Chapter Fifteen: The Perfume Advertisement

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Yu Youchu gave Mu Chuan a thumbs-up. Mu Chuan smiled and gently pushed her hand away.

“Young one, don’t be fooled by appearances. No corporate slave has stable emotions.”

Yu Youchu teased, “Is this the legendary ‘If you want to show off in public, you must suffer in private’?”

Mu Chuan rubbed his forehead. “Yu Youchu, stop flaunting your language skills everywhere. I don’t even dare tell people you came from the liberal arts.”

“Sigh, you just don’t get it.”

As she walked away, Yu Youchu left behind a deliberately profound silhouette.

“Hurry up and catch up, little Mu!”

“I’m older than you!”

“Then what month were you born?”

“January.”

“What? The wind’s too strong; I can’t hear you.”

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Yu Youchu pinched her phone and sent a message to Pei Jiayin.

[There’s a meeting at the company this afternoon; I might get off work a bit late.]

After a moment’s thought, she added a cute cat emoji.

[Got it.]

Pei Jiayin replied quickly, followed by a casual snap of his lunch.

The location in the photo was clearly his office, decorated in a style that suited his taste.

[Eating so late—looks like working for the higher-ups isn’t easy.]

[Not too bad.]

Yu Youchu turned off her phone and prepared the materials she would need for the upcoming meeting.

“Yu Youchu, come pick up your new work uniform!”

“On my way!”

She felt puzzled as she went to get the uniform in her size.

Had the company’s benefits really extended to interns now?

Yesterday, when Team Leader Bai announced that the company had collaborated with a clothing brand to release new uniforms for employees, she had assumed interns wouldn’t be included.

Feeling the noticeably thicker fabric of the uniform, her resolve to stay at Huasheng strengthened.

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A company that cared for its employees like this was truly rare.

With a happy heart, she entered the conference room, knowing she would soon be part of this company.

“Today’s emergency meeting is about an ad project assigned by higher-ups,” Bai Bingge said. “It’s a last-minute task. The company has many orders recently, and with the March 8th Shopping Festival approaching, we’re short-staffed.”

Bai Bingge wore a simple black sweater that highlighted his lean, muscular frame. His tall, upright posture was spirited. Today, he switched to big black-rimmed glasses, softening his sharp features and making him seem more approachable—less like the aloof, rare mountain flower he usually appeared to be.

Many female employees were already visibly smitten at a glance.

“We need interns to urgently assist with this task. Anyone willing?”

The question fell into a sudden silence in the room, which was once filled with background noise.

Everyone weighed the pros and cons and their own capabilities.

It was an excellent opportunity, but any slip-up might jeopardize their internship.

An undercurrent of tension ran through the conference room; no one broke the stalemate.

Bai Bingge seemed to have anticipated this.

For interns, exploring a new field was both learning and a challenge. He knew courage had its limits and didn’t want to push those unready just for motivation.

Delays would hurt the company’s reputation.

“Our partner is a rising perfume brand whose products have recently gone viral on major platforms. To maintain momentum, they’re launching a new product and increasing promotion.”

Bai Bingge spoke steadily and confidently.

“The previous ad agency ran into issues, but the product launch announcement went out. Currently, they lack a strong advertisement.”

He placed a perfume sample provided by the client on the table and continued:

“Their fragrance is unisex, without a clear gender orientation, which adds complexity to the ad design.”

Closing the file in his hand, Bai Bingge went on:

“This task needs creative strategists and copywriters.”

“So, is anyone willing to join this project team?”

Discussion began to stir in the room, but no one stepped forward.

Yu Youchu studied the documents with some hesitation.

She hadn’t worked with such materials before. Keeping up would be challenging, requiring twice the effort. Yet, it was a precious chance to prove herself. Should she play it safe or take the initiative?

She looked up and met Bai Bingge’s gaze.

His sharp eyes seemed to see through her hesitation. She quickly looked away, heart pounding.

Suddenly, a hand tapped her shoulder.

Turning, she found Mu Chuan’s face enlarged in her view; she could almost see the details of his lashes and skin blemishes.

Still, she caught the spark in his eyes.

He leaned close and whispered in her ear:

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“Yu Youchu, you’re not scared, are you?”

Her mind exploded like a bomb, and clarity washed over her.

Right—if she stayed timid and hesitant, she’d only watch opportunities slip away and regret it later.

If she always played it safe, when would she get promoted or get a raise? When could she gather enough for her father’s medical expenses?

Even as a newcomer, she would eventually learn. Since escape was impossible, she might as well push herself.

Thinking this, she shot Mu Chuan a defiant glance.

“I’m more afraid of you chickening out.”

Seeing the fire blazing in Yu Youchu’s eyes, Mu Chuan knew exactly what it was—

Desire.

She must have a compelling reason to strive forward, one that overcame her ignorant fears.

“Team Leader, I volunteer.”

Her voice rippled through the room like a stone dropped into a lake.

Mu Chuan watched the confident figure silently, a smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, he felt he might be starting to like Yu Youchu.

Bai Bingge nodded, expressionless, and asked:

“Anyone else?”

“I will.”

Mu Chuan put on his harmless smile.

“Team Leader, count me in.”

With two volunteers, the atmosphere stirred restlessly, like the calm before a storm, the air thick with impending tension.

Wan Ning clenched the documents tightly, her elegant French manicure leaving creases on the paper. She suddenly recalled Yu Youchu’s words, which had felt like a thorn in her heart. If she didn’t remove it, she couldn’t swallow her frustration.

In the next moment, a cold smile curved her lips.

“Team Leader, count me in too.”

Yu Youchu glanced over. Wan Ning’s eyes met hers, dark and venomous like a serpent flicking its tongue, sending chills down Yu Youchu’s spine.