Chapter 100: Han Xi’s Memories

At this moment, in a skyscraper roughly 60 to 70 kilometers away from Fang Zhou, someone was sitting at a desk, signing documents one by one.

The person, dressed in a sharp business suit, had her long hair, usually flowing freely, neatly pinned up with a golden shark clip, adding to her elegance.

This person was Han Xi.

After ten days on the romance show, she had accumulated too much work. She couldn’t rest, nor did she want to.

To her, work was life, and life was work.

“Knock, knock.”

Someone pushed the door open; it was her secretary, Xiao Song, bringing in some coffee.

“President Han, you’ve been working for a long time. Take a break and have some coffee.”

Since starting at nine in the morning, Han Xi had already handled seven or eight tasks. If her secretary hadn’t mentioned it, she wouldn’t have felt tired.

Hearing this, she did feel her hands aching a bit and decided it was time to take a break.

“Okay, leave it here. I’ll drink it later.”

Secretary Xiao Song gently placed the coffee on the desk and left.

After signing the last document, Han Xi put down her pen and took the coffee to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city below with a hint of confusion.

She had grown used to seeing Fang Zhou every day on the romance show. Now that they were apart, she found it hard to adjust.

Especially in the company, whenever she stopped working, memories of Fang Zhou working here would flood her mind.

Back then, Fang Zhou had just joined the company as an intern, applying for a small assistant position in the planning department.

Their first meeting was in the elevator, where Fang Zhou had accompanied her through a painful and oppressive five minutes.

Later, she saw him delivering documents at a meeting, leaving a slight impression.

Her deeper impression of Fang Zhou came one night at 11:30 when she was leaving after working late and found the planning department still lit.

Walking over, she saw Fang Zhou asleep in front of the computer.

On the screen was a newly completed plan.

Han Xi initially wanted to wake him but noticed the dark circles under his eyes.

Newcomers needed time to adapt. If they couldn’t handle the fast pace, they had to leave.

The workplace was never a child’s play, and no one would sympathize with anyone.

Hardworking and disciplined, that was Han Xi’s evaluation of him.

However, she immediately noticed flaws in the plan and decided to help him by making a few adjustments.

The next day, she met him at the company entrance.

Fang Zhou, holding a small cake, smiled brightly at her.

“Thank you, President Han, for helping me with the plan yesterday. This is a small token of my gratitude.”

Han Xi figured he must have asked the company’s security to find out who helped him.

Though she rarely ate sweets, she accepted the delicate strawberry cake from Fang Zhou that day.

She took it back to her office and ate it bit by bit. When the last bit of cream melted in her mouth, turning into a sweet taste, Han Xi felt that her life needed a change.

From that moment on, she began to pay more attention to Fang Zhou.

The coffee in her hand cooled, pulling her thoughts back.

She took a sip, letting the bitterness spread in her mouth, clearing her mind.

Han Xi never thought liking sweets was a sign of weakness. On the contrary, she loved sweet things.

For example, she had a good impression of Chu Xinran, the sweet girl, until she found out she was Fang Zhou’s ex-girlfriend.

Even after knowing, her impression didn’t worsen, but subconsciously, she saw her as a rival in love, unable to be as close as before.

She kept drinking bitter coffee to stay clear-headed, not wanting to be deceived by some sugar-coated bullets.

But she couldn’t go against her heart’s choice, just like now, she desperately wanted to see Fang Zhou.

Han Xi took two more sips of coffee, returned to her desk, picked up her phone, and opened a streaming platform.

Sure enough, she saw Fang Zhou streaming.

She only intended to check his status, but once she saw him, her hand moved on its own to enter his stream.

His stream was as lively as ever, with countless comments scrolling by. Han Xi turned off the comments to see what he was doing.

As expected, he was streaming a game.

After the coach’s training, Han Xi had basically understood the rules of the game Fang Zhou was streaming.

He was playing a team competition mode.

It was a mode where two teams of four competed, and the first team to reach 30 kills would win.

Han Xi glanced at the score, 15:7.

Fang Zhou’s team had twice as many kills as the opposing team.

Han Xi switched to watching the stream on her computer, idly observing the comments.

Only then did she understand why Fang Zhou’s team was so aggressive.

It turned out to be a backstab by former colleagues, no wonder.

Fang Zhou had teamed up with Li Siming and another friend, along with Mei Chuan Chuan, making four.

The game had been going for less than ten minutes, and there was already a significant gap in kills.

This match seemed almost certainly in the bag.

Li Siming thought the same, shouting into the mic, “Is this worth my time? I thought they were tough, but they’re nothing!”

Fang Zhou chuckled, about to speak, when ‘Bang!’ Mei Chuan Chuan was killed beside him.

“Ah! How did they see me?”

Mei Chuan Chuan respawned and quickly hid, but as soon as her invincibility wore off, she was killed again.

This repeated three times, making Fang Zhou and his teammates realize something was wrong.

When they targeted Mei Chuan Chuan, her hiding spots were quite concealed, yet the enemy quickly relocated as soon as they fired.

The score soon became 16:11.

“They’re targeting Mei Chuan Chuan, let’s finish this quickly!”

Fang Zhou issued the order, and they stopped hiding, rushing to the high ground to find and kill the enemies.

But this approach meant they were also quickly taken down.

It didn’t matter though, as their teammates quickly covered, giving Mei Chuan Chuan a breather.

The score reached 25:22.

Fang Zhou focused, aimed at the enemy, and fired.

With a gunshot, the victory screen appeared.

Final score: 30:26.

Fang Zhou chuckled, “Clown.”

The entire stream erupted, celebrating their victory and Fang Zhou’s contemptuous insult.

He had the right to be arrogant.

tln : 100!!!