feng Mian caressed her head in embarrassment.

"If this keeps on, you're not going to be able to get married."

"…."

Feng Mian knew that Yu Yan could be quite nagging in this matter, so she needed to change the topic fast. Her eyes landed on the documents on their table. "Is our proposal rejected?"

"No, ours have already passed. However, the director fired the other team because President Zhang got angry," Yu Yan shivered when she recalled what happened after Feng Mian left yesterday. Luckily, it was not their team who performed badly, or they might be the one who got kicked out.

Pointing to the documents. "Please don't tell me that our team is the one assigned for the project."

"Technically, all other teams who have their proposal passed will have to do this project. We all needed to submit our ideas before today's work time end."

Hearing that, Feng Mian's face contorted. She had worked tirelessly to finish one proposal and now she had to work for another one? Her eyes landed on her two teammates, who looked like they have already given up on their lives. Their fingers were working on their laptop or computer with zombie eyes.

"Because of that, please work hard, Mian'er."

"I…I'll do my best."

In the end, Feng Mian had to consult the design that her team made over and over. They needed to make sure the design was unique yet at the same time, simple because they were not allowed to waste materials. It was hard to make the satisfying proposal.

In the end, Feng Mian stayed in the company until it was late. Colors were picked last because she needed to make sure that they didn't overlap or intrude after the design was finished. After she had finished, they handed out their proposal to the director.

"Mian'er, can you be the one to stay behind to wait for the confirmation?" Yu Yan asked after they ate their dinner.

"What?"

"I have a date." Yu Yan's face turned dark. "And because of this annoying work, I'm already late."

Feng Mian smiled bitterly. Yu Yan had a boyfriend, but her work often caused their plan to fail. Well, somehow, their president would always find a way to make them all busy even if it was not during the holiday season. As for the holiday season… it was hell.

"How about Su Han?"

"He has left."

Looking at the two empty chairs, Feng Mian knew that her teammates went ahead because they didn't want Yu Yan to delegate the task to them. It was a task that the team leader has to do, but Feng Mian also didn't have anything to do tonight except for visiting her mother. Well, she could just make video call to her mother.

After Yu Yan had left, Feng Mian was left alone with other teams' leader. The director returned their files one by one after it was checked.

'When will it be my turn?'

Feng Mian played with her phone. She already messaged her mother and her mother wanted to rest, so there was nothing else she needed to do. Glancing at the clock, she sighed.

It was already 10 PM meaning that she had just gone overtime.

"Team Y?"

"Ah yes?" Feng Mian sat up straight.

The director handed the file. "The director wanted you to revise it tomorrow and hand in the necessary documents before lunch tomorrow."

"Ok."

Feng Mian opened the file and sighed when she saw the revision they wanted. She took a pic and messaged her team, telling them what the company wanted.

Looking at the notes, it seemed that the revision needed was unrelated to her, so she put the document in their desk and headed to the lift. In any case, she wanted to have a good sleep today. She felt tired.

Ding!

As the elevator stopped, Feng Mian noticed that it was going up first. Probably some other hard worker had just finished their work. Since it might be full if she waited for the lift to go down, she clicked the arrow down to dim it before entering the lift.

'So, who's still working?'

Feng Mian looked at the number curiously. It was still going up and up…. Her face paled when she saw the top number.

It might be just some other director and not the scary president, right?

Right?

There was a personal lift for their president, so he didn't usually use this one. But occasionally, the lift might be broken which was the time when President Zhang would use this lift. Her heart was praying hard that she would not encounter the president as the lift stopped.

Ding!

As the door opened, Feng Mian's eyes widened in surprise. It was still opening, but she already heard the sound of something breaking.

Prang!

"You bastard! Didn't you already promise to have dinner tonight? Why are you still staying up here?"

"I'm busy."

Feng Mian's body shivered upon hearing that cold voice. As the door was fully opened, she could see President Zhang standing with a beautiful woman before him. He had black hair and detached expression. With a tall build and sharp gaze, not many people dared to go close to him.

The woman pointed her finger to President Zhang's face. "That's what you always say! You can just delegate the work to your subordinates!"

President Zhang didn't even bother. "Miss Su, if you didn't want me to call guards because of trespassing, you better leave."

"You!"

"I never give you a promise or anything," President Zhang continued. "You should discuss it with the one giving you the information."

Miss Su's expression turned red. "Bastard!"

She tried to kick President Zhang's legs, but he moved sideways. Because of her skirt, her legs tangled up with one another.

Bang!

"Ouch!" Miss Su's face scrunched. She turned her head to the lift and saw a messy looking employee there. Out of anger, she roared. "What are you looking at?"

"I…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude…"

Feng Mian wanted to cry. What crime did she do to stumble upon such a scene?