Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Song Yufei protected Mu Yao.
âGo back and tell your district mayor to look for me if he needs anything. Iâll explain it to my subordinates later.â
âMiss Muâ¦â
The secretary didnât look at Song Yufei but stubbornly looked at Mu Yao.
âDidnât you hear? Tell him to look for my superior if he needs anything.â Mu Yao mimicked Song Yufeiâs tone.
She had just been humiliated by Bai Qiushui in the afternoon. She did not want to see anything related to the Bai family.
âYaoyao.â Bai Zhenkai personally walked over. âI want to talk to you about the design of the Yuan Expo.â
âDistrict Mayor Bai. Shouldnât you be talking to me about this?â Song Yufei couldnât stand it anymore. He pushed open the door and got out. âWhy did you want to meet my designer?â
Seeing Song Yufeiâs attitude, Mu Yao knew it wasnât good.
Although Bai Zhenkaiâs family relationship was not well-managed, he was still very decisive in his work.
With Song Yufeiâs bad temper, if he offended Bai Zhenkai, it would not be easy for him to survive in City A.
If Song Group couldnât survive in City A, Mu Yaoâs job would be in danger.
Mu Yao felt like she had to stop Song Yufei.
âDirector Song, you should go back to the company first.â
âYaoyao, donât be afraid. Iâll protect you. I donât believe he can do whatever he wants. I do things right, and Iâm not afraid of him using some big project to pressure me. I, Song Yufei, am not someone who sells his employees to save his honor.â
Mu Yao didnât understand what he was talking about at all. Their tussle at the companyâs entrance had attracted a lot of strange gazes.
âDirector Song, you should go back first. You donât know much about design. Iâll talk to District Mayor Bai myself.â
âI donât understand, but he does?â
Song Yufei saw Mu Yao was speaking up for Bai Zhenkai, and he was furious.
âSong Yufei!â Mu Yao was a little angry. Song Yufei was unreasonably stubborn.
Song Yufei gritted his teeth at Mu Yaoâs shout, flicked his wrist, and left.
âThis young man is interesting.â Bai Zhenkai looked at Song Yufeiâs back view as he left in a Huff and smiled.
Mu Yao ignored him and entered the teahouse.
Bai Zhenkai followed behind.
âYaoyao, you should come home with me. I know youâve been looking for a place to stay.â The moment Bai Zhenkai sat down, he brought up the past again.
âIf thatâs why youâre looking for me, then Iâll have to take my leave.â Mu Yao said and immediately got up to leave.
âForget it, forget it. Yaoyao, have a seat.â Bai Zhenkai quickly stopped him.
âThe official has seen your revised design and is quite satisfied. Iâd like to hear your opinions on the other sub-venues.â
Mu Yao took the information Bai Zhenkai handed over and looked at it.
She had been working on the design of the secondary venue for the past few days.
Bai Zhenkai then told her his thoughts.
Bai Zhenkai listened to her opinion and nodded his head.
Bai Zhenkai told Mu Yao directly that the district office was satisfied with the design that Song Group had submitted. If Mu Yao was willing, he could help with the bidding.
Mu Yao didnât want to have any more interactions with Bai Zhenkai, but when she saw him take the initiative to help Song Group, she couldnât help but be stunned.
âThereâs no need to help. You can make the bidding fair and square. Song Group will not have any complaints even if we donât win the bid.â
Bai Zhenkai told Mu Yao a few more details about the bidding before walking out of the teahouse with her. Before he got into the car, he turned back to look at Mu Yao.
âYaoyao, I have an apartment in the suburbs. If you donât want to go back to the Bai family, you can move in there.â
âNo need!â Mu Yao refused. â District Mayor Bai, take care.â
With that, Mu Yao turned around and left.
Mu Yao had just returned to her desk when Song Yufei ran over in a hurry.
âWhy did Bai Zhenkai look for you?â He asked without even addressing her respectfully.
âHe said that he can help Song Group with the bidding.â Mu Yao said honestly.
âWhy does he want to help us? Did you promise him something?â Song Yufei couldnât stand it anymore. He rushed to Mu Yao and snatched the papers from her hands, his expression serious.
âYaoyao, Iâm offering you a pretty high salary, right? You canât sell yourself just for the immediate benefits.â