Reversing Heavenly Gang: Starting with a Slap in the Face at Work

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Yawning is contagious.

"Little Fatty, go to bed early tonight," Wang Lang complained with a yawn. "I went to bed early yesterday, and you've caught it from me."

As Wang Lang spoke, wiping the tears that had streamed down his nose, he asked, "You played games all night again last night, didn't you?"

"Brother Lang, you be the judge."

Xiao Pang is a post-00s generation, not long after graduating from university, and has only been working for half a year. "Yesterday, that teammate, his [expletive] mentality, I [expletive] him, who [expletive] him?"

Ah—yawn—

"Oh dear, that's so strange, I'm yawning so much all of a sudden, it's affecting my work." Sister Zhou just arrived and she's caught it too.

Wang Lang and Xiao Pang exchanged a glance, chuckled twice, and neither of them spoke.

Is it a matter of whether or not you yawn?

Sister Zhou, even when you're full of energy, you don't work much.

Actually, let alone work, just being able to clock in normally and find Sister Zhou in a critical moment is already a blessing.

"Sister Zhou, Lai Ge Bao signed yesterday's documents." Wang Lang handed over the documents.

When Wang Lang left Lai Ge Bao's office before leaving get off work yesterday, Sister Zhou was already gone.

"Oh, Lang, I already told you to have Lai sign the one on the right."

"Let me see." The chubby boy leaned closer. "Does he have trouble distinguishing left from right? He signed the documents I was given last time like that too."

Sister Zhou pursed her lips and said in a knowing tone, "This has happened several times already. You're a grown woman..."

"Who are you talking about, Sister Zhou?"

In the workplace, the worst thing is when someone speaks ill of you behind your back, and that's when the person in question appears.

Lai Ge Bao looked at his three team members with a big smile.

"Hey—don't scare me, okay?" Sister Zhou tried to turn the tables.

Lai Ge Bao seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood today, still speaking with a smile, "Don't be scared, don't be scared. I just brought coffee for everyone, have some to calm down."

Early in the morning, Lai Ge Bao started serving coffee to himself.

"Sister Zhou, your hot Americano."

"Iced Americano, this is for you, Fatty."

"Wang Lang—your iced latte."

?

Wang Lang was filled with doubt. What did it mean—everyone else had an Americano, but he only had a latte?

How about giving me a little treat?

After distributing the coffee, Lai Ge Bao didn't linger and headed towards the office, but turned back halfway there:

"Wang Lang, come here for a moment."

The chubby boy, with a straw in his mouth, gave him a "take care" look.

Sister Zhou was already looking down at her phone, as if nothing had happened.

……

The small mirror on the desk had somehow been turned up again.

The two sat opposite each other, and Wang Lang carefully examined the handprint on Lai Ge Bao's face, which was so faint that it was almost unrecognizable.

"How's your decision?" Lai Ge Bao unconsciously turned around, hiding his flushed face.

???

Hearing this seemingly random question, Wang Lang was completely bewildered, his mind filled with thoughts of: subway, elderly person, cell phone.jpg

Seeing that Wang Lang didn't respond, Lai Ge Bao's lips drooped: "It's May now, May—it's very important."

May is the last month of the company's spring performance appraisal. The team leader's score is directly linked to performance-based pay, and whether or not they can get a raise in the next quarter largely depends on this month's evaluation.

"To be honest, our team's performance in the spring was just average."

Hearing this, Wang Lang rolled his eyes inwardly. Don't you know why your performance is so-so?

"After the May performance reviews, some people will get a raise, while others will have to take a pay cut. Wang Lang, I'd like to hear your thoughts?"

It's very simple, just deduct all of Lai Ge Bao's salary and distribute it to the three hardworking people in the group...

No, two, for two diligent workers—

Wang Lang had only this one idea.

Lai Ge Bao was very satisfied with Wang Lang's current silent state; he must have been stunned by his attack.

