Collapse? No, this is just everyday life.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

The young man wanted to continue, but a series of coughs suddenly came from the conference room.

The high-ranking executives seemed to have caught a cold at the same time, coughing incessantly with their hands to their mouths.

To reach this position, the ability to read people and situations is an essential skill for young people.

He had just noticed the curious looks on everyone's faces and thought they were interested in his ideas, but now that he saw it, could his understanding have been wrong?

The gaze shifted away, the eyes darted around, the coughing as if he hadn't heard anything...

This strikingly similar behavior immediately made the young man realize that there was something wrong with what he had just said.

But didn't he just mention Nangong's lifestyle?

Could it be that these old guys are all the kind of people who prefer to settle things fairly and squarely?

No, no, no, it's impossible for someone to have reached this position.

He stood there, mouth agape, unsure whether to sit or stand, until his boss pulled him back into his chair and forced a smile, saying to those around him, "Young man, you don't know any better. You were just joking. Just take it as a joke."

As he said this, the pot-bellied middle-aged man wanted nothing more than to slap the young man, but as his superior, he had to stand up for him.

He had to make a statement at this time, otherwise not only would the young man he had high hopes for suffer, but he himself would also likely be in trouble.

The people around remained silent, all looking around with indifference.

After a few seconds, while the young couple were feeling uneasy, the chairman finally spoke up: "Well, it's good that young people have ideas, but I still hope that they have done sufficient research and information before expressing their opinions. That's the most important thing."

Hearing this, the portly middle-aged man finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since the chairman had spoken, the matter could be classified as the young man's ignorance, and it would be dealt with leniently.

He glanced at the chairman with gratitude, then quickly turned to the young man beside him and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and thank the chairman!!"

The young man was taken aback, then quickly bent over, his head almost hitting the table: "What I just said was a rough and foolish opinion that I had been thinking about in my spare time. I blurted it out without realizing the mistakes. I was rather arrogant and made a fool of myself. The chairman's words were like a wake-up call, making me realize my mistakes. I will definitely be more careful with my words in the future. I have learned a lot from your teaching!"

Upon hearing this, the chairman smiled slightly and waved his hand gently: "It's just a simple reminder, nothing more than a teacher. It's good that you have the intention."

After saying that, he clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Alright, let's not talk about what just happened. Young people may be impulsive, but it is precisely this kind of vigor that can revitalize the company and enable more innovation. This will allow our Destiny Entertainment to have a better future. The future belongs to you young people. But now, let's continue to discuss the matter of Gensokyo."

He paused, then looked around. "Does anyone else have any suggestions...?"

Boom! !

A deep, muffled sound rang out, interrupting the chairman's voice.

All eyes turned to a corner of the conference table where a lovely girl with long blonde hair was covering her red forehead, tears welling in her eyes.

Ah, it's this person...

Everyone's gazes were somewhat knowing, and then they all looked away.

The chairman looked at the girl, and his eye twitched slightly.

It's one thing for him to doze off—he can't afford to offend this young lady—but how could he bump his head while dozing off? That's just too stupid.

Instead of inheriting such a large family business, he insists on working at Tianming. Is he out of his mind?

He muttered to himself, but outwardly wore a kind smile: "Oh, it's Susana. What are your thoughts on Gensokyo?"

Covering her forehead, Susana, still a little groggy from just waking up, blurted out instinctively, "Gensokyo, I want to work in Gensokyo! That old rascal is the best, hehehehe..."

"?"

Everyone kept a straight face, trying not to laugh out loud.

The chairman, feeling somewhat embarrassed, couldn't help but cough twice.

At this moment, the strange atmosphere quickly brought Susana back to her senses. Recalling what she had just said, her face visibly turned red.

"Huh?? Oh, I'm so sorry!!"

"How did I end up telling everyone about my dream?" Susana is now extremely flustered.

She stayed up late last night reading Gensokyo fanfiction on the Gensokyo community, and before she knew it, it was too late, so she was drowsy during the meeting this morning.

"Ahem, you mean we don't need to see Gensokyo as an opponent, but rather as a good partner, right?"

Susana blinked and tilted her head in confusion.

Was that what she meant?

But reason made her quickly nod: "Yes, that's exactly what I think!"

"Excellent! As expected of Miss Susana, you've spoken our minds!!"

The chairman led the applause, and the others immediately followed suit.

"Yes, yes, I've wanted to collaborate with Gensokyo for a long time, but I've never had the chance to bring it up."

"Indeed, I have always admired designer Nangong and would love to sit down and have a good chat with him."

"Me too."

