The Popular/Charismatic Beta Always Thinks They Are Universally Disliked - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Young Master Wu’s Newfound Zeal

Young Master Wu (Wu Cheng) had recently rediscovered his enthusiasm for life.

He was immersed in the negotiation game initiated by Wen Zhijie and He Xin. Without realizing he was just a mascot, he enthusiastically wore a suit and tie every time, appearing at Wen Zhijie’s company with an elite demeanor. In a very short time, he became popular among Wen Zhijie’s employees.

A generous young master is, of course, welcome everywhere. Young Master Wu greeted the reception staff cheerfully, snuck a bag of cookies from Wen Zhijie’s office, and crunched on them, not forgetting to generously share them with the internet workers hunched over their keyboards in the general office.

“Why do people work, anyway?” The young master propped his arm on a desk, randomly selecting a lucky employee for a prize-winning question.

The lucky Beta chosen, an old classmate of Wen Zhijie, quickly glanced down the corridor outside the office to confirm the boss hadn’t arrived yet, and answered earnestly: “For money, of course. You think it’s for passion?”

The young master shook his head profoundly: “I think your boss does it for passion. I admire that about him. Take me, for example; I’m just a chauffeur. If it weren’t for interest, could I have kept it up until now?”

The honest Beta nodded, half understanding, and then reminded the young master frankly: “Those cookies were bought for Little Wen. The boss has to wait a long time every time he asks someone to buy them. You should eat less.”

The young master cleared his throat guiltily, looking down at the strange letters on the packaging. They weren’t English, French, Italian, or any language he recognized. He used his phone’s image recognition but couldn’t find the same product.

“Don’t bother taking a picture. An old friend of the boss bought them during a business trip to the Middle East. It’s impossible to find them online. They’re hard to buy because the production area is too dangerous. The store owner might even have been bombed to death by now.”

So it’s Arabic; no wonder I didn’t recognize it.

Wu Cheng, who prided himself on mastering six languages, regained his confidence.

A gleeful Alpha next to him continued lazily: “Fortunately, Little Yi is in Yunnan now. Young Master still has time to make amends.”

Detecting the keywords, Wu Cheng’s ears perked up. He casually jumped into the conversation: “Afternoon tea is on me. Put a response chain in the group chat; just report what you want to eat. Little Wen is your boss’s brother? I haven’t met him, even after coming so many times.”

“That’s a shame. When Little Wen used to come to the company, people from other companies on several floors would come by to get familiar with him. He was interning at Zhongcheng before, and yesterday he ran off to climb a snow mountain in Yunnan. If my annual leave wasn’t all used up, I would have gone with him.”

Successfully extracting information, Wu Cheng licked his lips and continued to probe: “Did he go alone? That’s quite impressive. I wouldn’t dare climb a snow mountain by myself.”

“He went with Lin Chang and the others, about eight or nine people. The team leader has been complaining like crazy to everyone he sees lately. You should know Lin Chang; he’s the Beta who hosted you with the boss a few days ago.”

About nine people went, but only Lin Chang was specifically singled out, suggesting his relationship with Mr. Little Wen is the closest.

Climbing a snow mountain often involves physical contact like helping each other. This Lin Chang is definitely not simple-minded.

Wu Cheng quickly made a judgment in his mind, maintaining a cheerful demeanor while chatting with the employees.

I must report this intelligence to Wei Yuzhi!

Wu Cheng was overcome with a sense of mission, like an undercover agent in Infernal Affairs.

He looked at the small cookie in his hand again and suddenly found it tasteless.

What could be more fun than this undercover game?

Compared to being Wei Yuzhi’s chauffeur, this game was much more enjoyable. Wu Cheng felt he had found new pleasure.

Other people’s chauffeurs might occasionally moonlight as trackers or mistress catchers, but Wei Yuzhi’s chauffeur only had endless itineraries. Although Wu Cheng was 100% confident in Wen Zhiyi’s character, if such a situation did arise, Wei Yuzhi would absolutely shoot the adulterer and then coldly convince himself that Wen Zhiyi was merely deceived by some wild A/B/O.

Wu Cheng happily sent a message to Wei Yuzhi’s private WeChat account.

He knew Wei Yuzhi wouldn’t reply quickly. Normally, the Omega, who was a generation older than him, had fixed times for checking messages. It was probably about fifteen minutes until Wei Yuzhi’s next message check.