Therefore, Lai Ge Bao decided to press his advantage:

"Sister Zhou doesn't care about these things. So, who can raise or lower prices depends on you."

After saying that, Lai Ge Bao leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands and placed them on his slightly protruding belly, as if he had everything under control.

If nothing unexpected happens, after today, Wang Lang will be his most diligent lackey.

Everyone around Wang Lang knows that he is price-sensitive: the thermos cups from the annual party raffle, the vouchers from business partners... are all being sold on secondhand marketplaces.

The most astonishing thing was that Wang Lang found a stray cat and sold it to someone in the same city for 20 yuan on Xiancai (a second-hand marketplace app).

When his colleagues asked about this, Wang Lang said it was to find a good home for the kitten. He had screened many potential homes himself, and the new owner was essentially paying a home-selection service fee on his behalf.

Therefore, Lai Ge Bao can say that he has a firm grasp on how to control Wang Lang.

But actually...

What good is getting first place in the evaluation? It just means a raise of a few hundred dollars.

However, on the other hand, the salary is paid by the company, but the lackeys they recruit by abusing that power only serve them.

Being a team leader is great!

Lai Ge Bao clearly hasn't grasped the principle of not showing one's emotions.

In front of Wang Lang, Lai Ge Bao's smug expression resembled that of a young girl in love, fantasizing about a domineering CEO and a prince charming making vows of eternal love for her, and fighting tooth and nail for her.

In the past, even if I disliked Lai Ge Bao a thousand times, I would most likely have compromised in the end.

After all, every little bit of a raise is a bonus, and nobody turns down money.

But now… Wang Lang looked at Lai Ge Bao’s face; the color had faded somewhat, but it was still a red mark worth 500.

Only a dog can earn that little bit of money—

It's really hard to compromise or back down.

"You can go out now," Lai Gebao broke the silence. "And tell Xiao Pang that he's been a bit out of sorts lately, and ask him to write an improvement report before he leaves work today."

"what?"

When people receive unacceptable news, even if they have heard it clearly, they will still exclaim "Ah!" to give their brains a moment to react.

In just a short while, Wang Lang realized: This is making me play the villain, offend my colleagues, and prove my loyalty.

"What do you mean 'huh'? Go ahead." Lai Ge Bao's chair creaked, sounding like a smug mockery.

"Team Leader Lai is right. Little Fatty's yawns this morning spread throughout the whole room."

Lai Ge Bao's lips curled up slightly—Wang Lang is a sensible guy.

Wang Lang stood up and said sincerely, "Little Fatty should be at his workstation right now. I'll go and call him over. Let's talk about his condition in person, so I don't misrepresent it."

The chair stopped creaking, and before Lai Ge Bao could even finish smiling, his face froze.

He wanted to say something more, but Wang Lang had already turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

……

"Brother Lang, Lai Ge Bao wants you to come in again."

Little Fatty went in and came out soon after, his attitude unchanged. It's likely that Lai Ge Bao said something innocuous to get rid of him.

Otherwise, given Little Fatty Zuan's temperament, Lai Ge Bao would probably be wriggling somewhere dark and damp by now.

"Oh dear, my eyes are so tired from going in and out all morning."

Sister Zhou paused the Thai drama on the screen and took out some eye drops to put in a few drops.

"Yeah, it's such a hassle." Wang Lang echoed Sister Zhou, then looked at Little Fatty, "Is there anything you have to say in person? Can't you just have Little Fatty relay it?"

"Exactly, what a pointless mess!" Little Fatty's accent was hard to shake.

duang——

They arrived at Lai Gebao's office again, and Wang Lang closed the door amicably.

Lai Ge Bao didn't offer Wang Lang a seat this time. He was looking down at a document and said, "I just chatted with Xiao Pang for a bit."

"However, regarding the matter I just told you, I hope you will go and talk to him in person." Lai Gebao pronounced the words "talk in person" very slowly.

"Little Fatty is a Gen Z, he's inexperienced and immature. You're different, you have to work hard."

