Fang Yuan looked at Yang Li expressionlessly, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
With a ghost of a smile, she said softly, "Injections? I really haven't had any."
Looking at Fang Yuan's face, which bore no traces of the passing years, Yang Li gritted her teeth in envy.
From this close range, she realized there were indeed no signs of a 'plastic face' from Hyaluronic acid injections on Fang Yuan's face.
Despite this, she stubbornly continued.
"No injections? How is that possible? My mother is only a few years older than you, yet her hair is already starting to turn gray. Although we aren't in the same company, we're still colleagues. If you have any good secrets, don't keep them all to yourself."
Hearing this, Zhang Wen, who had been silent, spoke up with a mocking smile on her face.
"At your age, everything's about to shut down. How can you still act like such a young girl?"
Fang Yuan remained unfazed by the two women's taunts.
She lowered her eyes slightly, focusing on counting the bills in her hand.
Her fingertips brushed lightly against the hundred-yuan notes, creating a soft rustling sound.
Only after she finished counting did Fang Yuan slowly look up.
She responded coldly, "If you don't believe me, then so be it. Here is your money. Weren't you just discussing Wang Lin's plastic surgery? If you're really interested, you can go ask her yourself."
Having said that, Fang Yuan pushed a stack of bills toward Yang Li.
After Zhang Wen took the 2,000 yuan handed over by Fang Yuan, a flash of resentment flickered in her eyes.
She was a long-time employee of the company.
In fact, she was a veteran of Jiang Tai's finance department.
Every year before the Spring Festival, she was the one in charge of the red envelope distribution list and the counting process.
Not only that, but the portions for those who couldn't come in person to collect their red envelopes...
...also had to pass through her hands.
After all, whenever money was involved...
...there was bound to be some room for maneuvering.
This part of the process had always been a prime opportunity for her to skim some cream off the top.
By skillfully using various excuses...
...such as calculation errors or accidental omissions...
...she could give more to some and less to others.
In this way, she could pocket an extra ten or twenty thousand yuan in income every year.
This year, the task had suddenly been handed to Fang Yuan, and Zhang Wen was the one most dissatisfied with the change.
Seeing that Fang Yuan was completely unaffected, Zhang Wen said with a smile, "Oh, if you don't want to say, then don't. We only said that because you look so young it's incredible. Why get so angry?"
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but speak to the three of them, "Are you three here for red envelopes? Or are you here for injections?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng speak, Zhang Wen took the opportunity to say jokingly, "President Jiang, we're naturally here for the red envelopes. I just saw that Supervisor Fang is already thirty-eight and yet looks so young, so I said a few extra words. It's all my fault for making her angry."
Yang Li added, "Exactly, Supervisor Fang, we're all colleagues. If you don't want to tell us, then don't, but there's no need to suddenly pull such a long face."
Liu Min chimed in, "That's right. You're not a Little Girl anymore; you're in your late thirties. Why can't you take a joke?"
Initially, after hearing Fang Yuan's rebuttal, Jiang Cheng hadn't intended to intervene.
But these three... one could only say they were too much.
This kind of behavior is something one often encounters in the workplace or when dealing with eccentric relatives.
Especially those gossiping relatives.
Every time you meet, they start by saying something that makes you uncomfortable.
And in the end, they explain it away as just a joke.
If you get angry, they'll turn on you, calling you petty and unable to take a joke.
Zhang Wen's words had not only pointed out Fang Yuan's age on purpose...
...but had also indirectly complained about Fang Yuan being petty.
As the three of them talked, they didn't lower their voices; in fact, they deliberately made sure everyone could hear.
Their words quickly caused a stir among the people waiting in line.
"Wow, this Supervisor Fang is actually thirty-eight? I really couldn't tell at all!" someone exclaimed in shock.
"Yeah, didn't they just say? It must be the effect of injections. Just like those celebrities—one shot and you're instantly young again!"
"Women today are so good at deceiving people, especially the wealthy ones. Did you see the news lately? A Second-generation rich guy was scammed by a married woman! Do you think our new boss might be that kind of person too..."
...It wasn't just the people in line.
Even Chen Xueer, standing beside Jiang Cheng, had a look of utter surprise on her face.
Her initial impression of Fang Yuan was just that she seemed a bit mature and sophisticated.
She never expected that Fang Yuan was actually thirty-eight!
Originally, she had planned to tease Jiang Cheng in private about his very consistent taste in women.
After all, Fang Yuan and Zhou Ying looked remarkably alike.
But now, she was starting to have her doubts.
Given the age difference, Jiang Cheng probably wouldn't... Just then, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly gave a "ding."
"Special event detected. Please help Fang Yuan avoid embarrassment, Host."
"The system will provide a random reward based on the final outcome."
Jiang Cheng opened the Character Scanning System.
Yang Li (26 years old), Zhang Wen (46 years old), Liu Min (39 years old).
The charm of these women naturally didn't meet Jiang Cheng's standards.
Moreover, their privacy values were quite high.
Jiang Cheng said to the three of them, "You three aunties, why do you keep harping on age and beauty injections? Could it be that you really want them yourselves? Though, with your faces full of wrinkles, you really should go get some."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel like laughing.
To say she didn't care about her age at all would be a lie.
In the past, she had never imagined that there would be a day when she would be single and starting a new life.
She even occasionally fantasized about how wonderful it would be if she were as young as Zhou Ying.
When the three women heard the word "auntie"...
...their expressions instantly soured.
Especially the youngest one, Yang Li.
She had only joined Jiang Tai Company last year.
Because of her young and pretty appearance, she gave off a vibrant vibe.
So the HR Department had hardly hesitated during the interview and hired her directly.
Yang Li looked at Jiang Cheng with a bit of a grievance and said in a coquettish voice, "President Jiang, don't say that! I'm only twenty-six this year, how can you call me an auntie?"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng made an exaggerated expression, "You're only twenty-six looking like that?? To me, it looks like you three are older than her."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng looked at Zhang Wen and Liu Min.
"If Supervisor Fang is thirty-eight, then you two must be in your fifties, right??"
The most painful thing for a woman is to be attacked about her age and called old.
They didn't feel it when they were attacking Fang Yuan just now, but now that it was their turn...
...they felt a sharp pain in their hearts.
Yang Li's face turned pale, and she subconsciously pursed her lips, not daring to answer.