Compared to Zheng Yuan’s panic, Xue Weiwei was bouncing around in excitement, utterly exhilarated.
As a seasoned melon-picker who loved helping others just to earn trust and hear juicy secrets, Xue Weiwei usually had to seek out gossip herself, tirelessly piecing together fragments. She had never experienced the joy of having a complete, high-quality melons served to her on a silver platter.
And this time, it wasn’t just any melons—it was top-tier, high-level drama she usually wouldn’t dare to dream of accessing.
This was like the king of melon falling from the heavens, delivered straight to her plate, all-you-can-eat, and absolutely authentic.
“More, more! Quickly!”
“Let me see, this juicy secret is connected to a phrase: ‘I can’t sit on it!’”
Xu Yinyin was puzzled. “What kind of keyword is that—‘I’, ‘can’t’, ‘sit’, and ‘on it’? Could it possibly mean—”
She glanced at the area below Zheng Yuan’s stomach but above his thighs.
Catching on, Xue Weiwei’s eyes landed on the same spot, and a gleam unique to gossip hunters lit up both their faces.
“No way, no way, is it really what I’m thinking?”
The little villain in Xue Weiwei’s heart nodded frantically: Yes, yes, that’s exactly what you’re thinking—fat men often have smaller sizes!
Zheng Yuan, with his bulky frame and a round belly that blocked his view downward, couldn’t figure out where the two women were looking. Even though he sensed their malicious gazes, he couldn’t guess their target and was on the verge of tears from anxiety.
What was it, exactly? Just say it already! What’s the meaning behind ‘I can’t sit on it!’?
“Here’s another hint for you, ‘a mouse’s tail in a jar.’”
Zheng Yuan’s brows furrowed so tightly they could crush a fly. What on earth was a ‘mouse’s tail in a jar’?
Damn it, just spit it out! Guessing games were driving him crazy!
“Pfft, hahaha, I get it now. It’s when, you know, during certain intimate moments, the size is too small, like trying to fit a mouse’s tail into the mouth of a jar, right?”
“Exactly, exactly! Yinbao[1], you really have a brilliant mind, so quick to catch on.”
Zheng Yuan howled internally: Brilliant, my ass! She’s clearly a merciless gossip veteran!
“Hahaha, you’re so mean! How am I supposed to look at mice the same way again? Mice are so cute.”
Xue Weiwei was stifling her laughter so hard it was physically painful. A mouse’s tail in a jar—what a vivid metaphor! She could practically see it. Hahaha, she was going to laugh herself to death!
Zheng Yuan’s face turned beet red, from his neck to his ears. While the former two spots were flushed from embarrassment, his eyes burned with fury.
Especially when he saw Xue Weiwei desperately holding back her laughter, her face almost crimson. He wished he could crawl into a hole, but that wretched Xiao Qi just kept on chattering.
“And to make it worse, the guy has no skills but big ambitions, trying to mimic three-ways or four-ways. When he can’t perform, he resorts to biting. Tsk, tsk.”
“Wow, isn’t that like a eunuch visiting a brothel—completely pointless?”
“You—you—”
Zheng Yuan’s face contorted with rage, and his trembling finger pointed at Xu Yinyin. Despite opening his mouth several times to question her, he couldn’t get a word out. It was maddening!
“What about me?” Xu Yinyin asked innocently.
“You just wait!”
After throwing this threat, Zheng Yuan stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
Xu Yinyin tapped her temple, puzzled. “Is there something wrong with his head?”
“Don’t worry about him,” Xue Weiwei said, barely suppressing her laughter. “Maybe it’s early menopause. But we should probably wrap this up. Let’s exchange WeChat and grab lunch later. I’ll introduce you to more people.”
“Sounds good!” Xu Yinyin, thrilled to find a kindred spirit in gossip, eagerly agreed.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the company…
Zheng Rui, Wu Youde, and Zhao Xing, three old foxes, waited in the office for Zheng Yuan’s return.
When they’d come back from Guo Cheng’s office, they’d resolved to personally test the waters.
Last time the old man had landed in the ICU, they had grown restless and secretly colluded with Guo Cheng to accelerate the purchase of shares from smaller stakeholders.
Using the Beiji development project as a cover, they aimed to eliminate the old man’s trusted aides. Their plan was to seize the opportunity during the drafting of his will and the internal strife among his children to fish in troubled waters.
