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Chapter 10 First Generation Colleague, Childhood Sweethearts in the Workplace

"Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang~ This car has amazing visibility!"

On the city expressway.

Although the Tank 700 weighs 3 tons, its V6 engine and plug-in hybrid powertrain allow it to accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in 5.6 seconds.

After driving for a while and exiting the overpass, the two arrived at a barbecue restaurant and had lunch there.

"It's so much fun driving it~ Whew—Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang, you have no idea, when I drive my pink BYD, people always think I'm easy to bully, they often cut me off and even block my way!"

After switching to this Tank 700, the effect was immediate; no car dared to cut her off on the road anymore.

Zhou Lang chuckled: "Anyone with a brain wouldn't dare to crash into such a tough off-road vehicle. They'd end up with a total loss, while our car gets a little dirty."

Michelle was still quite excited, but a hint of worry appeared on her face: "This car must be very expensive, how many days did you rent it for?"

She thought Zhou Lang had rented the car she liked to fulfill her wish.

"This car is mine now," Zhou Lang said. "You can drive it, let's switch, I'll drive your little pink one."

Michelle scoffed, "Come on, buddy, I know you too well. A six-digit bank card PIN, protecting a four-digit savings account for years..."

"Oh, that's slander," Zhou Lang retorted. "Over the past few years, I've saved tens of thousands from my salary, a five-figure sum."

However, after saying that, Zhou Lang added, "It seems like there's no difference. Anyway, I can't afford a house, and I can't get rich or wealthy on my salary."

This is also why many young people today lack the motivation to save money.

After working hard for several years, you count your savings and realize that no matter how hard you work, you can't stay in a better city.

Why not indulge yourself occasionally, eat something nice, travel, or buy some electronic gadgets you like?

Michelle is a regular at this open-air barbecue restaurant. After ordering lamb skewers and pork belly, she added a few skewers of fried liver and beef brisket.

"It tastes especially good with toasted buns, Zhou Lang, you should try it later."

Zhou Lang was fiddling with Tianyancha on his phone, intending to prove his "hidden dragon king" identity to Mi Xue: "Mi Xue, I'm not kidding, I really want to swap cars with you..."

Michelle rested her chin on her hand and stared at him for two seconds: "Okay, I'll believe you."

"Um?"

"We've known each other for so long, do you think I don't know what kind of person you are?"

Michelle trusted him completely and said in a crisp voice, "You would never do something like pretending to be rich when you're not. So whether you won the lottery, married a rich woman, or were suddenly told by your aunt and uncle that you're actually a rich kid—"

"Anyway, if you dare to change it, I dare to drive it."

Zhou Lang smiled with satisfaction: "Good, that's straightforward!"

Good friends really don't need many words. It would have been quite troublesome to explain a lot to her, but now it's all done.

The Tank 700 was originally intended for Michelle to drive. Zhou Lang planned to switch to her BYD Qin to get used to the handling, and then go back to the Speed ​​Party to pick two cars he liked to drive.

……

After a delicious barbecue lunch, it's time to head back to work.

Passing by Sinopec, Michelle was excited to fill up her tank.

Zhou Lang kindly reminded him: "You have an 85-liter fuel tank, and 95-octane gasoline is now over nine yuan a liter. Think it through."

Michelle's face froze for a moment, then she immediately changed her mind: "I'll use pure electric mode instead!"

Back at the company, just as Michelle had said, the car had been driven in the morning, and the news had spread among the colleagues by the afternoon.

He Susu, Li Ziyi, and several female colleagues were in Zhou Lang's office, asking Xiao Huang and Xiao Liu for information.

Zhou Lang entered the room and bumped into them.

"Director Zhou is back?"

"Director Zhou, I never knew you were so capable!"

He Susu covered her mouth and laughed: "She's usually so unassuming, riding her electric scooter to work every day, but now that she's bought a car, it's a multi-million dollar SUV!"

Zhou Lang never imagined that one day he would be able to use the classic line from "Hello Mr. Billionaire": "Yes, I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but now I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table."

