CHAPTER 232: CHAPTER 234: CAPITALIST LORD ZHOU THE SKINFLINT

Su Xingyu paused her chopsticks while eating, glanced up at a certain boss, this capitalist, this slave driver, was he really trying to send her back to work already?

She was a bit annoyed and poked at a piece of baby bok choy, "Mr. Yang gave me leave, told me to take a good rest, and I can go back to work whenever." After speaking, she glared resentfully at the boss, the management staff he recruited all knew how to care for their subordinates, why didn’t he? She had just been discharged from the hospital and was dealing with reporters, and those worried friends like Xia Ling, Ling Weilong, Ouyang Yi, etc. How was she supposed to find American time to go to the company? Besides, photographers don’t need to be on duty every day; she wanted to rest more at home before going back to work.

But Lu Shifeng didn’t catch her meaning at all, he just said, "Go to work tomorrow. Stop poking at the bok choy."

Su Xingyu was even more upset, intentionally poking that poor baby bok choy twice more, "Why, do you dislike my eating habits? I’m from humble origins; this is just how I eat, humph."

Lu Shifeng didn’t argue with her, and he directly picked out the baby bok choy and tossed it in the trash.

"Hey! My bok choy!" She looked surprised, ahh she loved eating baby bok choy the most! It’s good for the skin!

Lu Shifeng said, "Go ahead, poke it again."

Su Xingyu: "..." Fine, she gave in, wasn’t that enough?

Resentfully, she finished the meal with him, and under his watchful eye, she dawdled while packing up her things and followed the driver out. As she left, she didn’t forget to shove the thermal container Miss Zhuang left here into the driver’s hands, telling him, "Miss Zhuang personally brought this food, it’s probably some gourmet delicacy, go ahead and eat it, don’t be shy."

The driver dared not take it, his eyes sneaking a glance at Lu Shifeng.

Lu Shifeng spoke, "Take it."

Only then did the driver accept it, thanking Mrs. respectfully.

Su Xingyu was fuming again, humph, everyone treated her like the Mrs. just because of his status? Without him saying so, she could hardly command them!

Not wanting to make things difficult for the driver, she could only glare resentfully at Lu Shifeng a few more times, deliberately finding angles that were not easy for him to notice. Humph, capitalist, tyrant!

The next day, recalling that he asked her to go to work, she had no choice but to head to the company reluctantly.

The photography center was bustling, with Fang Luohua, Yun Xi, Xia Ranran, and even Zhuang Heng all present, not one absent.

Anna walked over to tell everyone, "Meeting, meeting! Everyone head to the auditorium for a meeting!"

"A company meeting?" Fang Luohua grabbed his coffee cup while complaining, "Ah, I wondered why everyone was notified to come in today, these meetings are always stinkingly long and boring."

Many veteran employees also put on mournful faces, skillfully pouring water, grabbing cups, and packing power banks, looking utterly indifferent to life. It was Su Xingyu’s first time catching a company meeting, so she felt nothing, joining them lightly and followed them as Mr. Yang led them to the seating area of the photography center.

After sitting down, Fang Luohua looked around, "Hey, this time we got pretty good seats, our photography center rarely sits so far front."

"Nothing good about it," complained Yun Xi behind him, "Sitting this close, it’s inconvenient to listen to music with my earphones."

Su Xingyu curiously asked Fang Luohua, "Why do you all seem to dislike meetings?"

Fang Luohua said painfully, "Young lady, you look like you just stepped out of school, lacking social experience. These meetings probably just discuss enterprise development strategies and such, boring to death, attend a few more and you’ll understand." He discreetly started putting on his wireless Bluetooth earphones as he spoke.

Su Xingyu was speechless, she just leaned back in her chair quietly waiting for the meeting to start.

On stage was a beautiful hostess from the HR department, saying a few opening words that were indeed hypocritical and grandiose, very much mastered the essence of certain countries’ bureaucratic speeches.

As she listened, Su Xingyu drooped off, wandering in the void, suddenly Ana beside her nudged her, "Xingyu, Xingyu, they’re calling you!"

"Huh? Calling me?" Looking totally bewildered, she had no clue what was happening.

"It’s to commend you for using photography to save a plane this time!" Anna said excitedly, "I didn’t expect this meeting to be your commendation assembly! Go on, you’re about to be awarded!"

"Awarded? Awarded for what?" Su Xingyu was even more confused.

At this moment, a beam of moonlight-like soft light shone onto her from the stage lighting, and the hostess smiled and responded kindly to her, "Miss Su Xingyu, please come up the stage. To honor your life-saving photography during the plane incident and providing such positive publicity for Blade Group at the press conference, bringing a significant positive social impact, we wish to award you a special medal."

Su Xingyu muddled her way to her feet, all-around more beams focused on her.

With all those beams focused, everyone’s eyes gathered on this girl, she seemed so beautiful and serene, like a delicate elf under the moonlight, delighting and refreshing everyone.

"Go on," Anna gently nudged her, "Good luck."

Su Xingyu stepped one by one as if walking on clouds, dazedly reached the stage, the hostess cheerfully exchanged pleasantries and praised her heroic actions.

She caught the chance to ask, "What significant positive social impact?"

The hostess said, "You didn’t know? In the plane incident, you used our Blade equipment to save everyone, and once the news got out, sales for our same-series camera models greatly surged. Our product and marketing teams even launched a commemorative edition camera for the incident, just started pre-sales yesterday reaching impressive numbers!"

Su Xingyu was a little dizzy, she hadn’t thought this through.

Who knew the power of advertising was so profound, the few words at the press conference that she had a brainwave for had such a remarkable effect.

However, this could indeed be something worth smiling over.

She genuinely smiled, "I’m happy to have been of help."

The hostess enthusiastically said, "Given your outstanding performance, Blade Group will award you a photographer’s Gold Star medal, a rare honor, only given to those who have contributed greatly in photography to Blade. Since our inception, including you, there are no more than six awardees."

Gold Star medal?

Su Xingyu recalled hearing that the current so-called chief photographer Zhuang Heng was also a Gold Star medal recipient.

Her gaze involuntarily swept to the audience, searching for Zhuang Heng’s figure. Now that she also received a Gold Star medal, she wondered how Zhuang Heng felt?

Unfortunately, the lighting was too dim, she saw nothing.

She retracted her gaze, smiling softly at the hostess, "It’s truly an honor to receive this."

The hostess also joyfully said, "Alright, Miss Su, now please move to the center of the stage, let our mysterious figure award you the Gold Star medal—"