But just as their plan was gaining momentum, a legitimate granddaughter suddenly appeared. After her identity was confirmed, she was immediately placed in the company for training, raising their suspicions. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Guo Cheng might appear to be in their camp, but everyone knew it was a temporary alliance. That man was inherently unreliable, and him switching sides wasn’t out of the question.
To be cautious, Zheng Rui had sent his son to test Xu Yinyin’s abilities. Regardless of the old man’s instructions, if she didn’t have the guts and skill to execute them, it would all be meaningless.
If she turned out to be formidable, they would adjust their strategy based on her personality traits.
If she was weak, Zheng Yuan could handle her on his own, saving them the trouble of getting involved.
With this mindset, the three men were calm and collected. They had weathered bigger storms than this. A little girl, no matter how strong, couldn’t pose much of a threat.
They even suspected that the old man, in desperation, was using her as a smokescreen. She wasn’t worth worrying about.
“Bang—”
The heavy wooden office door slammed open as Zheng Yuan’s round figure burst in. The moment he saw his father, the grown man burst into tears.
“Ugh—I can’t do this anymore! She—she’s a demon! I’m so humiliated I can’t show my face anymore! Waaaaaah!”
The three men exchanged stunned looks, their faces filled with disbelief. What on earth had just happened?
“What happened?” Zheng Rui asked, both angry and anxious, his old face wrinkled up like a steamed bun.
If his father hadn’t asked, it might have been better. But that question immediately unearthed all the grievances and emotional trauma Zheng Yuan had been trying hard to suppress.
Those private, deeply embarrassing issues that only he knew about had been ruthlessly exposed by a young woman—and not just exposed, but picked apart and ridiculed right in front of him.
Judging by Xue Weiwei’s barely suppressed laughter, everyone could hear Xu Yinyin’s thoughts.
And Xue Weiwei was notorious for being a loudmouth! By now, the entire company likely knew all about his humiliating secret.
Ahhh! He didn’t want to live anymore!
“It’s all your fault! Why did you have to send me to intimidate her? You don’t even know what she’s capable of or how vicious she can be! Boohoo, I don’t want to live anymore. Just let me die!”
Even though his words were incoherent, the two old foxes listening had no trouble understanding what he meant.
This Xu Yinyin wasn’t easy to deal with—things were worse than they had imagined.
“Hey, you’re a grown man. Why are you crying? Aren’t you embarrassed? Even if you’ve been wronged, you need to explain clearly what happened. This half-baked stammering—are you trying to drive us mad?”
Zheng Rui kept gesturing to him, signaling that there were outsiders present and urging him to control himself. Don’t embarrass yourself, he thought.
But Zheng Yuan, humiliated and isolated when dealing with Xu Yinyin, now had to recount the ordeal in detail to them. Wasn’t that just adding insult to injury?
He yelled hoarsely, “In your dreams! I’d rather die than tell you anything! Forget it! Whoever wants this job can have it. I quit!”
After throwing out those words, Zheng Yuan stormed off in a fury.
Zheng Rui was so angry his temples throbbed violently, and he almost staggered and fell.
Wu Youde and Zhao Xing hurried to support him on either side, but Zheng Rui brushed their hands away, ignoring his own health. He quickly chased after Zheng Yuan, muttering under his breath, “For heaven’s sake, are you trying to give me a stroke?”
Wu Youde and Zhao Xing exchanged uneasy glances, each seeing fear in the other’s eyes.
The person sent by the old man was far more formidable than they had anticipated. This was going to be tricky.
They had initially planned to keep probing for information, but now they decided to retreat and wait quietly for further developments.
Within just an hour, Zheng Yuan’s embarrassing secret spread like wildfire through the company, courtesy of Xue Weiwei, the notorious “loudspeaker.”
The melon-babies quickly formed small groups, diving into heated discussions about the revelation.
At the same time, the HR manager received Zheng Yuan’s resignation letter. Given Zheng Yuan’s family background and his father’s status, the manager didn’t dare approve it on their own and brought the letter to Tang Wan.
“How could he resign so suddenly? Did you check his personal accounts and the funds from the projects he’s been overseeing?”
A resignation this abrupt inevitably raised suspicions of him trying to “run away.”
“Everything’s been checked. There are no issues at all.”
“Then what’s the reason?” Tang Wan was baffled.
