Urban System: Beautiful lady, I really didn't steal your black stockings!

As he said this, Wang Zhen kept glancing at Zhang Shiyi out of the corner of his eye, hoping to see admiration for him and disappointment in Cheng Zhe on her face.

But he didn't notice that Cheng Zhe's brows were furrowed tightly as he listened to his fabricated words, and his eyes showed obvious displeasure.

Zhang Shiyi's face fell as she listened to the implied meaning in those words.

Before Cheng Zhe could even defend himself, she took a step forward, her tone laced with undisguised sarcasm: "Really? I think Cheng Zhe is much more charming than some people."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Shiyi turned to look at Cheng Zhe, and the coldness on her face instantly turned into deep affection.

She suddenly tiptoed and kissed him lightly, without any attempt to hide it from Wang Zhen standing nearby.

In an instant, her voice tinged with coquettishness: "Be a good girl and go to work. I'll be waiting for you at home tonight, waiting for you to torment me."

"At least three times tonight!"

This scene was like a slap in the face to Wang Zhen.

He stood there dumbfounded, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. How he wished he were the male lead!

His face turned from green to white, then from white to purple; embarrassment, anger, and jealousy intertwined, almost consuming him.

Wang Zhen stared intently at Cheng Zhe, his jealousy twisting into intense hatred, his gaze so sinister it seemed he wanted to devour Cheng Zhe alive.

He couldn't understand why he was inferior to Cheng Zhe in every way, and even the woman he liked was so devoted to Cheng Zhe. This hatred grew deeper and deeper.

Cheng Zhe was taken aback by Zhang Shiyi's sudden kiss, and then felt the burning gaze directed at him from the side. Without turning his head, he knew it was Wang Zhen.

He gently patted Zhang Shiyi on the back and whispered, "Stop fooling around, this is the company entrance."

Zhang Shiyi didn't care at all and took Cheng Zhe's arm.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm openly and honestly dating my man, who has a problem with that?"

Looking at their performance, Wang Zhen felt like a clown, all his previous flattery and boasting had become a joke.

Colleagues passing by noticed the commotion and cast curious glances, some even seeming to be watching a spectacle.

He's so ashamed he wants to disappear into the ground.

After seeing Zhang Shiyi off, Cheng Zhe sat down at his workstation and turned on his computer.

A message immediately popped up on my phone. It was from Mr. Li, the client I'd been working with for over half a year: "Xiao Cheng, our cooperation is finalized. We've already signed the contract with your company. Please keep us in touch."

Cheng Zhe was stunned for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

This client's intentions had been wavering. Yesterday, during our conversation, they said they needed to think about it further. How did they suddenly sign the contract?

He was about to ask who he had signed the contract with when he looked up and met a provocative look from Wang Zhen across the street.

The other person had a smug, wicked smile on their lips and deliberately raised their chin at him.

Cheng Zhe immediately realized that Wang Zhen had most likely stolen the order from behind the scenes.

He thought to himself: This guy is really crazy. I'll deal with him sooner or later. He's a clown who jumps around like a bum.

While Cheng Zhe was focused on replying to customer messages, Wang Zhen couldn't contain himself.

I sidled up to my colleague Xiao Zhang's workstation and casually chatted, "Xiao Zhang, was that woman at the door Cheng Zhe's girlfriend? She looked quite charming."

Xiao Zhang took a sip of coffee and nodded, saying, "She is indeed very pretty."

Wang Zhen's eyes darted around, and he deliberately steered the conversation: "I think that woman is quite old, probably around thirty, right? Cheng Zhe is alright, he likes mature women."

"That's not right," Xiao Zhang frowned, recalling.

"I saw Cheng Zhe on a date with a girl at the movie theater last time. The girl looked to be only twenty-four or twenty-five, very pretty, definitely not thirty."

Wang Zhen's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly asked, "Really? When did you see it? Are you sure it's not the same person?"

"I thought that woman looked mature; she must have been around thirty."

"It's definitely not one person," Xiao Zhang said confidently, waving his hand.

"But let's not worry about that, it's none of our business."

Wang Zhenqiang suppressed his elation and subtly confirmed a few more questions to make sure Xiao Zhang hadn't misread the age. Then he turned and returned to his workstation.

His gaze swept menacingly toward Cheng Zhe, then he glanced at Zhang Shiyi's WeChat account, which he had just shamelessly begged for, and his mind raced with calculations.

Two-timing? Cheng Zhe, you didn't expect me to find out!

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he was already hatching his own scheme.

As long as this matter is brought to Zhang Shiyi's attention, and she knows that Cheng Zhe is this kind of person, and with my own embellishment, she will definitely stop associating with Cheng Zhe.

Once Zhang Shiyi is away from Cheng Zhe, I'll find a way to get close to her.

I know I'm no match for that young upstart Cheng Zhe. I'll use some tricks to appease him first.

Once the other party is completely hooked, play with them thoroughly, and finally kick them aside when you're tired of them, venting your anger properly.

Thinking about this, Wang Zhen couldn't help but laugh. The more he thought about it, the more brilliant the idea seemed.

They were just waiting for the right opportunity to expose Cheng Zhe's two-timing.

Cheng Zhe caught a glimpse of Wang Zhen grinning foolishly at the computer screen out of the corner of his eye. That smile was sinister, and it was clear he wasn't up to anything good.

His thoughts returned to his plans for the evening. He took out his phone, his finger hovering over the chat window with Zhao Ya, pondering how to bring up the topic of not going home.

Should I just say I have something to do? Or should I find a more tactful reason?

Before he could figure out what to say, a female clerk with a ponytail rushed over: "Cheng Zhe, the manager wants you to go to his office. He said it's urgent."

He wondered to himself: What could the manager want with him at this hour?

Could it be that Wang Zhen tattled on us behind our backs?

He suppressed his doubts, replied "Okay, I'll be right there," casually put his phone back in his pocket, and got up to walk towards the manager's office.

Upon entering the office, the manager was sitting behind his desk reviewing documents. Seeing him come in, he smiled and gestured, "Xiao Cheng, have a seat."

The manager glanced at the documents and casually asked, "How's that car purchase thing you mentioned before going?"

"Almost done. I've paid the deposit, and I can pick up the car in a couple of days," Cheng Zhe replied truthfully.

My doubts deepened. Did the manager really call me just to ask about buying a car?

"Good, good!" The manager smiled and patted him on the shoulder, his tone full of approval.

"Looks like you're not just someone who talks big."

"Perfect timing, I have a big task for you today, and I think you're the most suitable person for it."

Cheng Zhe sat up straight, his expression becoming serious: "Manager, please speak, I'm listening."

"The other party is Li Ruoxi, the female president of Hongyuan Group, who is notoriously aloof and difficult to deal with."

The manager paused, then said with a hint of teasing, "I want to see if a young and energetic guy like you can melt her iceberg."

Cheng Zhe smiled helplessly: "Manager, this is putting me in a difficult position. He's a big boss, and I'm just a lowly employee. How could I possibly have that kind of ability?"

"Your work skills are usually quite good, I've seen it all." The manager waved his hand and changed the subject.

"If you're unwilling, let Wang Zhen give it a try. With his roguish nature, he might just get the job done by accident."