mesbooks Chapter 9 Conspiracy
Chapter 9 Conspiracy
To Wang Lang's surprise, the rest of the morning passed peacefully.
The imagined hand-to-hand combat, drawing swords and confronting each other, and settling scores face-to-face, never happened.
Even when Zuan Xiaopang came out of the team leader's office, his anger seemed to have subsided a lot. I wonder what method Lai Gebao used to make him soften up.
Sister Zhou thinks Thai dramas aren't exciting enough, so she's taken a day off to go for brunch.
Wang Lang tried several times to ask Xiao Pang about the situation, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Pang always avoided the topic, his eyes darting around, and he even seemed to be avoiding Wang Lang.
Wang Lang saw this and was a little puzzled, but since he had just received 200 Heavenly Rank Points, he didn't think too much about it.
"Never mind him, eating is the most important thing."
A whole morning of things to do almost made me forget to make plans for lunch.
"Calling Zhu Zhu, calling Zhu Zhu."
"You old scoundrel, I was just looking for you too."
Wang Lang sighed, "They really are like blood brothers, even their hunger punctuates at the same frequency."
"Looks like we're on the same page. I'll decide then, we'll have three-delicacy rice noodles for lunch."
"Huh? It wasn't me... Never mind, let's talk about it during dinner." Zhu Ge hesitated, then stopped.
Wang Lang thought to himself, "Could it be that they're not planning to continue supporting me? We agreed on 300 yuan."
Even if it's missing a dollar or a cent, it doesn't amount to three hundred dollars.
ding ding-
New message notifications from the work software.
It turns out that Lai Ge Bao created a group chat and added Manager Gou and some members from other groups, including Zhu Ge.
Then they brought in all four groups.
"What's going on?" Wang Lang muttered to himself, puzzled.
Not long after, Lai Ge Bao sent a message:
"The department's project archives have been a bit messy lately. Xiao Pang, you're in charge of organizing the project files from the last two years and coordinating with the colleagues in Group Two and Group Three. Get it done by Friday."
"@Group Four · Yuan Run"
Depend on--
Isn't this obviously a prank?
The archives from the past two years need to be organized and completed by Friday.
Lai Ge Bao is best at packaging the most troublesome, worthless, and patience-consuming tasks as normal work and assigning them out.
However, the good news is that it will help Little Fatty make another round of money.
Where's Little Fatty?
Ok……
?
The eager, sympathetic look in Little Fatty's eyes that Wang Lang had expected did not appear. Instead, he looked dejected, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
Something is wrong!
Little Fatty didn't even glance at Wang Lang. Where is our anti-leper alliance?
If I don't fight leprosy, how am I supposed to make money?
not to mention--
Zuan cannot lose Little Fatty, just as a fish cannot lose a bicycle.
ding ding-
Just as Wang Lang was hesitating, the app icon flashed, indicating there was a new message.
"The last one was aimed at Little Fatty, I wonder how this one will be aimed at me."
Wang Lang pounded his chest, trying to cheer himself up.
Knock knock—Come on!
"Recently, there have been some adjustments to the team's work. Wang Lang has solid professional skills and is assisting me in coordinating team affairs. From now on, when coordinating cross-departmental matters, please align with Wang Lang first. Xiao Pang, if you have any questions, please discuss them with Wang Lang first, and he will summarize them and then report to me."
"@Group 4·Wang Lang"
Wang Lang's inner thoughts: ? ? ?
Zhou Jie, who was having brunch, was thinking: ? ? ?
Zhu Ge's inner thoughts: ? ? ?
Wang Lang stared at the screen, stunned for a full three seconds.
Coordination? Alignment? Summary?
He recognizes each of these words individually, but when put together, it doesn't seem like the kind of work a good person would do.
And...why...is my face so hot?
Wang Lang looked up, and Little Fatty's laser-like eyes were already shooting over from behind the screen.
The powerful laser beam pierced through the air, carving out several words:
You dog lackey, you bastard, you're just pretending to be a big shot with your fat brother, you son of a bitch.
Wang Lang's hair stood on end; this was bad—
Alienation meter!
……
The tea room smelled the same as always, a mixture of cheap coffee powder and lemon dish soap.
The potted green ivy on the windowsill is still alive; someone must have watered it, because water droplets are still clinging to its leaves.
Wang Lang pushed the door open, closed it behind him, and hid for the time being.
The world is quiet.
The sounds of keyboards, printers, and serious conversations between colleagues in the cubicles were all kept out through the door.
Why? Wang Lang was filled with questions.
Lai Ge Bao's use of boring work to oppress Xiao Pang is shameless, but still within expectations.
But what about yourself? Should you upgrade your status?
