Having achieved financial freedom, I reorganized my workplace.

Chapter 104 Tang Yuwei Arrives

Chapter 103 Tang Yuwei Arrives

In a company like Xinhai Group, which can operate as both a public and private enterprise, 35 years old is a critical age for survival.

If you can't reach the position of department head before the age of 35, you'll basically be a nobody in the workplace with no chance of turning things around.

Lin Chen is thirty-one years old this year, and there are only four years left until that line.

Writing novels gave him a taste of making money, and the sense of security of holding banknotes in his hands was like an addictive drug, making his heart itch and even causing him to become somewhat infatuated.

If he didn't have money, would he dare to publicly confront that old fox Zeng Huihuang? Don't even think about it. If he didn't have money, would he dare to date so many women? It's simply a fantasy.

Having experienced the feeling of being rich, he now wants to experience something else: power.

Humans are never satisfied.

Lin Chen used to be laid-back and complacent, not because he lacked ambition, but because he simply never had the chance to climb the ladder. Now that he has the opportunity, the dormant ambition in his heart has long been stirring and is about to burst forth.

Sometimes he despised himself for being too unsatisfied and hypocritical. But when he thought of Yuwei, he wondered if he was worthy of her now. How could he not strive to improve himself?

Song Jiehui once said that if a project of a resource-saving enterprise is done well, he will be promoted to deputy director.

Lin Chen had already considered it countless times in his mind. At present, there was actually a vacant deputy director position in both the project department and the marketing department of the company. The two positions were not much different, but he preferred the marketing department.

The project management team is a murky place. From project approval and fund allocation to subcontracting bidding, every step is rife with shady dealings. If you're not careful, you can become someone else's pawn, and even after being sold out, you'll still be counting the money for them.

Tan Huasheng back then is a living example.

The marketing department is in charge of the company's water bill collection and marketing. Lin Chen has been working in the water bill collection business for many years and has long since developed a keen eye for spotting problems. He is very good at this job.

However, Song Jiehui hadn't made any move yet, so Lin Chen didn't want to take the initiative to ask for it. It would be too unseemly, appearing too eager for quick success and giving others grounds for criticism.

Today, Tang Xin went to the city company to see Director Ma to get some documents, and she brought Lin Chen with her.

After finishing their work at noon, they found a guesthouse to rest. Of course, Lin Chen didn't waste the money and gave Tang Xin a proper baptism.

Tang Xin leaned against the headboard, took a tissue and wiped Lin Chen's face. Her voice, weary from their recent encounter, weakly asked him, "Lin Chen, do you want to be the deputy director?"

Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "How come this woman is like a mind reader? She even knows my thoughts."

Could it be that the momentum just now was too strong, and you blurted out all your innermost thoughts?

He remained outwardly calm and continued to take advantage: "Director Tang, what a question! Does anyone not want a promotion and a raise? But what good would it do me if I wanted one? It depends on whether the leader wants it or not."

Tang Xin shifted slightly into his arms, making it easier for him to hold her other hand, her voice as soft as cotton: "The project team is currently short of a deputy director. Director Song talked to me a few days ago and asked me to recommend someone. If you're willing, I can put in a good word for you with him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen knew something was wrong.

If Song Jiehui really wanted to promote me, why would he go through all this trouble and have Tang Xin relay the message? Wouldn't it be much more straightforward for him to talk to me directly?

There's definitely something fishy going on here.

"Director Tang, it's good that you're willing to speak up for me, but Director Song might not be willing to use me, right?"

Tang Xin turned her head, looked into his eyes, and offered a sincere piece of advice: "Lin Chen, Director Song actually values ​​you quite a bit. He promoted you to specialist because he saw that you were capable and decisive, a real talent for getting things done. However, he's also a little afraid of that drive of yours now."

She paused, then added, "From what he said, he seemed to think you're too opinionated, a bit...uncontrollable. You understand what I mean?"

Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood the crux of the matter.

Back then, Song Jiehui's position in the company was unstable, and he was constantly being suppressed by Tan Huasheng. He desperately needed a sharp knife to help him carve out a path to success, which is why he promoted Lin Chen from the bottom and used him as a tool.

Now that Tan Huasheng has fallen, Song Jiehui has become the sole ruler, turning the company into his personal fiefdom. Lin Chen, a principled, outspoken, and stubborn individual, has become a potential threat in his eyes.

The proverb "When the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked; when the birds are gone, the bow is put away" applies to everything. Judging from his attitude towards this frugal enterprise, it's clear that he's not actually the kind of leader who gets things done.

