Chapter 35: What a Coincidence, I’m New Here Too

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: What a Coincidence, I’m New Here Too

Everything had happened in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Fan was unbelievably strong.

Before long, the police arrived.

"Officer, these two men came to our company to try and scam us, and when they failed, they beat up one of our female colleagues."

"Thankfully, our colleague heroically intervened and prevented things from getting worse." Zhou Lele took a sip of hot water and began to state her case.

The officer was very professional. "The company’s security cameras are working, I assume?"

"They are."

"Take me to see them."

"Of course." Zhou Lele started to walk off with one of the officers, then she suddenly turned back to the crowd and flashed a V-sign.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

With the evidence on their side, they weren’t worried about anything going wrong.

Besides, with a smooth talker like Zhou Lele spinning a wild tale...

Zhao Zhigang and his man were in for a world of hurt.

Not long after, the two came downstairs after checking the surveillance footage.

Inspector Zhang gave Jiang Fan a meaningful look.

The man before him had shown incredible bravery on the surveillance footage.

Even he didn’t possess that kind of skill.

Despite being stared down by the officer, Jiang Fan remained perfectly calm.

Inspector Zhang took out a form, had Jiang Fan fill some things out, then asked a few more questions before taking Zhao Zhigang away.

"Jiang Fan, you were amazing just now," Zhou Lele said.

"Yeah, not as amazing as you."

Jiang Fan rubbed his forehead.

Zhou Lele smiled happily. Jiang Fan was referring to her acting just now, and the prank she had pulled on Sun Yanzi and him.

"Jiang Fan... Fan... Oh, Fan, don’t be mad at me."

Zhou Lele called out from behind him.

Her sweet, sultry voice sent a shiver down his spine.

’The women in this department are all so shameless.’

He returned to his desk.

Today’s work assignment popped up on his computer.

It was to create a proposal for a new product launch event.

Jiang Fan was puzzled. ’Aren’t we in the sales department?’

’Do we have to write proposals, too?’

The reply he got from Sun Yanzi was that there had always been proposals. Before, the people in the sales department took turns doing them. But now, with a man added to the team, it naturally fell on him.

’Is this woman getting revenge on me?’ Jiang Fan wondered.

Jiang Fan briefly looked over the requirements for the proposal and the product line.

He hadn’t thought much of it, but one look left him stunned.

The list included all sorts of lingerie styles, as well as high-end, fashionable stockings for women.

Since the target market was domestic, they needed to carefully consider social norms and public opinion.

The advertising couldn’t be too provocative; that would attract controversy.

But if it was too tame, it wouldn’t get any exposure.

This really put him in a difficult position.

This was his first time tackling something like this.

Besides, he didn’t know the first thing about the sizing.

Jiang Fan tried searching online to find a template to adapt.

But the search results were full of bizarre nonsense, and it was hard to find anything useful.

"This is a classic case of the internet diagnosing a paper cut as a terminal illness."

"The internet is vast, but there’s so little useful information."

’I kind of want to just throw in the towel. How is a guy supposed to know about this stuff?’

’Maybe I should call Li Qian’Er.’

’Nah, I don’t want her to get the wrong idea and think I’m some kind of creep.’

’If word got back to the Director, my entire reputation would be ruined.’ He shook his head.

’What about calling Rong Anyao?’

’Ahem... better not. Just because I saved her life doesn’t give me the right to harass her. Besides, she’s probably streaming right now.’

’If a mysterious call came through during her stream asking about... that stuff... her viewers would probably report me in a heartbeat. Her whole channel might even get taken down.’

’This is a nightmare.’

’Maybe I should just give up.’

Just as he was thinking this, Sun Yanzi sent a message, "We need this proposal urgently for tomorrow."

"You need to hurry up."

"Um, I wanted to ask..."

Before Jiang Fan could finish, Sun Yanzi replied, "If you have questions, you can ask the beauties next to you."

"Don’t be shy about certain things."

"Our company sells this stuff."

"And don’t look down on this business."

"Our products sell very well in many cities and receive consistently rave reviews."

"Jiang Fan, I believe you have what it takes to complete this proposal."

"You can do it."

’Damn it, I feel like this woman is trying to manipulate me.’

’Whatever. I’ll just have to bite the bullet.’

He turned to the female colleague beside him.

"Um, miss, excuse me, how are women’s lingerie sizes calculated?"

Xu Qingya waved her hands, looking very shy. "I, I, I don’t know either. Today is my first day."

"If you have questions, you should ask them."

"They’re senior employees. They should know."

In reality, it wasn’t just men who were clueless about how bra sizes were calculated; many women were in the dark as well. The system had originated in the West and was only adopted later with the introduction of certain luxury brands and more... unconventional designs.

’Damn it. Now I’m sure of it. That woman, Sun Yanzi, is definitely getting revenge on me.’

Not far away, Sun Yanzi was holding a cup of coffee and watching Jiang Fan with a triumphant grin.

Since he couldn’t get help, Jiang Fan decided to help himself.

He dug up the marketing copy from the past few years to see how they handled proposals and to get a feel for the right level of intensity.

There was a clear pattern to follow. All he had to do was follow the template.

With his photographic memory, Jiang Fan could recall anything he’d seen once.

By piecing together various parts, he soon had a complete proposal.

...

Jiang Fan walked up to Sun Yanzi, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered, "Yan, you’re killing me."

Sun Yanzi snorted. "Don’t get too close, or I’ll think you’re trying to take advantage of me again."

Jiang Fan’s eyes flickered down to her chest. Sun Yanzi gritted her teeth and pinched his ear. "Still looking? You want me to gouge those eyes out?"

Jiang Fan gave an awkward laugh. Women were not to be trifled with.

He then took out the file. "Here."

"This is the proposal you wanted. See if there’s anything wrong with it."

"I won’t look at it for now." Sun Yanzi gave a sly smile. "Anyway, we don’t need it until next week."

Jiang Fan was speechless.

"Didn’t you need it for tomorrow?"

"Yes, but that was just me trying to unlock your potential."

He’d been played again.

Just then, Jiang Fan’s phone buzzed. A message had come from Yin Ruxue.

"Jiang Fan, come with me."

"Waiting for you in the underground garage."

Whenever this woman sought him out, it was never for anything good.

...

In the underground garage, Yin Ruxue stood in a long, elegant dress. She wore light, tasteful makeup, her full chest straining against the fabric, hinting at the shape beneath.

Her stunning face was like a perpetually frozen glacier—impossibly cold and beautiful.

Beside Yin Ruxue stood a Porsche 911, poised like a low-flying eagle, exuding an air of arrogance.

’She looks stunning today,’ Jiang Fan thought as he arrived at the underground garage, just as Yin Ruxue had instructed.

Yin Ruxue tossed the car keys to Jiang Fan and said, "Get in."

"Where are we going?" Jiang Fan asked.

"To Zhongjiang Villa District."

Zhongjiang Villa District. That was a place where money alone couldn’t buy you property; you needed a certain amount of power and influence.

"To do what?" Jiang Fan asked suspiciously.

"I’ll give you fifty thousand. I’ll tell you what you need to do after we get there."