Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

Instead, he kept naming Ye Jiu.

Even when leaving, he left three girls for Ye Jiu.

The implication was too obvious.

"Brother Ye, are you about to get promoted?" Zhang Dawei glanced at the three beautiful women standing behind their cubicle, then leaned close to Wen Nan and whispered.

Wen Nan shrugged, "I don't know about the promotion, but if I can't satisfy the three ladies behind, I might ascend any minute."

"Hehe, Brother Ye is modest." Zhang Dawei laughed awkwardly, sat back in front of his computer, and stopped chatting with Wen Nan.

If it were in the past, he would have kept talking once he started, but now, after the morning meeting, seeing President Mi's favor towards his colleagues, he suddenly felt that the two of them were no longer equals who could banter freely; in an instant, the people around him became those he couldn't aspire to reach.

This made Zhang Dawei feel inexplicably a bit lost, yet he secretly decided to keep his distance from those around him.

Wen Nan didn't notice Zhang Dawei's change in attitude; he was now troubled by the three troublesome ladies behind him.

These three ladies… they should all be characters that that man brought into this instance, right?

That man, Guild Leader of the Ghost Control Master Alliance, Carl Milak, the current President Mi, finally showed himself.

Although Wen Nan had expected this, he hadn't thought the other party would appear so early, and moreover…

Coming is one thing, but how could he send three girls to him, isn't this too embarrassing?

Thinking of this, Wen Nan shut down his computer, got up from his seat, and turned to the three, "The three of you have worked hard, would you like to sit in the pantry and have a drink?"

The three girls looked at each other and eventually all nodded, agreeing to Wen Nan's suggestion.

Wen Nan led them to the pantry, taking a moment to scrutinize them along the way—

All three girls were very pretty and had great figures, but they varied in age and temperament.

The girl closest to Wen Nan seemed the youngest, probably in her early twenties, looking like a college student or a newly hired intern at the company, dressed in a simple short-sleeve athletic T-shirt and a skirt, her skin a healthy tan, her thighs beneath the skirt displayed evident muscle lines as she walked, indicating clear signs of fitness.

The girl had short ear-length hair; although her features were delicate, her eyes slightly upturned at the corners, lips pressed down, giving the impression of a bad temper.

The one in the middle was a slightly mature woman, around thirty years old, her hair casually tied at the nape with a shark clip, wearing a long suit skirt, a light beige retro casual notched lapel jacket atop, with three buttons of the white shirt inside undone, the neckline dipped low, revealing the white lace edge and an ample cleavage at a glance.

The woman's dense lashes naturally fell, her eyes naturally slanted downward at the corners, lips upturned, forming a natural smile, making her appear gentle and approachable even without any expression despite her formal attire.

The woman on the outside was aged between the short-haired tan girl and the gentle mature woman, possibly around twenty-five or twenty-six, with shoulder-length hair, dressed in a chiffon floral dress, her skin pale to the point of shining, her eye color lighter, giving her a somewhat absentminded look.

Wen Nan carefully observed their necks and didn't see any marks of control patterns; around their limbs and heads, no silvery threads were visible during their walk.

But this didn't rule out the possibility that the three were characters controlled by hidden patterns or a web of threads, after all, control patterns can be concealed, and a sufficiently skilled thread control technique could easily prevent an inexperienced player like Wen Nan from noticing the existence of the threads.

He needed to try using Mind Reading Technique, to see if he could hear the chattering sound of looms.

Unfortunately, Wen Nan squandered his Mind Reading Technique on President Mi in the conference room earlier, causing the skill to still be on cooldown.

Wen Nan poured coffee for the three and handed it to them one by one, taking the opportunity to inquire about their backgrounds.

At the same time, he summoned the system in his mind—

9527: [Detected the use of item: Truth Serum.]

9527: [Target selected for you, Truth Serum failed to take effect, target not suitable for use...]

9527: [New target selected for you, Truth Serum failed to take effect, target not suitable for use...]

9527: [Target selected again, Truth Serum failed to take effect, target not suitable for use...]

Among the three, none could use the Truth Serum.

It seemed Wen Nan could only probe during the chat until the cooldown period of Mind Reading Technique ended.

Unexpectedly, although the Truth Serum didn't work, each of the three readily introduced themselves—

The short-haired tan girl was called Xiao Fei, a newly recruited customer service intern at the headquarters;

The gentle mature woman was Ru Huan, an old employee from the startup days of the group, now the general manager of the design department;

The last one was Wenwen, a signed model with a media company funded by the firm.

Unsure if the three were lying, from their expressions while speaking, Wen Nan inclined to believe they told the truth.

If that's the case, then Boss Mi assigning these roles might be a bit too arbitrary?

If they were meant to take over Fatty Zhang's work, at least they should have been placed in positions related to Fatty Zhang's project, right?