Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Best Inc. conference room.

When Song Guanting walked into the conference room with a face covered in a super pink white rabbit band-aid.

The executives' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and one of them happened to be drinking water at the time.

When he saw the little white rabbit band-aid on President Song's aloof face, he was so shocked that he spat out water.

Song Guanting glared at him, startling the executive so much that he didn't even have time to wipe the water off his face before hurriedly standing up to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song!"

After Song Guanting sat down in the main seat, Assistant Zhou immediately placed the report materials in front of him.

"Let's begin the report."

God knows how much stamina the executives must have needed to ignore the incredibly cute and girlish band-aid on President Song's face and not laugh during this morning meeting.

If you suffer internal injuries from holding it in, I wonder if that would be considered a work-related injury?

As a result, after the morning meeting, the group chat in the company exploded with excitement.

Believe it or not, President Song came to the company this morning with a band-aid on his face. The best part is, you'd never guess what it had on it—a little white rabbit! And a pink one at that, super cute and girly!

[I can vouch for that; those band-aids were so cute and pretty. If it weren't for President Song's cold, stern face and killer aura, I would have wanted to ask him where he bought them.]

[President Song actually likes such a girly style in private? Hmm, it seems I've accidentally discovered a rather eccentric secret about the big boss~]

[Couldn't it be bought by a woman? President Song, with his commanding presence, doesn't seem like the kind of weirdo who'd like girly pink.]

Speaking of which, I do know a little bit of gossip, it's just a rumor, I don't know if you believe it or not.

Tell us, tell us! We're really getting excited!

Two days ago, Mr. Song, who is always present regardless of the weather and never late unless on a business trip, skipped the morning meeting. Later, Mr. Song held an online video conference, but halfway through the meeting, a woman's voice came through.

What?! President Song got married? Oh my god, this is terrible news. Looks like I've missed my chance.

[Just because he's not married doesn't mean you have a chance! Wait, Mr. Song isn't married, is he? I've never seen him wear a wedding ring.]

[That's easy. With President Song's status and position, there are plenty of curvaceous beauties eager to be his sugar daddy. It's not surprising that he has one or two mistresses on the side, is it?]

[I never imagined that President Song, who seems so aloof and unapproachable, would be so playful and cunning in private.]

"These documents are ready; President Song will need to see them soon."

The female secretaries in the president's office were chatting enthusiastically in a small group.

Assistant Zhou suddenly appeared, tapping a document on the desktop as a reminder.

The female secretary was so startled she almost threw her phone away. "Okay, Assistant Zhou."

After putting down the documents, Assistant Zhou noticed the female secretaries' guilty looks and added another sentence.

"Playing on your phone during work hours will result in a 200 yuan deduction."

The female secretaries immediately lost their appetite for gossip, their faces contorted in distress: "No, Assistant Zhou, we know we were wrong..."

"You should be glad it was me who saw it. If it had been President Song, who hates seeing people wasting time during work hours, you would all be out of a job."

The female secretaries immediately dared not say another word.

Eating melon seeds at work has its risks!

*

No sooner had Song Guanting left than Meng Tang made a video call to her best friend.

She recounted the embarrassing incident from yesterday to the other party in detail.

Li Su was so happy that she burst into laughter on the other end of the video call.

"I told you not to call me when you ran into that gigolo Cheng Youjun. Otherwise, how would Song Guanting have had a chance to make a move? I would have just kicked him and sent him into infertility. There wouldn't have been all this trouble later."

Meng Tang had absolute faith in Li Su's skills.

Don't even mention it, I'm already deeply regretting it.

"I never expected to be so drunk yesterday that I blurted out the whole thing about transmigrating into a book. Luckily, given Song Guanting's way of thinking, he definitely wouldn't believe me and even came up with a reason for me. Otherwise, I would have died before I even got started and would have had to log off and say goodbye."

While she was making the video call, Meng Tang finished washing and dressing up, and gracefully twirled in front of the full-length mirror.

"I'll tell you the details after the script reading. I'm driving now, see you later, sweetheart~"

Meng Tang blew a kiss to the video.

Li Su returned the kiss with a flying kiss.

Half of Mr. Sun's investment has been received today. Meng Tang has already coordinated with Tong Tong and selected an auspicious day to hold the opening ceremony.

Today's meeting was the last script reading before filming began, mainly to finalize the script and allow the actors to get to know each other.

As mortal enemies in the original work, the two original owners disliked each other, but they shared a common characteristic.

That's the ultimate simp who revolves around the male lead, Cheng Youjun. When the two of them get together, it's a competition to see who can be the biggest simp.

This period mystery and detective drama had already been approved before the two of them traveled through time.

Since this drama was also filmed for Cheng Youjun, and the director was the original owner of Meng Tang's body, the original owner of Li Su's body, who was another simp, naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

In order to disgust the other party, the original owner of Meng Tang's body arranged for her to play the role of a vicious female supporting character who did all sorts of bad things and ended up dying a miserable death, being fed to wild dogs and leaving no trace of her body.

He even deliberately provoked the other party, saying that simps never have a good ending.

When Meng Tang transmigrated, she only sighed, "Who's more of a sycophant? They're all sycophants, so why look down on their own kind?"

Both original owners were standard stupid and vicious female supporting characters, so they shouldn't hurt each other or try to outdo each other in who was more sycophantic or more stupid.

At the company entrance, Meng Tang and Li Su ran into each other.

Both of them got out of the same car, just a different color, and parked in the parking space in front of the company, attracting the attention of many passersby.

"Wow, looks like last night's bathroom play was pretty intense. You came out with a neck full of hickeys?"

Meng Tang quickly looked down and said, "Where is it? I didn't even notice it when I looked in the mirror this morning."

As Li Su stepped forward and took out a band-aid to cover her wound, she exclaimed, "Your man is quite the schemer. No wonder he's a crazy villain. He's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Unless you have eyes in the back of your head, you won't be able to find them."

Meng Tang couldn't help but curse a couple of times as a "dog."

"Your husband is so pure and simple. That bastard Song Guanting took advantage of me when I was drunk. I'm afraid I'll die suddenly at my workstation."

Serving her sugar daddy is like working, and this is considered a work injury. She'll have to extort a lot from that bastard Song Guanting later!

Li Su clicked her tongue: "People who have a happy sex life shouldn't show off in front of me. You know how sickly Fu Jishu looks, he must be impotent."

“I’m afraid that if he does that kind of thing, he might accidentally die suddenly. He hasn’t even made enough money yet, and if he blames me, wouldn’t I be losing both my money and my life?”