CHAPTER 365: CHAPTER 365: DISCRIMINATION

Jian Wei thought for a moment and walked over to the two.

"Mr. Shen, I’ve heard so much about you." Jian Wei was the first to extend his hand to Shen Jue, "I never expected our Yun Shang to be so outstanding, able to attract Mr. Shen’s fiancée to work with us. It’s truly delightful."

Rong Qingqing listened and felt this President Jian was extremely hypocritical.

She muttered to herself, they’ve already started trying to make her quit voluntarily, yet they say it so nicely.

"President Jian, nice figure." Shen Jue didn’t even look at Jian Wei’s outstretched hand.

The two long-time acquaintances were putting on a show of first meeting in front of Rong Qingqing, with Jian Wei complimenting him, and Shen Jue praising his physique.

Remembering the two texts Shen Jue had sent him not long ago, Jian Wei realized that this compliment about his figure was not sincere.

Seeing clearly that his boss refused to communicate with him, Jian Wei sensibly greeted them and found an excuse to leave.

As Jian Wei left, he muttered to himself.

Out of nowhere, why was the boss concerned about whether or not he wore clothes?

Out of nowhere, why didn’t the boss let him swim?

Why did the boss suddenly not like him anymore?

Jian Wei thought he was more sensible than Lin Bufan.

The boss had no reason to dislike him more.

Lin Bufan was still bouncing around by the boss’s side, so why was he the one being disliked first?

The afternoon’s team activities were quite old-fashioned, divided into three competitions, all between departments: a tug-of-war, fruit picking, and skewer making for the evening BBQ party.

The picked fruits would be judged by fruit farmers, with prizes for the best-picking teams.

The skewers would be judged based on the best taste in the evening.

The prizes were quite generous, and everyone was rubbing their hands in anticipation.

Xiao Huang sidled up to Rong Qingqing and complained, "Every time there’s a tug-of-war competition, our logistics department suffers the most. Excluding a few panda-like guys, we’re all women warriors. How can we compete with other departments?"

However, the logistics department had its perks.

The logistics department was responsible for organizing this team building, and the activity prizes were arranged by them.

Naturally, the prize for the tug-of-war was definitely the most ordinary of the three competitions.

"Qingqing, can you cook?" Xiao Huang suddenly asked Rong Qingqing.

Rong Qingqing shook her head candidly, "I can only manage to boil eggs."

Rong Kuo’s cooking skills could beat hers by miles.

Xiao Huang looked at Rong Qingqing’s slim waist, thought for a moment, and chuckled, "I have reason to suspect that you not only can’t cook but also don’t know how to eat, rice."

"I just eat less, it’s impossible not to eat! I’m not cultivating immortality." Rong Qingqing was almost in tears, "It’s just watching what I eat, not snacking much."

Xiao Huang made a troubled face, "Then I’ll just keep being chubby."

The two were muttering to each other, and Shen Jue, standing nearby, heard everything clearly.

As a guy, he didn’t quite understand why during such chats, two girls had to huddle so close to speak.

Why could girls casually touch each other’s waists, thighs, or even elsewhere?

When he touched Rong Qingqing’s waist, she always glared at him or even brushed his hand away.

Rong Qingqing was the kind of person who loved playing the gender discrimination card.

Heh.

In the tug-of-war match, the logistics department was there mainly to participate, and naturally, no one dared to push Rong Qingqing out just for participation’s sake.

Rong Qingqing stayed by Shen Jue’s side, watching the logistics department lose a match with no suspense, then laughed till her stomach hurt.

The girls from the logistics department might lack strength, but they were full of strategies. Their jokes were top-notch, almost making their opponents lose from laughter.