Chapter 71

At Storm Group.

Ben and a few of his bodyguards came in first.

The receptionists quickly greeted, “Mr. Landor, Good morning…”

The last word was abruptly stuck in their throats.

They thought, “Oh my god…

What’s this dazzling white light?

We are about to go blind!”

The white light quickly flashed past.

The girls at the reception were all silent for five minutes.

Later, someone among them asked in a daze, “Was that… Mr. Landor just now?”

Another girl responded in a more dazed voice, “It seems so.”

Everyone at the reception looked at each other in dismay.

They were shocked because the change in Ben was not normal at all.

He seemed to have transformed into a different person.

“Do you want me to accompany you to the Programming Department?” In the elevator, Ben asked as he arched an eyebrow at Susan.

Susan hurriedly shook her head. “No, you don’t need to.”

“Are you shy?” Ben frowned.

Susan glanced at Ben, gritted her teeth, and nodded in reply. She thought to herself, “What a stupid question!

If he thinks I’m shy, so be it!

It’s better than being stared at by my colleagues when Ben accompanies me there.”

Ben chuckled.

Suddenly, he reached out calmly to take off his coat.

“What do you want to do?” Susan asked as she gaped at him.

Ben took off his coat and casually draped it over Susan. “Put it on. It’s cold.”

He still remembered one thing Susan had recorded in her diary.

It suddenly became freezing that day. Susan happened to be in her period and was so weak that she could only lean over the desk.

Unexpectedly, Timothy, who had always been aloof, took off his coat and draped it over Susan.

Ben couldn’t believe Susan was so touched by this that she burst into tears and was thus even more devoted to Timothy!

When Ben had read this, he was speechless.

He thought, “It was just a coat. How could she be so moved?

I can give her my coat every day from now on!”

The white sports coat was lightly draped around Susan’s shoulders.

Susan fell silent.

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Though Ben looked calm, he was secretly delighted.

He spoke in his heart, “As expected, this woman is moved.”

Looking at the expressionless Ben, Susan was stunned.

She could hardly believe that he had said the weather was cold.

It was a midsummer day with a temperature as high as 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

She thought to herself, “So, is Ben being ironic?

Does he want me to get a heatstroke?

Is this some sort of punishment?

– JM MM M But he doesn’t have to do this.

There’s air conditioning in the office.”

After a while, Susan finally uttered, “Thank you.”

Right at this moment, the elevator reached the floor where the Programming Department was located.

Ben slightly raised his chin and said, “Go.”

Susan left in a hurry.

No one knew how flustered she was now!

She would rather be directly told off by Ben than rack her brains to guess his intentions.

At the Programming Department.

As soon as Susan entered the office, everyone fixed their eyes on her.

Susan felt uncomfortable under their gazes. She asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Jaron raised his mobile phone and said, “Susan, it has been spread in the group chat of our company that Mr. Landor seems to have suffered a terrible blow!”

“What terrible blow?” Someone retorted, “I heard that Mr. Landor is just too excited after accomplishing a big project.”

“No way! What big project can delight Mr. Landor so much? In my opinion, an alien from outer space must have visited Mr. Landor last night and implanted a chip in his brain, causing such a drastic change in his temperament.”

“An alien? That’s possible. Maybe it’s not a chip but a system that has been implanted, just like in some fiction. It’s this system that compelled Mr. Landor to change his look!”

ith it.”

“Although your idea sounds a little absurd, I agree with it.”

A group of geeks started a heated discussion about the possibility of aliens‘ arrival.

Some were in favor of the idea of chip implantation while the others were for the system.

By their side, Susan was speechless.

JMMM M Neither faction among the crowd could convince the other, so they finally turned to look at Susan in unison.

“Tell us, Susan, did the alien implant a chip or a system?”

Susan said helplessly, “Do you think there’s such a possibility that it’s not an alien but an immortal who transformed him?”

The office immediately fell silent.

Susan raised her eyebrows and thought this flock of nerds finally realized how boring they were.

However, the office was in an uproar again at the next moment.

“That’s right! Why didn’t I think of that?”

“Since we can consider the existence of aliens, why did we rule out the possibility that someone can become an immortal through cultivation?”

“As expected of Susan! She has provided us with a brand new idea. If it was an immortal who guided Mr. Landor, could it be that his white shirt is a magic tool?”

Susan was speechless.

She often felt out of place among this group of people since she was not silly enough.

This flock of geeks argued for a long time before a sharp–eyed one among them eventually noticed the sports coat that Susan had placed next to her bag.

He couldn’t help but ask, “Susan, isn’t this Mr. Landor’s coat?”

“What? Let me have a look at it and see if it’s a magic coat.”

The crowd observed the coat for a long time as if they were studying a holy relic and finally confirmed that it was indeed only an ordinary coat except for its expensive price.

TY As a result, they were in favor of the theory of aliens once again.

Susan had no choice but to put on her earphones to block out the noise.

She had also joined several group chats of the company.

She turned on her phone, only to find that each group chat had over a thousand new messages.

Everyone in the group chat was discussing Ben’s changes.

Susan had thought that the nerds in the Programming Department were already strange. enough to put forward speculations about the aliens and the immortal.

However, in the group chat, there were even theories of soul exchange, parallel time and space, and black hole devouring…

The discussion was in full swing.

These people’s imaginations were all wild and bizarre.

But this also proved that the tempest caused by Ben’s changes was not much different from the explosion of the universe.

Susan watched the discussions in various group chats for a while, feeling them quite interesting.

Suddenly, there was a thump in front of her.

Susan raised her head in bewilderment and found there was a huge box on her desk.

“Mrs. Landor,” Ben’s secretary said to Susan with an ingratiating smile, “Mr. Landor asked me to send this over.”

“What’s inside?” Susan was stunned and confused.

The secretary coughed and said, “There are all kinds of materials in it. Mr. Landor asked you to finish reading them all today.”

Susan looked blankly at the one–meter–tall box in silence.

After a long while, she said hesitantly, “I still have work to do today.”

“Mr. Landor said that there’s no hurry to work, but you have to read these materials first. It’s best if you can know them thoroughly by heart,” the secretary replied.

Susan felt depressed.

She finally understood that as a narrow–minded man, Ben cared about the fact that she Cď MMMM had fallen for Timothy before.

She thought to herself, “Is this the real punishment?

Since it’s a punishment, I have no choice but to take it.”

“Got it,” Susan said.

After the secretary left, she took a deep breath and opened the huge box.

Inside it, a lot of documents and certificates piled up.

No one knew how long it had been since these things that were covered with layers of dust were last seen.

Susan casually picked up a certificate.

She opened it and saw it write, “Congratulations, Ben Landor. You’ve won first place in the Junior Group in the national chess competition!”

Susan was dumbfounded.

In the office, a smile appeared on Ben’s face when he learned that the secretary had given.

the stuff to Susan.

He knew from Susan’s diary that she liked straight–A students.

And she thought that Timothy was very good at studying.

Therefore, Ben thought, “However, after seeing those materials, she’ll know that Timothy Leen is nothing compared to me.

I, Ben Landor, is the real genius.”

As Ben imagined the admiration Susan might have in her eyes, the smile on his face grew wider.