Wu Cheng waited patiently for a reply.

He didn’t have to wait long.

Wei Yuzhi called him directly.

Hmm?

Young Master Wu looked around the busy office, guiltily clutching his phone and moving into the restroom.

The voice coming from the other end of the phone instantly made the young master stand obediently at attention.

“…Among the group who went to Yunnan with Wen Zhiyi, are there any experienced hikers?”

Who went with Wen Zhiyi? What’s their relationship with Wen Zhiyi? Why was Wen Zhiyi willing to go with them?—Wei Yuzhi, instantly overwhelmed by countless questions, ultimately only asked this one.

What he cared about most was Wen Zhiyi’s safety; everything else seemed less important in the face of this concern.

Wu Cheng answered softly: “It’s said there’s a man named Lin Chang who is very experienced. He’s the leader of this trip, and Mr. Little Wen was persuaded by him to go to Yunnan.”

The man on the other end of the line was silent for a moment.

Wu Cheng couldn’t tell what the boss was thinking in those brief few dozen seconds. After a chilling, burning silence, he heard Wei Yuzhi slowly utter an “Mm.”

Cold, angry, and grinding his teeth.

Like the cold sound of a bullet being chambered when shooting an adulterer.

Wu Cheng, whose call was abruptly terminated, stood silently in front of the sink. He rubbed his face, put on a cordial and innocent smile, and prepared to return to the office to continue investigating the enemy’s situation.

The sound of a flushing toilet coming from inside the restroom cubicle made him stop abruptly.

Wen Zhijie slammed the cubicle door open and walked out with a dark expression. The keen hearing of an A-class Alpha allowed him to hear everything Wu Cheng had said.

Wen Zhijie narrowed his eyes, casting his gaze toward the young Alpha standing before him, whose toes were curling inside his shoes. He rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands at the sink, all the while subjecting Wu Cheng to an intimidating scrutiny from head to toe.

“I didn’t expect a small, insignificant company like mine to harbor a spy,” Wen Zhijie sneered. After drying his hands at the hand dryer, he stood with his arms crossed in front of Wu Cheng, slightly lifting his head to look at the other’s pure, handsome face. “Tell me, which big shot sent you? How do you know my brother? And let me state beforehand: don’t use the cliché of ‘love at first sight’ for my brother.”

Love at first sight for Wen Zhiyi?

Wu Cheng obediently lowered his head and met Wen Zhijie’s gaze, thinking that he wouldn’t dare fall in love with Wei Yuzhi’s man unless he had a death wish.

He slowly bared his teeth in a sincere smile. This expression, combined with his handsome, deep features, achieved a dazzling effect; his slight blood relation to Wei Yuzhi was manifested in a marvelous mixed heritage look: “Mr. Wen, do you know what ‘social network infiltration’ means? It means if you want to move someone, you first start with the people around him. The reason I inquired about Mr. Lin Chang and the others is entirely because of you. Yes, even though we are both Alphas, I fell in love with Mr. Wen at first sight.”

Wen Zhijie’s handsome face revealed a complex expression.

He somewhat understood how Ms. Zhao Mingzhu felt when she thought he was Alpha-attracted.

This feeling was like accidentally eating a fly, forcing yourself to swallow it, only to vomit out a fly leg.

That handsome face, which bore a three-tenths resemblance to Wen Zhiyi’s, lowered slightly.

Wen Zhijie was deep in thought.

Even if he was a pervert, he was a pervert wearing the skin of a wealthy client.

Furthermore!

Wu Cheng’s true intention was still a mystery. It might be better to pretend to be oblivious and gradually figure out his goal.

Wen Zhijie reached a conclusion.

He gave Young Master Wu, who was blinking and meeting his gaze, a kind and gentle smile, whispering like a demon: “Then, Mr. Little Wu, you need to hide yourself well. If my employees find out, there might be terrible rumors, such as that I’m seducing young Alphas to secure investment… In that case, I would be very troubled.”

Wen Zhijie smiled sweetly, raising his index finger to his lips in a shushing gesture toward Wu Cheng. A mature, composed, and effortlessly charming smile faintly appeared in his eyes.

Damn it, I ran into a real gay Alpha.

Both straight Alphas thought simultaneously.