Chapter 681: Chapter 679 Public Relations Team_1 Chapter 681: Chapter 679 Public Relations Team_1 Fear proved to be the greater motivator.
Not long after dawn, Fu Qian welcomed his first visitors.
The reason he said “first visitors” instead of “first visitor” was that in addition to the long-lost Brother Zetian, he even brought along an accompanying person.
This was a lady wearing red-framed glasses, who looked to be under thirty, clad in standard office attire, svelte and attractive at first glance.
She followed closely beside Zetian, clearly playing the role of a secretary.
Early in the morning, Brother Zetian, seemingly oblivious to his charming secretary, started interrogating Fu Qian with a serious face as soon as he entered the room.
“Where have you been all this time?”
Although it was just one sentence, the complex emotions embedded within it were quite audible.
“How should I address you?”
Fu Qian didn’t rush to respond to the interrogation but instead sized up the secretary, not missing even a single strand of her hair, as if he were assessing her taste.
“Asao Sakura.”
The beautiful secretary clearly couldn’t bear such scrutiny and replied in a low voice with her head bowed.
“Nice name.”
Fu Qian praised, finally turning to look at Zetian while completely ignoring his question, greeting him with a familiar tone.
“Haven’t seen you in a few days, have you been promoted? Congratulations.”
“It’s been more than a few days, and you still haven’t answered my question.”
Zetian showed little interest in pleasantries, immediately stopping the change of subject.
“Where have you been all this time? We had an agreement, but you didn’t show up for the tests that followed.”
“Do you know how much trouble that caused me?”
His tone grew more severe as he spoke, to the point that the secretary beside him started nervously clutching at the documents in her hands.
“Actually, I was about to ask you why the Night Watchman came looking for me the day after I accepted your suggestion?”
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Why they came looking for you, how would I know!
From Zetian’s expression, Fu Qian read this sentence, yet he continued to stare at the research scientist with a mockingly cheerful facade.
“You expect the things you’ve done not to draw any attention–”
Unexpectedly, it was he who was being challenged, and faced with such pressing scrutiny, Zetian finally couldn’t help but growl.
“I’ve been doing those things for a long time.”
Unfortunately, Fu Qian interrupted him directly, his expression turning into a cold sneer.
“I chose to trust you, and then I was forced into dealings with the Night Watchman at the worst possible time.”
“So? You suspect I’m the one who leaked the information? That’s absurd! What benefit would that bring me?”
Snapped at repeatedly, Zetian was beginning to grind his teeth in frustration.
“One thing I can assure you, Yasui Corp would never collaborate with the Night Watchman to go against you–uh, mmm!”
Although becoming more agitated as he spoke, his words were once again cut off as if something was stuck in his throat, leaving him only able to make choking sounds.
“Alright, step aside.”
The previously demure and reserved Lady Suzune stepped forward, halting Zetian’s revelation of corporate information.
Her face was now free of its former timid shyness, as she commanded authoritatively for Zetian to move aside.
And Zetian, unable to speak and turning shrimp-red, did not dare to protest and obediently moved aside.
Hmph!
Asao Sakura then withdrew her gaze, letting out a coquettish hum.
“Allow me to reintroduce myself.”
Turning around, she changed her demeanor in an instant, looking at Fu Qian with a beaming smile.
“Asao Sakura, member of the Yasui Corp public relations team.”
“Public relations team? You mean that public relations?”
Fu Qian listened with a look of surprise.
“Exactly, that public relations! Committed to maintaining the social image of Yasui Corp.”
Asao Sakura nodded affirmatively, admitting that she had indeed made that expression on purpose.
“I understand now,” she said. “No wonder you came with Brother Zetian.”
“The fact proves that my choice to come was correct. Zetian, this worthless trash, is completely unqualified to deal with you.”
Miss Sakura parted her red lips and unhesitantly used a pejorative descriptor.
Zetian standing next to her shuddered from the provocation, and although he seemed to have regained the ability to speak, he didn’t dare show any sign of objection.
This difference in status is stark, indeed Brother Zetian is just a disposable struggler at the bottom!
Fu Qian watched with a sigh.
“Mr. Darcy, first of all, please believe that your situation is of great importance to our company,” Asao Sakura continued.
“There is more than just me in our team. By coordinating with Zetian this time, we aim to handle the situation to your satisfaction.”
“Before that, however, there is one question that I need to confirm with you. There’s another employee of ours, a young man named Kunio–do you know how he died?”
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Upon hearing this question, Brother Zetian’s breathing unavoidably became finer, his eyes unblinkingly fixed on Fu Qian.
With that reaction, you’d be hard-pressed to deceive this PR expert, Miss Sakura.
Fu Qian snarked to himself upon seeing this.
Getting jittery over a little matter, and you’re still seeking fortune at the risk of danger!
However, Zetian’s intense nervousness also revealed a piece of information: he had most likely followed his own advice at the time and had not come clean with the company.
If what Fu Qian said now didn’t match up, Zetian’s fate would undoubtedly be visibly miserable.
“I remember now, the guy who liked wearing a rooster head mask? Of course, I know him.”
Fu Qian then slapped his forehead.
“He was killed by the Night Watchman.”
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There was an unnaturally quiet atmosphere in the living room, even Asao Sakura was momentarily speechless.
“Which Night Watchman?”
“Suzune Hayama. Hasn’t the Night Watchman reported this to you?”
“…What was the reason? Why would she kill someone?”
Miss Sakura remained professional as ever, only asking questions, not willing to divulge even a hint of what she knew.
“To cover for me. Kunio was very dedicated, realizing that Lady Suzune was coming to trouble me, he took the initiative to cover for me. By the way, did you provide a bereavement payment afterwards?”
“…So under his cover, you escaped alone?”
“Yes, I hid away for a while.”
“I see.”
Asao Sakura nodded, neither confirming nor denying.
“Thank you for your answers, just one last question. When we arrived, Kunio had only his head left, where did his body go?”
Indeed, it must have been Yasui Corp who cleaned up the scene.
“Then I have no idea, I certainly didn’t eat it.”
Fu Qian shook his head firmly.
“This I do believe, you’ve always been picky with your tastes.”
Asao Sakura subtly hinted at her understanding of Fu Qian’s circumstances with a calm expression.
“I’m very glad to see you back. Do you know when you’ll be able to help with the rest of the testing?”
Oh?
Fu Qian looked up, the other party’s smile blooming like a flower.
“As you know, the testing results of the Miracle Elixir are extremely important to Yasui.”
“I understand,” Asao Sakura said, and finally, Fu Qian nodded as if he thoroughly grasped the situation.
“Anytime.”