From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The elevator doors closed in front of them, and Cheng Ye, leaning on his crutches, disappeared from sight.

Lu Yunzhou stood at the door, holding two documents in his hand.

Gu Nanqiao walked past him, raising her hand to press down the folder that was almost blown away by the wind.

She wore a light gray suit, a snow-white shirt buttoned up to the collar, and her hair was neatly tied back, making her look clean and efficient.

Ye Zhiwei followed behind, wearing a dark work jacket, trousers tucked into ankle boots, and still carrying the old tactical bag on her shoulder.

One of them is good at sitting in the office discussing documents, while the other can carry equipment when he goes to the construction site.

The clothes have changed, but the essence of doing things remains the same.

Yuanchuan's office still resembles an old warehouse.

The adhesive residue on the wall wasn't completely cleaned, the folding table was next to the printer, and unopened safety helmets were piled up in the corner.

Lu Yunzhou cleared a space on the desktop and placed three documents neatly on it.

The top one is the employment contract.

The following is the confidentiality agreement.

The last document included an additional attachment for a seven-day performance evaluation.

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on the paper: "Let's make this clear first. You'll still get paid after the seven-day assessment. Yuanchuan is short of money, but we can't let our employees' time go to waste."

Gu Nanqiao flipped to the salary page, her gaze lingering on the words "eight thousand": "How are results calculated?"

She asked questions very quickly, without even touching her tea.

Lu Yunzhou pushed the attachments in front of her: "Complete the application materials and submit the sample section plan within seven days. Each completed item counts. The final position and salary will be determined based on the results."

Ye Zhiwei picked up the confidentiality agreement, first looking at the scope of the project information, and then at the on-site access rights.

All details, including drawings, quotations, and payment schedules, are listed here.

She turned to the last page, confirmed the liability for breach of contract, and then closed the document.

Who signs off on construction site safety?

She looked up and asked.

Lu Yunzhou leaned against the edge of the table: "I'll sign off on the safety expenses, you can suggest on-site rectification measures. If any problems arise, come to me first."

Ye Zhiwei stared at him for two seconds, picked up a pen and added a line to the attachment, requiring all potential hazards to be documented and that no work should be forced to start before rectification.

After reading it, Lu Yunzhou nodded directly: "Okay."

My phone vibrated on the table.

The identity verification result sent by Gu Bowen was very short.

After reading the message, Lu Yunzhou raised his hand and signed his name on both contracts.

He handed the pen to Gu Nanqiao, who took it and wrote decisively, quickly adding her signature to the three documents.

After signing the last page, Ye Zhiwei scanned the agreement from beginning to end to confirm that there were no additional clauses before pressing her fingerprint at the end.

Lu Yunzhou handed one of the contracts back: "Welcome to the company."

Gu Nanqiao took the document and tapped the table casually: "President Lu, don't hesitate to pay in seven days."

After she finished speaking, she tucked the contract into a file bag, skipping all the formalities.

Ye Zhiwei placed the tactical bag against the wall, rolled up her sleeves, and walked to the filing cabinet first.

Without asking who was responsible for what, she reached out and pulled out the safety logbook and the material release form, then sat down by the window and began to check them.

Gu Nanqiao then took away the backlog of application materials.

In less than ten minutes, she had divided the documents on the table into four stacks.

The items listed—"Pending Stamping," "Date Misaligned," "Attachments Missing Pages," and "Ready for Direct Submission"—were each labeled with a different color.

Lu Yunzhou stood to the side and watched for a while.

She circled only three problems in the application materials that were returned three times with a pen.

The construction unit's signature section is missing a page, the material testing report is dated later than the entry date, and the fire safety instructions omit the area of ​​the old port storage area.

"Don't send this batch yet."

Gu Nanqiao handed him the list of issues, her brows furrowed. "Finish the documents and then go to Fengming Group for their stamp. If you send it now, it will just be returned."

Lu Yunzhou took the list and sent it directly to Cheng Ye, asking him to contact the construction company.

Gu Nanqiao had already turned to the next stack of documents.

She read quickly, but her hands moved smoothly. Occasionally she would stop to write a few lines, the pen tip gliding across the paper, the sound of the pen flowing smoothly together.

On the other side, Ye Zhiwei's face darkened.

The safety logbook listed twelve fire extinguishers, but a count on site revealed only nine.

Twenty-four protective helmets were registered, but eight are missing from the warehouse.

What's more troublesome is that the signatures on the three delivery slips are almost identical, but the dates are in different months.

She spread out the receipts and then rummaged through the supply box in the corner.

There was an unstamped requisition slip at the bottom of the box.

Ye Zhiwei took photos of the receipts and the contents of the box with her phone, then walked up to Lu Yunzhou: "The accounts don't match; someone has tampered with the security supplies."

Lu Yunzhou took the phone; the number of photos was clearly different.

He looked at the delivery slip again and tapped his finger on the table.

Fengshan is still causing trouble, and now this problem has arisen at the Nanwan construction site. It's clear that someone within Yuanchuan is trying to create obstacles.

"Don't make a fuss yet."

Lu Yunzhou put away his phone. "Make up for the missing items today, and let me check who signed it."

Ye Zhiwei nodded and turned to make a purchase list.

Lu Yunzhou walked to the iron frame on the top and reached out to take a roll of sample drawings.

When the arm was raised to shoulder level, the movement paused for half a beat.

He switched to his left hand and took the blueprints down, his right shoulder feeling tight against the fabric of his clothes.

Last night's brawl in the parking lot reopened my ankle wound, and the old shoulder and back injuries from the cold storage were also brought up.

Gu Nanqiao was busy organizing the documents and didn't notice this side, but Ye Zhiwei could see it clearly.

She put down her pen and opened her tactical kit.

There were no cosmetics inside, only kinesiology patches, elastic bandages, folding scrapers, and a small set of physiotherapy tools.

The item was badly worn, with old mud still clinging to the edges, clearly indicating that it had been with her at many different locations.

Lu Yunzhou looked at those things: "You even know about physiotherapy?"

Ye Zhiwei placed the tools on the table: "These were used for wilderness first aid. Your shoulder and back haven't recovered, and your right leg is also strained."

She spoke bluntly, and Lu Yunzhou couldn't pretend nothing was wrong.

Gu Nanqiao glanced up and walked over with the documents in her hand: "On your first day at work, you're treating the boss's wounds. Yuanchuan's employee benefits are certainly comprehensive."

Lu Yunzhou choked on the water he had just drunk, and by the time he put down the cup, his ears were already burning.

Ye Zhiwei didn't respond to her words, but simply dragged a chair to the open space: "We have to go to the site this afternoon. You always walk slightly to the right, so you'll only be a hindrance if you go."

"I can hold on."

Lu Yunzhou rubbed his ankle.

Ye Zhiwei raised her hand to stop him: "Wait until the wound reopens, then let the hospital clean it up for you?"

There was a brief pause in the office.

Gu Nanqiao stepped back two paces, holding the documents, her eyes gleaming with amusement: "President Lu, if the boss is working while injured, the employees don't have to sign a liability waiver."

Lu Yunzhou glanced at the application documents on the table, then looked at the set of physiotherapy tools.

Yuanchuan had just signed two capable workers, and he couldn't slow down the progress by being stubborn.

He took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair: "Hurry up and get it done."

Ye Zhiwei tore open the packaging of the kinesiology patch, raised her hand and patted the back of the chair: "Turn around and get your shoulders and back back moving again."

As soon as Lu Yunzhou turned around, Ye Zhiwei picked up the physiotherapy tools, and Gu Nanqiao gently closed the office door.