Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

“Other than my dear sister, who else would do something so dull?”

Choi Yun’s admiration for Shen Wan deepened. “What’s next?”

“No need to worry. With Liu Yi around, even if we can’t cause substantial harm to the other side, we can certainly make them uncomfortable.”

Spies weren’t something you could use whenever you pleased; there was always a cost involved.

With Choi Yun overseeing things, the resignation process went smoothly.

The next day, Liu Yi and her group didn’t show up for work. The empty desks scattered throughout the office hinted at the thrilling events that had unfolded due to a “collective resignation” triggered by “tardiness”.

Overnight, the employees who were left appeared as though they had lost their enthusiasm, becoming both unenergetic and silent, much like wilted vegetables.

However, this kind of silence didn’t mean tranquility. Their instinct to seek gain and avoid harm kept them temporarily dormant, observing in secret. When they understood and thought things through, they would stick their heads out again and continue their activities.

As a result, no one gathered in the break room to chat endlessly, and no one dared to have breakfast past 8:30. Of course, tardiness was absolutely out of the question.

Shen Wan didn’t often visit the outer office, but as soon as she walked down the corridor, the vast space seemed to have been equipped with a silencer, utterly silent.

“Well done, my President Shen.” Miaomiao sat at the front desk, taking in everything. Besides admiration, there was only respect left.

Choi Yun also established a strict attendance system, especially regarding “tardiness and early departure”.

The company’s once-lax atmosphere disappeared without a trace, and everyone became cautious, having to be on their toes.

Fortunately, after the “tardiness incident”, Shen Wan didn’t exploit the situation further. She remained just as she was before in her speech and actions, gentle and kind, with a beaming smile.

It seemed like she had stirred up such a commotion just to punish the few latecomers.

“President Shen, I’ve copied the surveillance footage from that day, and 1 found something quite interesting. Would you like to take a look?” Miaomiao wiggled the USB drive in her hand, her smile particularly radiant.

Shen Wan, seeing her enthusiasm, became intrigued and set down her pen. “Sure.”

“I need to borrow your computer…”

Shen Wan raised her hand, gesturing for her to go ahead.

Two minutes later, the LCD screen displayed the scene outside the CEO’s office that day, with a crowd of people gathered.

The recording was only three minutes long, and Shen Wan, halfway through watching, exclaimed, “Wait a minute! This person…”

Miaomiao paused the video. “Chen Mo, nicknamed ‘Little Muffled’,”

Silent, as in keeping quiet. When one refrained from speaking, it was akin to being muted, which was why the nickname “Little Muffled” fits.

Due to the high-quality camera, it not only recorded a 360-degree view but also had noise-canceling audio. This meant that everything people said and even their sighs were crystal clear.

“Is this what you call an ‘interesting thing’?” Shen Wan raised an eyebrow.

Miaomiao nodded. “He seems to have seen through your intentions from the beginning but didn’t broadcast it. Instead, he was cryptic and reserved.”

“A very clever young man.”

“And here…” Miaomiao dragged the progress bar to the end. “He went to see Liu Yi, probably to verify something.”

Shen Wan gazed at the screen with a subtle smile. “Inquisitive but not showy, balancing between being conspicuous and understated, quite fascinating…”

That afternoon, Chen Mo was summoned to the CEO’s office.

As soon as he left, everyone started discussing behind his back—