Lai Gebao patted Wang Lang on the shoulder and lowered his voice: "You urge Xiao Pang to write an improvement report. I'll give you an explanation by the end of the month for the spring evaluation."

The office was quiet for two seconds, then the computer fans hummed.

"You've been in the team for over two years, and your professional skills are quite good." Lai Gebao looked at him, suddenly smiled, and changed to a softer tone:

"After the spring performance review is over, I'll make you a connection. I'll invite Manager Gou to dinner, and I'll recommend you for a deputy team leader position."

Lai Ge Bao presented the sweeteners on top of the knife—treat Little Fatty as a pledge of loyalty, and he'd be happy to be a dog, with promotions and raises in the end.

"Okay, that's all. Go ahead and get busy."

Wang Lang returned to his workstation, sat down in front of the computer with his arms crossed, stared blankly at the ceiling, and pondered new solutions.

Lai Ge Bao insisted on making himself the villain, in order to protect himself.

So... how can we bring Lai Ge Bao to the forefront without causing a complete falling out?

……

Sister Zhou has already put on her headphones and started watching the show.

Little Fatty collected data and organized video materials in a casual manner.

After thinking it over, Wang Lang opened four small communication groups and started banging on them.

When he clicked send, Wang Lang's hand hovered over the keyboard for a few seconds, then he took a deep breath and pressed the enter key.

"Team Leader Lai, you just asked me to urge Xiaopang to write an improvement report. I've put it together and would like to confirm the specific requirements with you:"

"First, is it a matter of improving work attitude or failing to meet performance targets?"

Second, what specific examples should the report focus on?

"Third, which supervision steps do you need me to participate in? So I can communicate with Xiaopang."

@LaiBao

Three seconds later, a "Holy crap!" came from Xiao Pang's workstation.

"Group Four - Wang Lang" retracted a message.

"Group Four - Wang Lang" retracted a message.

……

"Oh dear, Xiao Lang, I'm doomed! I sent this to the wrong number."

Sister Zhou took off her headphones, carefully examined Little Fatty, and quickly reminded Wang Lang.

That's what they said, but there was no anxiety in their eyes, only anticipation for the live-action workplace drama.

"Brother Lang—"

Little Fatty pushed back his chair and stood up.

Wang Lang and Xiao Pang exchanged a glance, their eyes clear and sincere.

"I understand, I'll go find Lai Ge Bao."

Little Fatty threw down his chair and rushed towards the team leader's office.

The noise was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire floor, as if the air itself had been paused.

Only the Thai drama on Sister Zhou's screen was still playing silently, showing awkward dialogue:

The second female lead, tears streaming down her face, grabbed the male lead's shoulders: Why did you do this to me! I trusted you so much!

The male protagonist smiled sadly: You know what? Those who do wrong will eventually be punished...

Sister Zhou silently turned off the Thai drama. "Today's episode... wasn't exciting enough."

At this moment, in the team leader's office:

Big, zero, big, small—

Big, zero, big, small—

Lingdingda—

While Little Fatty was having a friendly conversation with Lai Ge Bao in his hometown dialect, Wang Lang received a system notification:

[Host's rebellious behavior detected - Exposed]

[Degree of Reversal of the Heavenly Stems: Slight]

[Rewards are being distributed...]

[Reward: 100 Heavenly Spirit Points]

[Inverted Heavenly Spirit Behavior Detected - Collaborative Struggle]

[Cooperator: Yuan Run]

[Degree of Reversal of the Heavenly Stems: Slight]

[Rewards are being distributed...]

[Reward: 100 Heavenly Spirit Points]

Current Celestial Strength Value: 4980

Tsk—

Invite them to a feast, behead them, or take them in as dogs.

Just kidding, orcs will never be slaves.

How could someone with a system act like a dog?

This time, we've really offended Lai Ge Bao. But since we've already torn off all pretense of civility, let's go all out.

After all, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

Wang Lang looked at the system's reward panel and thought to himself.