"Yaoyao, I have some good news to tell you..."
"Ye Yun, let's break up!"
Zhang Mengyao's tone was ice cold.
"Huh? Why?"
Ye Yun was stunned, instantly dumbfounded.
He had been working hard recently, preparing a surprise for Zhang Mengyao, completely unable to comprehend why she would want to break up with him.
"You're just a customer service rep for a home appliance company, what kind of life can you provide for me?"
Zhang Mengyao finally cut off the call out of annoyance.
Ye Yun's face turned pale, his eyes red. When he tried calling Zhang Mengyao again, it showed he had been blocked.
He scratched his hair in annoyance, leaning back in his chair breathing heavily, having a hard time accepting this reality.
As Ye Yun was lost in thought, a buddy popped up a video call, and he answered without thinking.
"Ye Bro, is that your girlfriend?"
On the phone screen was a commercial street, it could be seen that the phone's owner was tailing someone. Two figures, exceedingly intimate, appeared in the jampacked frame.
"Holy crap!"
Ye Yun abruptly bolted upright, his eyes snapped wide open, fixed resolutely on the screen.
The woman on the left was clad in a skimpy light grey dress barely covering her thighs, complemented with a plush fur coat that, to the observant eye, held a significant value. This woman was none other than Zhang Mengyao, who had just broken up with him!
In what seemed like a predestined connection, Zhang Mengyao raised her hand holding a paper bowl filled with soup dumplings. Blushing coyly, she picked one up and fed it to the man beside her.
In fact, she even took one of the half-eaten dumplings that the man hadn't finished and ate it without showing any signs of revulsion!
Finally, Zhang Mengyao cast a glance in the direction of the camera.
Ye Yun felt provoked; a vein in his forehead throbbed ominously as he ended the call abruptly.
What was there now that he didn't understand?
It was clear that Zhang Mengyao had been cheating on him with a wealthier man. She couldn't stand his poverty!
The alert notifying that he had exceeded the time limit to reply to a customer's message kept beeping on his computer but Ye Yun just couldn't muster the motivation to reply.
A colleague returning from the break area noticed Ye Yun and prompted him,
"Hey Ye Yun, didn't you mention last week about a client looking to buy a bulk order of large appliances? You've been following up for half a month, right?"
Ye Yun nodded, not understanding the point of the question.
His colleague's face changed and he whispered, "Then you better head to the meeting room now. Your client manager is trying to snatch this deal and the profit from you. The contract is already prepared!"
"What?!"
Ye Yun was taken aback, a hint of uncontrollable fury in his eyes.
He headed straight for the reception room.
Just as he suspected, the client he had worked so hard to negotiate with was currently perusing the contract prepared by the manager.
If Ye Yun had been even a step later, the customer would've signed the contract right away!
Even with his toes, Ye Yun could figure out that the ultimate beneficiary of this contract would definitely be Manager Chen Fei.
"Chen Fei, this is the client I brought in! You have the contract and are getting the client to sign, on what basis?"
Ye Yun was livid.
"Ye Yun, as the manager, it's me who's discussing business with the client," warned Chen Fei, narrowing his eyes, "Your shouting and yelling may give the impression that all our office has are employees like you who disrespect others."
"You're having the audacity to say that? I've been working day and night, and you're just reaping the rewards, aren't you ashamed?"
"Don't forget Ye Yun, I'm the client manager, and can negotiate more benefits for the clients."
Chen Fei’s tone was supercilious, and he disguised his contempt poorly: "You are just an ordinary employee, incapable of securing such benefits."