Joking aside, He Susu composed herself and instead offered a reassuring sigh: "That's good. I was worried you'd be targeted at work... If your family background provides enough support, then you won't be afraid of certain people."

Perhaps He Susu thought Zhou Lang might leave the company at any time, so her words were full of genuine concern for her younger brother.

"Everyone highly approves of you, Director Zhou."

He Susu said slowly, "That night, when we heard that you were dealing with Tian Wenming, you stood up for us and helped Chen Jieni vent her anger, scolding him so harshly, but you didn't mention that Tian Wenming had taken your position as office director, causing you to lose more than 1000 yuan a month."

"Everyone can see who is good and who is bad, and their hearts are with you."

"Thanks to Brother Zhou Lang," Xiao Liu chimed in at the right moment. "During the holiday, Mr. Wu and his son were unusually quiet for a while. They didn't cause us any trouble or arrange any unnecessary overtime."

He Susu remarked with emotion, "It's truly rare for colleagues to become good friends, especially since we're such a large group of people with such good relationships."

Michelle pulled up a chair and sat down next to He Susu, agreeing, "Isn't there a saying circulating online, 'First-generation colleague, childhood sweetheart in the workplace'?"

"Yes, that's right. It's a very pure feeling. There's no backstabbing or scheming like in the TV series 'Empresses in the Palace.' Instead, people stick together for warmth and empathize with each other."

He Susu placed her hand on Zhou Lang's hand: "Even if we're not in the same company anymore, remember to invite us out often and go out together."

"No problem, Sister Susu," Zhou Lang replied.

"It's unfair to you young people," He Susu sighed. "At the prime of your lives, you should be working hard to earn money, resting well after get off work, and traveling to your heart's content during holidays. That should be the kind of carefree life you lead."

Xiao Huang said helplessly, "Sister, to be honest, before graduation, I thought my supervisor was already exploiting me enough, but I never imagined there were even more ruthless jobs out there..."

"Yeah, I thought it was all exaggerated in short videos and online articles. Who would have thought there really are leaders like that..."

The conversation in the office was in full swing when suddenly, Tian Wenming pushed the door open and entered without knocking.

Everyone fell silent, as if they had been caught chatting during self-study in high school by their homeroom teacher.

When Tian Wenming saw Zhou Lang there, his expression immediately turned sour.

Zhou Lang looked around and said nonchalantly, trying to provoke people, "It's normal. We have our own families and lives, but some people don't."

"They feel empty and bored outside the office, and when they get home they get yelled at by their wives. Why wouldn't they prefer to be at the company 24/7?"

"These kinds of people claim to be working overtime and dedicating themselves to their jobs, but in reality, they enjoy the small sense of power they get from ordering others around and making things difficult for them."

"Seeing my colleagues running around like crazy because of what I said makes it seem like it highlights how important I am."

The colleagues present even lowered their breathing; they wanted to all look at Tian Wenming, but dared not look away.

Tian Wenming was ridiculed by Zhou Lang on the spot, and his face turned ashen as he clenched his fists tightly.

After a few seconds, he gritted his teeth, turned around and left as if he had entered the wrong room, retreating silently.

The office remained so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhou Lang shrugged: "There's no time like the present, let's get together tonight, it's on me, how about Haidilao?"

Xiao Liu glanced at the door with a troubled expression: "What if Director Tian arranges for us to work overtime again..."

"If he arranges for me to work overtime, I'll talk to him about it."

Zhou Lang said, "I've gone through all the work for today, and there's absolutely no need for extra overtime."

"If he insists that you work overtime, I will report this to the group headquarters and ask why this special evaluation engineer is not working on the front line of the workshop for a long time and is occupying the position of office director."

Xiao Liu hissed, "Director Zhou, are you going to blow him up...?"

Soon, the colleagues present realized that if Zhou Lang really didn't plan to work for the company anymore, what would be the loss if he broke off relations with Tian Wenming?