"Also, it's... a bit hard to breathe."

"And... my hands and feet feel a bit weak, like I have no energy."

"But when I make up my mind to help them find a way out, it feels a bit... impatient."

Director Xing hesitated as he recalled.

Chen Lizhou nodded, "Impatient, that's an emotion. How about the physical sensation?"

Director Xing felt more and more puzzled, "The feeling is... I feel energetic again."

Watching Chen Lizhou begin to write intensely on his own, for a moment he even thought Chen Lizhou was teasing him.

But Chen Lizhou's serious, even completely focused demeanor made Director Xing wonder if his own lack of seriousness was inappropriate.

"Old Chen... Old Chen?"

"Hey?"

"Chen Lizhou!"

Unable to hold back, Director Xing called out again, finally prompting the technical sales director to look up.

"Ah... Old Xing, you're still here?"

"Oh right, besides what you just mentioned, do you have any other feelings?"

Director Xing took a deep breath, "No more!"

Finally unable to bear it, he stood up, pointed firmly at Chen Lizhou, "I'm going back to work. You should also pay a bit more attention to yourself, your personal image, and handle your work... emails and such properly!"

Director Xing spoke in an angry tone with soft words, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

After saying this, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

—Boom!

This muffled sound was like a button being pressed, immediately drawing the attention of all the employees in the sales office outside.

Some people, upon hearing the commotion, glanced up then went back to fiddling with their phones, their faces showing a deliberately displayed look of dissatisfaction.

But there were also bold employees who tentatively asked, "Director Xing, is Brother Chen okay?"

Just before Director Xing had entered, the series of knocks and shouts had also drawn the attention of everyone in the office.

"What's wrong with him?" Director Xing replied irritably, "He's fine!"

Hearing this response, those who unabashedly focused their attention on Chen Lizhou's office breathed a slight sigh of relief.

They were not scared by Director Xing's angry demeanor, "Thank you, Director Xing."

"Thank you, Brother Xing!"

"Director Xing, take care. We'll also pay more attention to your projects. Don't worry."

"Brother Xing, what kind of orders do you want to do in the future? We'll keep an eye on it."

This could be described as a send-off with applause, making Director Xing feel inexplicably awkward.

In the past, as long as he put on a stern face, employees from various departments, aware of the hierarchical gap, would more or less be cautious.

But ever since Nan Zhubin's salon event, everyone communicated with him differently.

Currently, Director Xing couldn't clearly describe what this change was.

Although he could assert his leadership in critical situations, at most times—especially when facing people from other departments—he felt the atmosphere around him unpredictably lightened up.

To be honest, Director Xing didn't mind this change.

Listening to the rising voices in the sales office at this moment, Director Xing finally turned around and shouted again, "Why do you always ask me about your own boss? Pay more attention yourselves!"

He tightened his lips, turned, and left.

"Ah, okay, thank you, Brother Xing!"

"Take care, Brother Xing, come by and play often!"

"If there are any difficulties with the project, let's communicate over the phone anytime!"

Once Director Xing's figure had completely disappeared from view.

The atmosphere within the sales office seemed to hit a switch, abruptly sinking down.

Those employees who were just joking and laughing couldn't help but glance at the silent colleagues at their desks and then turn their gaze towards Chen Lizhou's office.

In the end, no one truly did as Director Xing suggested and "paid more attention," lacking the courage to knock on Chen Lizhou's office door.

...

Inside the office, Chen Lizhou stared blankly in the direction Director Xing had left.

After furrowing his brow in thought for a while, he began to comprehend, "He was angry."

He looked at his notebook.

"I should have called him back and asked about how anger felt at that moment..."

However, the feeling of regret did not trouble Chen Lizhou much as he turned his thoughts to Director Xing's parting words.

Then his gaze shifted to his computer screen. Though the email notification sound had been silenced by his adjustments, the [new email] alert remained lit.

Chen Lizhou himself had forgotten how long it had been since he last organized his emails, so he decided to open them.

He clicked open chronologically, most were from business partners, project clients.

He had generally assigned these to his team of salespeople to handle, but for the sake of courtesy, they still sent him a copy.

Besides these were internal emails he hadn't checked, thankfully lacking any critical content.

Those emails contained no substantial content, so Chen Lizhou simply opened them, skimmed the contents, then closed them.

Until he saw the first email titled [Hello Mr. Chen, I am a student of Teacher Su...]

He paused instinctively, then clicked open.