Zheng Yuan, being Zheng Rui’s most pampered son, had access to every resource his father could provide.
Despite holding one of the most lucrative positions in the company while doing almost no work, he managed to provoke widespread resentment among his colleagues. But even then, he never seemed unable to handle the situation before. This chapter is updated first at novelping(.)com.
What’s more, barring any surprises, Zheng Yuan was slated to take over when Zheng Rui retired. A sudden resignation seemed inexplicable.
Faced with Tang Wan’s question, the HR manager hesitated, mumbling, “It seems to have something to do with Zheng Manager’s privacy being exposed.”
The words “privacy” and “exposed” instantly made Tang Wan’s hair stand on end.
She instinctively asked, “Did Zheng Yuan confront Xu Yinyin?”
The manager replied quickly, “Apparently, about an hour ago, Zheng Manager went to the break room and found Miss Xu chatting with Xue Weiwei. He seemed to have said something to them and then stormed off in a fury. Shortly afterward, he handed me his resignation letter.”
As soon as Xue Weiwei’s name was mentioned, Tang Wan pieced together the entire chain of events.
It must have been Xu Yinyin eating melons, which Xue Weiwei heard then spread throughout the company.
Since it was about his privacy, it had to be something deeply embarrassing. Knowing Zheng Rui’s pride, he’d naturally feel like dying from shame.
Well done, Xu Yinyin. I brought you in to offend people, and you went ahead and KO’d someone in one round. Impressive, truly impressive!
With the system in your hands, you’re utterly fearless. Fine. I don’t believe everyone has skeletons in their closets.
“Send the resignation letter to Mr. Zheng and tell him I’ve approved half a month of medical leave for Zheng Yuan. He’ll handle the rest.”
“Yes, I’ll take care of it immediately,” the HR manager said, eager for Zheng Rui to sort it out himself.
Although Tang Wan disliked those meddlesome old-timers, they were still useful for keeping the old man in check. For now, she needed them around. Otherwise, she wouldn’t mind letting them leave for good.
Tang Wan scrolled through her contacts, found Zheng Yuan’s sister’s number, and hesitated briefly before decisively pressing the call button.
“Sisi, are you at home? Your brother suddenly handed in his resignation to HR, and I can’t get through to him. Mr. Zheng seems to have gone to find him as well. If they return home, let me know, so I can rest easy.”
Upon hearing this, Zheng Sisi immediately flew into a rage, ranting about her brother and father before hanging up.
Tang Wan stared at her now-black screen, her smile radiant.
She refused to believe there wasn’t someone who could handle Xu Yinyin.
At lunchtime, Xu Yinyin and Xue Weiwei had just stepped into the cafeteria when countless pairs of sparkling eyes locked onto them with uncanny precision.
Bright smiles adorned every face as people greeted her one by one.
“Hi, Yinyin.”
“Hello,” she responded nervously.
The overwhelming enthusiasm unsettled Xu Yinyin. She had only been with the company for a few hours, yet she felt as though she’d been there for years, with a popularity that was off the charts.
“Is everyone always this friendly to new hires?”
“Of course! Our company staff are all warm and easygoing. No need to feel nervous, Yinyin.”
Yeah, right. You helped us get rid of that annoying and difficult Zheng Yuan—you’re basically a hero to us now. Not respecting and admiring you would be absurd!
The two found the only empty seats available, conveniently located in the center of the dining area.
As soon as Xu Yinyin sat down, the surrounding employees all perked up, their ears on high alert, ready to witness a miracle.
When Xue Weiwei spread the story earlier, she didn’t leave out the fact that Xu Yinyin’s thoughts could be heard. Initially, no one believed her—until the news broke that Zheng Yuan, who valued his pride more than his life, had suddenly submitted his resignation letter.
That revelation left the gossip enthusiasts stunned once again.
From that moment, Xu Yinyin was unofficially crowned the Queen of Gossip, radiating the light of intrigue into their otherwise dull office lives.
Thus, everyone had tacitly agreed to reserve the prime seats in the cafeteria—the center spot—so they could bask in her illuminating presence.
No sooner had Xue Weiwei settled into her chair than she began receiving subtle glances and nudges from all directions, urging her to ask the princess for melons.
“Please, Your Highness, grant us the gift of gossip!”
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[1] Yin for Yinyin’s name, Bao for treasure