Lin Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and let out a cold laugh, a feeling of indescribable frustration churning in his chest.

This workplace is really cruel.

"Whatever, it's just a deputy director, I'm not really that interested."

Tang Xin seemed to see through his hypocritical thoughts: "I think Director Song still leans towards you. It's just that you're too slow to understand. Now is a crucial time for you to climb up the ranks. If you really want to sit in this position, take the initiative to go to Director Song to show your loyalty and tell him your true thoughts."

She ran her fingertips along Lin Chen's back, her tone meaningful: "In this world, good positions never come knocking on your door."

Opportunities are something you have to seize yourself.

Tang Xin's words were heartfelt, and her analysis was entirely reasonable. She had climbed up the ladder step by step in the same way, so she knew all too well the tricks of the trade.

The leader may not want your money, but he wants your attitude; he needs Lin Chen to give him a promise.

Showing loyalty?

Lin Chen knew perfectly well that this was tantamount to making him kneel down and swear allegiance to Song Jiehui. Impossible. Lin Chen could not do such a thing. He could never submit to someone.

"Back when I was the class monitor, wasn't it you guys who insisted on pulling me up? In this world, what's meant to be yours will be yours. There's no point in fighting and grabbing for it."

"Lin Chen, that's too naive. A specialist and a deputy director are completely different concepts. A specialist is someone who does the work, while a deputy director is the real management. Do you want to be a specialist for the rest of your life?"

That's true.

Lin Chen looked down at Tang Xin's usually aloof face, which was now flushed. After thinking for a moment, he said decisively, "Forget it. If I have to sell myself to get a deputy director position, I might as well sell my body to stay in the office and continue serving you."

Tang Xin's face flushed bright red instantly, the color spreading from her cheeks to her ears. She reached out and punched Lin Chen, her voice a mixture of embarrassment and anger: "Go to hell."

Lin Chen chuckled softly, leaned in, and gently bit her earlobe, then asked with a smile, "Really don't want to?"

"You bastard—" Tang Xin's voice was barely audible, with a strong nasal tone, but she didn't push him away again.

The feeling is back, and it's so strong.

Time flies, and May Day is here in the blink of an eye.

Lin Chen didn't want to go home during the holiday. Just thinking about his mother's nagging mouth about getting married made his scalp tingle. So he volunteered to stay in Suicheng for duty.

Tang Xin was indeed worried about this. She was naturally grateful for Lin Chen's generosity, but she had to go back to her hometown during this holiday. Otherwise, she would have liked to stay in the office with Lin Chen, and maybe that would have been possible.

Once a man and a woman have their first time, there will be countless times.

Lin Chen was quite satisfied with his shift.

He doesn't have to listen to his mother's nagging, he gets triple overtime pay, and most importantly, he can quietly stay in the company's duty room and work on his half-finished novel, maybe even do a few big updates.

That morning, Lin Chen was typing away at his computer when his phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed Tang Yuwei.

"Lin Chen, where are you?"

The girl's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of elation at the end, like a small pebble creating ripples in the lake of his heart.

"I'm on duty at the company. What's up?" Lin Chen stopped typing and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

"I miss you."

Tang Yuwei's voice suddenly softened, filled with undisguised longing, like a pleading kitten, tickling his heart.

"I miss you too," Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, his voice tinged with helplessness, "but there's no use missing you, we're so far apart."

"Do you...do you really miss me?"

The girl's voice carried a hint of cautious probing, along with an barely concealed anticipation, like a little heart pounding wildly.

"Really." Lin Chen actually gave a perfunctory reply; women are all so boring.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then a "click" sounded and the call ended.

Lin Chen looked at the darkened phone screen, feeling both amused and exasperated. What was this little girl up to now?

Two and a half hours later, the phone rang again; it was Tang Yuwei again.

"Lin Chen, you—you go look out the window."

The girl's voice was slightly breathless and hurried, with barely suppressed excitement. Lin Chen wondered to himself, what was this girl up to now? He stood up, walked to the window, and pushed it open.

The sunlight downstairs was perfect, casting a golden glow across the ground.

A girl in a green dress stood gracefully under the sycamore tree in front of the company gate, her skirt billowing in the wind. Her skin was as white as a peeled egg, dazzling in the sunlight, and her figure was tall and slender, like a graceful bamboo stalk.

The wind blew her long hair, revealing a bright and beautiful face. Her eyebrows were curved, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and the light in her eyes was more intense than the sun in the sky, astonishingly bright.

That's Tang Yuwei.

It was Tang Yuwei who traveled hundreds of kilometers just to see him.

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