Hearing the sudden burst of praise around her, Susana became even more confused.

What's going on? Am I still dreaming?

Half an hour later, Susana, bearing the title of the representative of the Gensokyo cooperation, walked out of the conference room with a blank expression.

The young man was pulled into a corner by his boss as soon as he came out.

Seeing the boss's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, the young man lowered his head in disbelief.

"You really are..."

Looking at his most promising successor, the middle-aged man said with a sense of disappointment.

"I was reckless today," the young man said apologetically, bowing his head.

He made no mention of the promise his boss made to him before the meeting, selectively omitting his memory.

"You... sigh... to be honest, I also have some responsibility. I forgot to tell you some things beforehand."

He sighed and continued, "If it were just those initial remarks, that would be fine. I'll organize a gathering, we can all have a meal and chat, you can toast the elders, say some nice things, and then everything will be fine. But you shouldn't have said that last sentence! We can't afford to offend that gentleman!"

The young man kept his head down and remained silent, but he was constantly pondering something in his heart.

Judging from the boss's tone, that person must be someone important; they wouldn't dare to mess with him.

To be honest, deep down he was actually a little resentful. He felt that what he said was not wrong and was a very normal business tactic. Even if that person had many connections with Anti-Entropy, they were still Destiny, and there were people that Destiny dared not offend.

"You're just ignorant and fearless. Do you know how scared I was when you said those things? We almost lost our positions. Luckily, the chairman was lenient."

"Is it that serious?" The young man raised his head in disbelief.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced around to make sure no one was watching before whispering, "Do you know who the designer Nangong's lover is, the person you're looking for?"

"Who is it?" He was genuinely curious, wondering who could frighten his boss like that.

Even if he was Cocolia's kept man, the boss shouldn't have gone this far...

"The granddaughter of Archbishop Otto, the little princess under the moon of destiny."

"......"

The young man's expression was blank at first, then his pupils suddenly contracted, his whole body swayed, and his legs went weak. He was only able to fall because his boss supported him.

"Then, that little princess under the moon, whose health I heard has always been poor?" The young man asked tremulously.

"Yeah, now you know why I was cursing you like that, right? You almost ruined both of our livelihoods!"

"Thank you, thank you boss, thank you boss!!!"

A strong sense of lingering fear soaked his back with cold sweat; he had actually considered investigating Archbishop Otto's granddaughter.

Turtle, you wouldn't have enough lives to live!

"And the chairman."

Upon hearing this, he immediately realized what the chairman meant: "Right, right, and the chairman too, I'll go..."

"Hey? Where are you going?!"

"I'll go thank the chairman. This favor is too great!"

The young man said bitterly.

"What's the use of you saying it now? What's a huge favor to you is just a simple word to the chairman. How can you repay this kind of favor openly?"

Looking at the young man, he continued, "I think you're too scared. You've forgotten everything you learned before. The chairman's words just now showed that he's optimistic about your future and wants to give you a boost. If you thank him now, it would be beneath him. Is gratitude what he wants to see? Does someone of his status need your gratitude?"

"What he wants to see is your progress! Your growth! After we finish that project in a while, you'll be in charge of summarizing it. That requires reporting directly to the chairman. When you go and talk to him, remember to show what extra things you did because of the chairman's words, what role you played and what your highlights were, how much his words helped you, and how the whole project changed because of you. I don't need to teach you this, right?"

The young man nodded repeatedly.

"Work hard, this might actually be a good thing that helps you."

The boss patted him on the shoulder and then suddenly added, "By the way, I remember you have a younger sister who works at our company now, right?"

"That's true," the young man replied, somewhat puzzled.

"I remember she was a very cute little girl. We must make the most of this opportunity to collaborate with Gensokyo."

The boss patted him on the shoulder and said something meaningful. The young man was stunned for a moment, then seemed to be thinking.

......

"The person under the moon is nowhere to be found?!!"

In the reception room, Nangong Yu spoke in astonishment.

"It was indeed a bit unfortunate."

Stroking her cheek, Karen said with a regretful expression, "That child just left yesterday, and you're here today. How disappointed that child will be if he finds out."

"That's it..."

His expression was somewhat disappointed, and he couldn't help but ask again, "When will Yuexia be back?"

"I don't know, maybe in about two weeks." Karen shook her head.

"Ok."

I sighed, trying to ease the knot in my heart.

I was planning to surprise Yue, so I didn't tell her beforehand. Who knew it would be so unfortunate that we would just miss each other?

"Don't worry, once Xiaoyue has recovered, even if you don't come, that child will probably rush over to find you."