Chapter 24#

World 1: The Tragic Supporting Male Lead Changes the Script Online#

Qin Qing walked into the conference room and placed a steaming, fragrant cup of coffee by Cang Ming’s hand.

Cang Ming looked down, and his eyes flickered slightly. On the coffee, there was a very round and cute cat head pattern drawn with cream.

Asking him to drink that troublesome cat as a beverage—was Qin Qing venting his anger?

Cang Ming picked up the coffee and took a sip. Hidden by the cup, he raised his thin lips in amusement. He was smiling, very subtly and secretly, but Xu Yizhi still sensed it immediately.

Xu Yizhi looked at Cang Ming. When the other party put down the coffee cup, he also saw the half-drunk cat head.

“Heh…”

A low laugh overflowed uncontrollably from his throat. He turned his head away, covering his thin lips with a large hand with distinct knuckles, but revealed a pair of slightly curved, narrow eyes.

This little flower is really interesting…

“President Cang, this is for you.” Qin Qing stood at his seat and handed a tissue over across Xu Yizhi, then stuck out the tip of his small tongue and suggestively licked his upper lip.

His originally dry and pale lips slowly turned into a moist and glossy pink, with the lip bead protruding, full and cute.

Cang Ming’s eyes darkened, thinking this was a form of flirtation.

Xu Yizhi took the tissue and handed it to Cang Ming, his low voice laced with a hint of teasing: “Wipe it off, you have cream on your mouth.”

Cang Ming, whose thoughts had fallen into a hot and chaotic mess: “…”

He took the tissue and wiped the cream off his upper lip. His expression was still as cold and stern, his aura still as powerful, but his movements were somewhat stiff.

“You’re thinking too much,” Xu Yizhi whispered in his ear, his eyes full of mischief but hiding a trace of coldness.

Cang Ming glanced at him equally coldly and said nothing.

“The coffee is delicious.” When he turned to face Qin Qing, Cang Ming’s expression softened again.

“Ah, thank you,” Qin Qing, who had already sat back in his seat and was looking through documents, replied happily.

Receiving such a compliment after making a mistake made him feel relieved all over.

Qin Zishi gripped his ballpoint pen tightly and gave a fake smile.

He thought that Cang Ming’s bottomless eyes never saw anyone’s existence, nor would they give any emotional feedback. Praising someone for the coffee they made—even such basic polite behavior was unique for him.

However, at this moment, Cang Ming was watching Qin Qing, and was also using his emotions to respond to and even comfort Qin Qing. He was no longer the Cang Ming of before.

Huge disappointment and panic almost suffocated Qin Zishi. He always felt that Cang Ming shouldn’t become this strangely unfamiliar appearance for an insignificant person. The only one who could change him was himself.

This inexplicable confidence gave Qin Zishi a kind of excitement and certainty that he was bound to win when facing Cang Ming.

But now, this certainty was slowly being crushed, like a solid tower suddenly losing the foundation it relied on for balance.

Qin Zishi picked up a document and forced himself to read it, but his mind was a mess of resentment and unwillingness.

The CFO walked in at this moment and handed a thick stack of documents to Qin Qing: “Xiao Qin, this is the financial status analysis table of POC, please distribute it.”

This meeting mainly discussed the acquisition plan of POC, led by the Legal Department. As a member of the Legal Department, Qin Qing immediately stood up and took the documents.

The documents were quite heavy. The moment he took them, Qin Qing’s arms sank involuntarily.

Xu Yizhi immediately reached out and supported the bottom of the documents, so the weight disappeared in an instant. Xu Yizhi only withdrew his hand when Qin Qing held the thick stack of documents firmly in his arms.

This kind of help was silent, warm, and considerate.

Qin Qing looked down at Xu Yizhi, his dark eyes filled with grateful smiles and shining glimmer. He was secretly delighted and wanted to say thank you, but was reluctant to let others hear.

Xu Yizhi caught his little thought and couldn’t help smiling. Beneath the seemingly elegant and steady mask, a heart was inexplicably satisfied.

Cang Ming reached out to Qin Qing, his face somewhat solemn. He was the big boss, so the first document naturally had to be given to him first.

The slightly warm and sweet ambiguous atmosphere was broken just like that. Qin Qing hurriedly walked to Cang Ming’s side.

However, before he could hand over the document, a furry fat ball attacked from behind, slamming into his shoulder like lightning. It was 996.

The sensation of pain numbed his entire arm. Qin Qing’s hand loosened, and the documents weighing several pounds in his arms fell all over Cang Ming’s head with a crash. The snow-white papers almost buried him completely.

Seeing the embarrassing state of their immediate superior, the conference room fell into a strange silence again.

Qin Qing was stunned for a moment, then asked worriedly: “President Cang, does it hurt?”

The coffee spilling incident hadn’t passed yet, and now there was a document attack. Who would believe it wasn’t intentional?

Lost in wild thoughts, Qin Qing couldn’t help but groan.

The clear voice like a spring carried a trace of shameful hoarseness, crawling over the eardrums with a tingling sensation, inexplicably reminding people of some romantic scenes. Cang Ming’s eyes darkened, and then he caught the hand Qin Qing reached out to him.

“I’ll pick them up myself. It doesn’t hurt much,” he said in a slightly hoarse voice.

“President Cang, I’m sorry.” Qin Qing stepped aside, bowed his head, and spoke with a bitter smile.

“Was it the kitten again this time?” Cang Ming slowly gathered the scattered documents together and asked, not knowing if it was sarcasm or teasing.

Qin Qing fell silent for a moment, then braced himself and replied: “Yes, it was the kitten.” After speaking, he closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for the social death scene that would follow.

