ATPnovel Chapter 390: Beware of Workplace PUA_1
Chapter 390: Beware of Workplace PUA_1
Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Beware of Workplace PUA_1The sudden greeting in a text message caused Grey Farmar’s heartbeat to skip half a beat.
A few short words were enough to remind him of many things.
For example, the process by which he had single-handedly promoted Medea from a section head to the director of the external department of Cloud Biological Pharmaceutical, step by step. Because of her position, her stays in District 2 became shorter and shorter, but occasionally on such afternoons, they still peacefully took the elevator down together, walked into the company cafe, and sat down to use the rare time to talk about work, life, and their faith in the company.
However, he simply couldn’t figure out how Medea managed to survive with her nearly scrapped body under the pursuit of the Hunting Team.
"Medea, are you still alive?"
After a long silence, Grey tentatively sent a reply.
He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but the office suddenly felt colder, a coldness that was different from a drop in temperature, but rather stemmed from deep within.
The fear of the unknown, or more precisely, the fear of a ghost.
But he had still recognized the sender’s identity at the first opportunity, knowing that no member of the council would greet him with such an almost frivolous tone.
Yet ten full minutes had passed since he sent the message, and still no reply came. This made Grey shift from his initial panic to some anxiety. His mind struggled and conflicted; he feared Medea had indeed resurrected from death, but couldn’t help wanting to establish contact because...
If the rumors about Medea, the Pollution Master, were true, then he might be able to get firsthand information about the Void from her.
For the company, this was an important breakthrough.
...
"You’re not replying to the message?"
On the other side, Bai Zhu looked at the composed Medea who sat with her legs crossed, flipping through the midday news for District 17, seemingly without any intention of responding to Grey.
"Just leave him hanging."
Without lifting her head, Medea said, "When there’s something you really want to understand but receive no response, your state of mind changes, like a kitten scratching at you. The longer this feeling lasts, the greater its impact on your judgment."
Bai Zhu understood. She had heard the same theory not long ago and with a sure tone said, "You’re ’KFCing’ him."
That comment instantly stiffened Medea’s expression, and all her composure faltered. "Sis, that’s called ’PUA’. Where did you hear about ’KFC’?"
She never imagined that Bai Zhu, who always strived for accuracy, would one day utter such an absurd term in such a serious tone.
"Song Lan said it."
Bai Zhu also looked puzzled, "I ran into him the other day in the lounge and just happened to talk about this topic. He even charged me 50 watts for the lesson."
She didn’t quite grasp these intricacies of interpersonal communication. She had spent the first half of her life in a re
When anger surges to its peak in an instant, consciousness can experience a brief void, causing thoughts to become utterly scrambled and making it difficult to form a single effective sentence.
The only thing left in Gray’s mind at this moment.
Before his grand ultimatum was sent, the other party had already blocked him.
Whether it was the boldness of his ultimatum or his determination to regain the upper hand in the conversation, both were halted by that glaring red exclamation mark.
His footsteps felt unsteady, his left hand unconsciously touched his forehead.
Right now, it felt like throwing a punch to sound a counterattack, not hitting the enemy, and instead spraining his own back.
He was almost grinding his teeth to pieces, standing there, staring as the time ticked by on his phone screen.
Time was passing minute by minute, but it seemed the other party really had no intention to reply to him anymore.
Medea, that ***—!
She...
She,
How dare she!?