Lai Ge Bao has plenty of ways to cause trouble, so why did he end up doing the opposite of what he was supposed to do when the time came?
"Useless! Just as useless as a dead horse!"
The battle Wang Lang had imagined vanished without a trace.
What happened to the saying that the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish?
Where are the waves? Where are the fish?
In Xiaopang's mind now, all the actions he took in the group this morning must have been seen as a sycophant trying to cover up his true intentions.
Lai Ge Bao used a little sweetness to forcibly drag himself out of the Anti-Lame Alliance, leaving him helpless and with no choice but to accept being a little leper.
Pooh--
How disgusting!
Huh? Where's my system? Can't it help at all?
Wang Lang brought up the system panel and looked at it again and again. None of these functions were actually useful.
Even if you see through it, it's useless. Lai Ge Bao's scheme is an open one, so there's no need to consider his intentions.
Sima Zhao's pure intentions are obvious to everyone.
Current Celestial Strength Value: 4980
Wang Lang stared at the number, thinking to himself: I wonder if new features will be unlocked when it reaches 5000.
hum-
Zhu Ge sent a message: "You old thief, where are you?"
"What's wrong?" Wang Lang asked, sounding overly nervous.
"It's time to eat."
"Oh, okay," Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, then made a suggestion: "Let's eat at a different place today."
Which one?
"Whatever, the farther away from the company, the better."
……
"Go and see if any of your colleagues are in the store."
Wang Lang and Zhu Ge arrived at the village base, 5 kilometers away, but they were still worried, so they sent Zhu Ge to investigate.
"No, don't worry."
Despite saying that, Zhu Ge went into the store first, looked around, and then pulled Wang Lang in.
Mini fried chicken—coupon redemption—thank you—
While waiting for their meal, Zhu Ge sat down opposite Wang Lang.
"you……"
Wang Lang quickly interrupted, speaking first: "Would you believe me if I said I was tricked by Lai Ge Bao?"
"Um."
"He wants to recruit me as his 'little rascal,' do you believe it?"
"Um."
"Do you think he's crazy? What's he after?"
"Um."
"What 'hmm'? I'm becoming like Pigsy from the Journey to the West—neither here nor there."
Zhu Ge couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips, his expression one of smug satisfaction at finally being able to speak after holding it in for so long. He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and said to Wang Lang, "I... I'll go get the food first."
Depend on!
Zhu Ge returned carrying two servings of small fried chicken. Seeing Wang Lang's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. I know what Lai Ge Bao is up to."
Wang Lang tilted his head arrogantly, still stubbornly asking, "What's going on?"
"Our team leader asked me today if I wanted to sign up for the team leader election."
Ok?
"The spring performance review is not only about the team leader evaluating the team members, but also about the manager evaluating the team leader."
Wang Lang's brows gradually relaxed.
Zhu Ge continued, "Evaluation criteria: team member scores, superior evaluation, and performance indicators. Only those who pass all three can be re-elected."
"So you don't need to worry, Lai Ge Bao won't go too far, he also needs a good review."
After Zhu Ge finished speaking, he took his portion of food and started eating without waiting for Wang Lang's reply.
Wang Lang stared at the small pan-fried chicken on the table, his mind racing. After hearing Zhu Ge's inside story, he finally understood:
Ultimately, Lai Ge Bao has the power of a team leader, and he can use that power to engage in petty and despicable acts.
But he also had fears. He feared greater power, and he feared being exposed and vulnerable in the face of greater power.
Lai Ge Bao didn't want to retaliate, but he was afraid that Xiao Pang would cause trouble, so he used a troublesome and laborious task to keep Xiao Pang occupied.
They were also afraid that they might not be able to control the situation and might cause trouble, so after failing to win them over, they still gave them a hand.
One step and one lift caused the anti-leprosy alliance to crack before it even took shape.
He needs to play it safe now, to get through the spring evaluation smoothly.
The spring performance evaluation, originally intended as a tool to bribe Wang Lang, is now in Wang Lang's hands...
Having figured everything out, and even being able to counter Lai Ge Bao, Wang Lang felt much better.
He snatched the plate from Wang Lang and mumbled through his mouth, "Why didn't you say so earlier this morning?"
Zhu Ge picked up a piece of chicken, chewed it with relish, and then began to mock, "What I wanted to say was, I wonder who it is—who wants to eat Three Delicacies Rice Noodles..."
Wang Lang watched as Zhu Ge shook his head and imitated him, his anger subsided, and he even laughed in exasperation.
After taking a bite of rice, Wang Lang roughly figured out his next counterattack plan:
Lai Ge Bao fears things will get serious, so I fear things will get minor.
……