The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 28

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She agreed on the surface, but whether she actually would was another story. In Mo Keyu's mind, keeping the family's tens of billions in wealth intact was more than enough.

Mo Keyu was set to transfer to an upper management position tomorrow, so she decided to treat her current team to a farewell dinner. After all, it'd be hard to see each other again once she moved up.

Mo Zhengtian had already arranged a private office for her on the 18th floor, newly renovated in a soft cream yellow color—just waiting for her arrival.

Her current department, however, was on the second floor. The elevators didn't even stop there, so regular employees like them rarely ever saw the higher-ups.

There was definitely a pecking order within the company: the higher the floor, the greater the status. Just based on what floor someone came out of, the guards downstairs would treat them differently.

"Brother Wang, I'm leaving tomorrow," Mo Keyu said. "I wanted to treat everyone to dinner tonight."

Team Leader Wang glanced at her and asked casually, "Leaving? Where to?"

"Transferring departments."

"Transferring?" His eyebrows raised. "You asked for the transfer yourself? Did you feel like we weren't treating you well enough?"

"Not at all. HQ arranged it," she replied.

"It's not like anyone was mistreating me, but Brother Wang, why do you always sound like you're trying to start something? I just want to treat everyone to dinner."

He let out an "oh" and flatly turned her down. "I've got plans tonight."

Truth be told, Mo Keyu was the prettiest person in his team. The only problem? She never tried to suck up to him. Even though he was just a team leader, he was still in charge, and most of the girls in the group would smile and flatter him. Mo Keyu was the only one who didn't bother.

Naturally, that rubbed him the wrong way, so he always made little jabs at her.

"Well then," Mo Keyu said, unfazed, and turned to ask the others. "Anyone free tonight? I'm treating everyone to dinner."

Most of them mumbled that they'd think about it—no one gave a definite yes.

"Alright. Just come if you're in. Dinner starts at 6:30," she said, then sent the reservation details to the team chat.

The dinner would be held in a luxury private room at Feng Lou. She'd eaten there the night before and thought the food was pretty good.

Some people had heard of Feng Lou—rumor had it that only company executives went there. Others had only glimpsed it from afar. It was said that a single meal there started at five figures. That alone was enough to scare people off.

Now, someone like Zhao Keyu—just a regular employee in cheap clothes—was inviting them to a five-figure dinner?

Who was she trying to fool...

After work, Mo Keyu arrived at Feng Lou. She'd already told Mo Zhengtian she was treating her coworkers to dinner, and he'd been all for it.

"Keyu, want me to come too?" Mo Zhengtian asked over the phone.

"No need, Dad. I can handle it myself. If you show up, what would people at the company think of me?" she replied. "Oh, looks like one of my coworkers just arrived—I'm gonna go greet them."

The colleague who showed up was one of the quieter types in the team—always head down, quietly grinding away at work.

Seeing that the only person in the private room was Mo Keyu, she looked a bit uncomfortable. "It's just me?"

"Looks like it," Mo Keyu said, checking the time. "It's already 6:40. Let's start eating."

The table was soon covered with dishes.

Most of the others hadn't come for three reasons: one, they didn't believe she could afford such a place; two, since she was transferring departments, they figured there'd be no benefit in keeping close ties; and three, their team leader Wang didn't go—so if they went, it'd look like they were siding against him.

As for the one coworker who did show up, she was just focused on doing her job. She saw the invite in the group chat and came without thinking too much.

Only after arriving at Feng Lou did she realize this was a super upscale restaurant—each dish shockingly expensive.

Mo Keyu treated her warmly. The two of them were stuffed in no time, and afterward, she said, "If you like the food, pack up what's left and take it with you. No need to waste it—I'm bringing some home for the housekeeper too."

Housekeeper?

The colleague wondered if she'd misheard. A new hire... with a housekeeper at home? But hadn't everyone been saying she came from a poor background?

"C-can I?" she asked, still a little unsure.

"Of course you can," Mo Keyu said with a smile.

"Thanks," the colleague replied.

She started boxing up some of the dishes. Honestly, this was the fanciest, most delicious meal she'd ever had. And Zhao Keyu—she wasn't at all like the rumors made her out to be.

Suddenly, Mo Keyu looked at her and said, "Looks like only one person from the team will still be around."

For some reason, the words sent a chill down her spine. She had a sudden, creeping feeling that something big was about to happen.

But she didn't ask. She didn't dare to. All she needed to do was focus on her own work.

One thing was clear, though—this girl who the team leader didn't like, who supposedly came from nothing... definitely wasn't ordinary.

The next day, Mo Keyu received her new staff badge.

She spotted her teammate Xiao Ya and greeted her with a friendly, "Hi."

Xiao Ya shot her a glance and replied half-heartedly. Deep down, she thought people like Zhao Keyu—with her kind of background—weren't even worth talking to. Besides, Zhao Keyu never did what she was told. Any time she was asked to do something, she'd just say it wasn't her responsibility. Xiao Ya already had a bad impression of her.

As she headed toward the stairs to go up, she noticed that Zhao Keyu—who'd been walking beside her—had suddenly disappeared.

Looking around, she spotted Mo Keyu heading toward the elevator.

"What the heck is she doing?"

She was stunned. The elevators only operated from the 4th floor up. From the 4th floor onward, every step up marked a new level of authority—everyone up there was not to be messed with.

Xiao Ya slowly followed in Mo Keyu's direction, curious to see where this girl was actually going.

She suddenly remembered Mo Keyu had mentioned she was transferring departments. She'd assumed that meant getting shipped off to some branch office. But seeing her now standing in front of the elevator...

There's no way... She couldn't possibly be... getting a promotion?!

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