His thick eyelashes trembled slightly due to shame and apprehension, like flower stamens trembling timidly unable to withstand a storm. His thin lips were so pale, but his cheeks were slowly dyed with two patches of blush, like peach petals in spring…

Cang Ming took a deep breath, his tone incredibly gentle: “That kitten really should be taught a lesson.”

He actually went along with it and blamed this mistake on a non-existent kitten.

Qin Qing opened his eyes and looked at Cang Ming in surprise.

The pupils of the colleagues around them trembled, astonished, but none dared to show it.

“Your hand was injured before and isn’t flexible. Don’t carry such heavy things next time,” Xu Yizhi picked up a few documents on the ground and comforted him with a smile.

Only then did everyone realize that Qin Qing’s right hand indeed had a twisted and hideous scar, so he really wasn’t intentional just now. But why did he insist on using such a lame excuse?

Everyone couldn’t understand, but they didn’t dare to accuse him either.

Xu Yizhi stood up, pressed Qin Qing’s shoulder to force him to sit back in his seat, and then distributed the documents himself.

Qin Qing was effectively soothed, and his grateful gaze followed Xu Yizhi all the time.

Qin Zishi took the document and said thanks, his fingertip piercing the cover page of the document with force. Qin Qing, why on earth are you treated so favorably?

After receiving the documents, the meeting began. While listening to everyone’s speeches, Qin Qing was on guard against 996’s sneak attacks. But until the end of the meeting, 996 did not appear again.

Qin Qing breathed a sigh of relief in secret. Seeing everyone standing up and leaving one after another, he also carefully pulled out his chair, first peeked under the table to make sure there was nothing there, then slowly backed away and walked towards the door.

Xu Yizhi waited aside, laughing in a low voice: “What’s wrong? Are there mines buried in the ground?”

Qin Qing shook his head, his expression a bit awkward. He feared he had lost all the face of his lifetime here.

Cang Ming stood at the door waiting, and only turned and paced when Qin Qing approached.

Just then, a round meatball suddenly hit Qin Qing’s lower back, causing him to exclaim and lunge forward.

Hearing the exclamation, Cang Ming turned around immediately and caught the flustered Qin Qing in time. A thick mass of fragrance, with the fresh softness of a flower, hit his hard and broad chest.

Cang Ming subconsciously tightened his arms, holding this mass of fragrance that seemed ready to dissipate at any time into his arms.

“Are you okay?” he asked in a hoarse voice, a nervousness and helplessness he had never felt before quietly floating in the depths of his eyes.

“I’m fine.” Qin Qing’s hands were pressed against Cang Ming’s chest. With a slight movement of his fingertips, he could feel a solid warmth, so his face, which was trying to maintain calm, was dyed with a shallow blush.

“Was it the kitten again this time?” Cang Ming asked in a deep voice.

Qin Qing nodded helplessly: “Yes, it was the kitten again.”

Cang Ming’s arms still circled Qin Qing’s slender and flexible waist. A flower blooming on a branch that seemed to break at a touch—this was probably it, right?

The palm placed behind the waist couldn’t help but rub it.

“Won’t you change your story?” Cang Ming asked deliberately.

The blush on his face became a few shades brighter. Embarrassed, Qin Qing stepped back a few steps and shook his head: “No.”

“Why?” The emptiness in his arms gave Cang Ming’s hands a sense of bewilderment with nowhere to place them.

Qin Qing said calmly: “If you are willing to believe, then believe. If you are not willing to believe, I won’t explain either.”

In any case, that was the fact. He bent down and said helplessly: “President Cang, I’m sorry.”

Cang Ming looked at him steadily and suddenly said: “If I catch that cat, I will teach it a good lesson for you.” This promise was given particularly seriously.

Qin Qing was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed lightly.

“If you can really catch it, please help me flatten it, okay?” He narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and made a small joke.

Cang Ming nodded seriously: “Okay.” In his deep eyes, a trace of pleasure that no one could discover flickered.

Xu Yizhi stepped forward quickly, put his arm around Qin Qing’s shoulder, and led him out the door, his tone casual: “Flying into a rage just because of a bump, what man would be so petty? Alright, don’t be afraid of him, go back to work.”

One sentence wiped out Cang Ming’s magnanimity, reducing him to one of the thousands of ordinary men.

Xu Yizhi led Qin Qing to the elevator entrance, glancing coldly at Cang Ming when he looked back.

Cang Ming stood where he was, returning the look with equally cold eyes.

Just then, Qin Zishi, who had been standing aside and lingering, handed out a document: “President Cang, I got the contract from the Luo Men Group. Do you want to take a look?”

The Luo Men Group’s contract was worth tens of billions, involving the extraction and sales of energy. Whoever got this contract, promotion and salary increase, or even obtaining company shares, would be a piece of cake.

Qin Zishi originally wanted to use this trump card at the most critical moment, rather than handing it up impatiently like now.

But he couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to trample Qin Qing under his feet ruthlessly. Being beautiful could indeed take a lot of advantages, but struggling in the workplace ultimately depended on strength.

Cang Ming took the contract and stopped Xu Yizhi and Qin Qing who were about to walk into the elevator.

“You guys come and take a look too, find the loopholes in the contract.”

What loopholes could a person without even a lawyer’s license find? Qin Zishi curled his lips contemptuously.

996 ran out from the stairwell, sneaked behind Qin Qing, and said excitedly: “Meow! Qin Qing, next you will witness the rise of the destined person. You can absolutely not stop this plot!”

It stood up like a human, taking small boxer steps while waving its fat paws, arrogantly provoking: “Flatten me? Come on, come on, come on!”