Even though he had changed bodies, Qin Hai's biological clock and lifestyle remained the same as before. He woke up punctually at 6 am and went out for morning exercise. When he returned, he heard sounds of grooming from the second floor, indicating that Lin Qingya wasn't up late either.
After a quick wash, Qin Hai entered the kitchen. The large refrigerator, with double doors, was nearly empty. Apart from snacks and fruits, there were only two packs of instant noodles and a few eggs.
Qin Hai shook his head and smiled wryly, realizing his "thrifty" wife wasn't much into household chores. With no nearby breakfast stalls, he had to make do.
However, relying on the cooking skills he had developed over the years, even boiling eggs for instant noodles could turn into a delicious dish. Soon, two bowls of fragrant noodles were ready.
Just as he placed the noodles on the table, Qin Hai saw Lin Qingya getting ready to come downstairs.
With black hair elegantly tied in a bun on top of her head, revealing her slender neck, Lin Qingya's clean face lacked any makeup, radiating pure beauty. Her well-tailored professional dress highlighted her graceful figure. Paired with tight black crystal stockings, her long, shapely legs appeared even more alluring.
As Lin Qingya's slender waist swayed lightly, a charming urban beauty stood in front of Qin Hai in the blink of an eye. The fresh fragrance surrounded him, and Qin Hai felt intoxicated.
Lin Qingya glanced at the noodles on the table, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Can you cook noodles?"
Qin Hai quickly pulled out a chair, smiling, "Wife, you look beautiful today! Come and taste the noodles I just cooked. I'm not boasting, but my noodle-cooking skills are world-class."
Ignoring the first half of Qin Hai's shameless remark, Lin Qingya sat down, a bit skeptical. "What's your plan for finding the mole? Where do you intend to start?"
Qin Hai sat beside Lin Qingya, smiling mischievously. "It's simple. You promote me to be your personal assistant, then gather all suspicious personnel for questioning. With my experience, I can easily identify the mole."
"Dream on!" Lin Qingya coldly stared at Qin Hai. "I warn you, I don't even acknowledge you in the company. Don't try to take advantage of my name for your own schemes. If you dare, I'd rather face my dad's anger than let you off!"
"Well, that complicates things!" Qin Hai, holding a mouthful of noodles, realized the challenge. Enjoying the delicious noodles, he said, "If that's the case, how do I investigate the mole?"
"I don't care! If you can't find them, even better. From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine," Lin Qingya declared firmly.
Staring at the delicious noodles, Lin Qingya picked up a chopstick, tasted it carefully, and was surprised by the great flavor. Eating more, she didn't realize the unintended double entendre in her words.
Suddenly, Lin Qingya slammed her chopsticks on the table, creating an angry facade, then swiftly left the villa.
Qin Hai, bewildered, scratched his head, finding the situation quite amusing.
...
Yafang Group's headquarters was located in the bustling downtown area of Chunjiang City, occupying an entire building about half an hour's drive from Lijing Garden.
Although it was a five-kilometer run for Qin Hai to reach the nearest bus stop from Lijing Garden, he managed to endure the journey. After changing buses twice and encountering more than half an hour of traffic, he finally arrived at the destination.
Staring at the towering skyscraper, Qin Hai shook his head with a wry smile. A simple discussion with Lin Qingya about "eating below" and "eating below" issues in the morning led to her immediately turning her face and leaving him stranded in the outskirts of Lijing Garden.
Never offend a woman.
Sighing, Qin Hai entered the building and took the elevator to the twelfth floor.
The entire twelfth floor of Yafang Building belonged to the marketing department. From this perspective, the marketing department was undoubtedly one of the core departments of Yafang Group. Not only was it one of the most important departments, but the employees in the marketing department also received top-notch salaries within the entire company.
As a retired veteran, a laborer on construction sites for five or six years, and someone with only a junior high school education, Qin Hai's current job at Yafang Group was undoubtedly due to the special favor of Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Qingya's father.
However, according to Qin Hai's memories, the previous him was not only introverted and shy, but also severely lacking in self-esteem. Coupled with his low educational level, he initially struggled to adapt to this job. There were times when he secretly cried in a secluded corner, contemplating leaving Yafang Group and returning to construction sites.
As Qin Hai entered the marketing department, the atmosphere seemed busy, much like the previous days. Yet, he keenly sensed a slightly more oppressive and serious air today. Everyone seemed cautious, as if afraid of making a big disturbance.
Without alerting anyone, Qin Hai walked towards his desk.
However, as soon as Qin Hai entered, two women sitting in a corner noticed him. They quickly gathered and began to whisper.
"Look, he's just coming now. He's already an hour late."
"I really don't understand how he managed to get into our company. I heard he only has a junior high school education, and not long ago, he was still working as a laborer on a construction site. It's strange that our company would accept someone like him. Sitting in the same office with him, I feel embarrassed!"
"It must be connections. What else could it be?"
"Let's not talk about it. Our marketing department relies on skills. With his background, if he can't bring in clients, he'll be fired sooner or later."
Qin Hai had exceptional hearing, catching every word of their hushed conversation. After hearing their comments, he furrowed his brows, realizing that his situation in the company might not be that favorable.
At that moment, a slender and beautiful woman walked into the marketing department. Seeing her, Qin Hai quickly walked over.肖玲玲 noticed Qin Hai coming and pulled her over.
"Look, Qinhai, you're late again today. I'm going to tell Director Jian."
A girl in her twenties popped up from behind Qin Hai, and the serious expression on her fair and tender face seemed a bit pretended, because the bright and clear eyes still carried an uncontrollable joy.
The girl was petite, probably only up to Qin Hai's shoulder, but very sweet and cute.
Qin Hai smiled, "Little Bell, can't you change the way you say it? This excuse has been used three times already."
Qin Hai now fully accepted the memories of this body. He knew that the girl in front of him was named Xiaoling, a student at Chunjiang University. Like him, Xiaoling entered Yafang Group less than a month ago and was currently an intern.
Xiaoling had a lively and cheerful personality, the opposite of the previous Qin Hai. He was able to persist in
Yafang Group until now, thanks in part to the comfort and encouragement from Xiaoling during this time.
Hearing Qin Hai's words, Xiaoling immediately bypassed her desk, half-squatted beside Qin Hai, and carefully looked at him. Surprised, she said, "Strange, why do I feel like you're different from before?"
"What's different? Did I become handsome?" Qin Hai had a good impression of Xiaoling's lively and cute character and teased her, "Why don't you break up with your boyfriend and be with me?"
Xiaoling's face unexpectedly turned red. She reached out and gently patted Qin Hai's shoulder, complaining, "You, Qin Hai, have become bad after just one day. I thought you were quite honest, but it seems you're like those slick talkers. Hmph, if you keep going like this, I won't talk to you."
"Slick talker?" Qin Hai was surprised. "Little Bell, how do you know I ate fried dough sticks for breakfast and got oil all over my mouth? I don't think I've kissed you, right?"
Xiaoling, with wide-open eyes, stared at Qin Hai in astonishment, carefully examining him several times. Finally, she confirmed that she hadn't read it wrong. The person in front of her was indeed Qin Hai, the person she often bullied and who would blush from time to time.
She had never thought that this honest and straightforward watermelon radish would dare to flirt with her!
Xiaoling used a scrutinizing gaze to lock onto Qin Hai, suddenly nodded thoughtfully, and said seriously, "I understand now. Confess honestly, did you go out with the Second Group last night? It seems that what Weiwei said is correct. You men are all the same, full of sweet words."
The Second Group in the marketing department was different from their group. It consisted entirely of men who liked to go to nightclubs after work. Qin Hai had been invited once or twice, but the previous Qin Hai had never gone.
Qin Hai quickly nodded and shook his head, "No, no, I definitely didn't go. Those places are too noisy, and the women there are too aggressive. I don't like it."
"Oh really? You dare to say you didn't go! How do you know the women there are aggressive if you didn't go?" Xiaoling's mouth pouted high, looking angry and heartbroken. Just at this moment, another person, a graceful beauty, walked into the marketing department. Xiaoling quickly hooked her arm and pulled her to Qin Hai. "Sister Weiwei, Qin Hai has become bad. Not only did he go to nightclubs, but he also bullied me just now!"