Chapter 122: Who Dares Bully Me?
Ye Zhile spent several hours writing this script. Once it was finally finished, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Ji Shuohan hugged him from behind. “When will it be my turn?”
“Don’t worry, there will be plenty of chances,” Ye Zhile reassured him.
The next day, there was no need to go back to the company. Ye Zhile took his team straight to Ye Zhijin’s office at the Military Department.
“Big Brother! I’m here!” Ye Zhile gave Ye Zhijin a big hug. Ye Zhijin patted his head. “Welcome.”
Ye Zhile showed him the interview content. “Big Brother, if there’s anything you feel shouldn’t be asked, we can discuss it. Also, this won’t be published; it’s just a simulation.”
“Everything looks fine.” Ye Zhijin looked over the questions.
“Good.”
Once the equipment was set up, Ye Zhile and Ye Zhijin sat on the sofa. Seeing Ye Zhile’s dead-serious expression, Ye Zhijin felt both proud and amused.
“Don’t laugh!” Ye Zhile glared at him, then began the first question. “Vice Minister Ye, how did it feel to first arrive at the border and live in a military camp?”
Seeing that Ye Zhile was serious, Ye Zhijin also became solemn. “The first time I went to the border was when I was nineteen, with my father. I didn’t feel much, other than seeing the constant casualties and hoping the war would end soon.”
Ye Zhile chatted with him as he asked the questions. Before they knew it, time had passed. They mostly discussed political affairs. Finally, at the end of the interview, Ye Zhile said, “Thank you for accepting our interview. We wish you a happy life.”
“Thank you.”
The camera was turned off, and Ye Zhile breathed a sigh of relief. “I was so afraid just now that I’d ask something I shouldn’t and the conversation would fall apart.”
“What did you want to ask?” Ye Zhijin teased. “Ask if I like Father or Papa more?”
“Hahaha… Big Brother, be serious!” Ye Zhile packed up his backpack. “My interview is done; I have to go.”
“Mhm. Bye.” Ye Zhijin nodded.
“Thanks for your hard work~” Ye Zhile gave a playful, deep bow. Ye Zhijin patted his head. “Stop being mischievous. Hurry up and go; don’t interfere with my work.”
“You got it!” Ye Zhile nimbly scrambled away with his team.
Back home, Ye Zhile began editing the video and writing the article. He was so busy he didn’t even eat dinner. It wasn’t until Ji Shuohan returned that they ate together.
“Look at this busy person, so busy he doesn’t even eat,” Ji Shuohan remarked.
Ye Zhile pursed his lips. “I just wanted to finish it all in one go while I’m still feeling hyper!”
Ji Shuohan put some food in his bowl. “I’ve noticed that your mood has been very hyper since you started the internship. You were even shouting about interviews in your sleep last night.”
“Really?” Ye Zhile found it hard to believe and covered his face. “That’s too much!”
“It’s not too much,” Ji Shuohan teased. “It’s just a bit funny.”
Likely because he had been staying up late to write scripts, Ye Zhile’s dreams were filled with them. He even dreamed that he went to an interview and became a very outstanding reporter, to the point that he shouted out in his sleep.
“Ah! How embarrassing!” Ye Zhile hid his face, unable to look anyone in the eye.
“It’s not embarrassing.” Ji Shuohan pulled his hands down to coax him. “It’s cute. You only shouted once, and it was quite muffled.”
“Well…” Ye Zhile was gloomily. Just then, Dudu walked over with his little mouth open. “Mama… love!”
“That’s right, Mama is lovely.” Ji Shuohan pulled the boy onto his lap and taught him, “Mama is the loveliest.”
“Mhm love! Mama!” Dudu clapped his tiny hands. Ye Zhile was amused and touched Dudu’s little face. “Dudu is also very lovely!”
Ye Zhile organized the entire interview and sent it to Rong Mo. The next day, as soon as he arrived, Rong Mo called him to the office.
“Your interview is quite good, but… the person you chose might make others have some opinions about you,” Rong Mo said bluntly when he arrived.
“I know,” Ye Zhile said. “So, this interview doesn’t need to count toward my assessment score. I’ll just treat it as practice.”
Ye Zhile understood that interviewing someone from the three main departments was extremely difficult. They usually didn’t accept interviews at all. Especially for “white” interns like them, they didn’t even have a chance to make contact, let alone enter the building. Ye Zhile could only interview the Vice Minister of the Military because of his special status.
While an interview is judged on format and content, being able to interview a Vice Minister would certainly result in a higher score than others. If it were only judged on the interview score, no one would believe that the company wasn’t giving him extra points. Therefore, Ye Zhile gave up the assessment points for this one.
Rong Mo hadn’t expected him to say that. For a moment, his admiration for him shot up. He smiled and said, “Alright. The company will select one interview from each group to analyze. Since your subject and content are both very good, I’ll recommend yours.”
“Okay.”
When the interview was shared in the group chat, everyone looked at him with meaningful gazes.
“This is so unfair. His assessment score is already so high; how are we supposed to catch up now?”
“Sigh, having a good family background is nice. Someone we can’t even get close to is his own brother.”
Shortly after they began discussing it, Rong Mo sent a message to the group, saying that Ye Zhile’s interview would not count toward his assessment score. It was shared only for everyone to see and learn from.
Rong Mo specifically emphasized that it was Ye Zhile himself who didn’t want the assessment points.
The person who had been muttering about Ye Zhile from the start was named Lin Xu. He was ranked third in the group. When the groups were assigned, he felt unlucky to be in the same group as the first and second ranks—both of whom he believed got their grades based on their family backgrounds. Zhou Ziyu was at least somewhat acceptable since his grades hadn’t caught up to Ye Zhile’s, so he couldn’t stand Ye Zhile using his family connections for convenience.
“Tch~ What’s with the act?” Lin Xu said dismissively. He looked at Zhou Ziyu beside him and said, “I think your interview is also good. Ye Zhile only got selected because of his brother.”
Zhou Ziyu said nothing. Looking at Ye Zhile’s interview, both the editing and the photography techniques were quite professional. The questions asked also had some depth; they were indeed better than his own.
Why did they have to be in the same group?
Ye Zhile naturally heard Lin Xu’s words. He glanced at the person but said nothing.
“Ye Zhile, don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s just jealous,” You Xun whispered.
Ye Zhile gave him a smile. “Alright.”
He didn’t think much of it, he just found the guy annoying. No matter what he did, the guy had to mutter something—he clearly had too much free time.
Back home, Ji Shuohan could tell at a glance that Ye Zhile was in a bad mood, as he was sitting by the computer looking gloomy.
“What is it?” Ji Shuohan asked him.
Ye Zhile let out a deep sigh, his face full of forced solemnity. “Life in the workplace is too difficult.”
Ji Shuohan leaned down. “Were you bullied?”
“Who would dare bully me?” Ye Zhile glanced at him, then stood up with a haughty air. “If anyone tried to bully me, I’d say: Do you know who my father is? The Minister of the Military! Do you know who the Leader is to me? I am the Leader’s spouse! How bold! You dare bully me! Take them away and beat them to death! Hahahaha…”
Ji Shuohan was in stitches, pinching the “little drama queen’s” face. “Our little grown-up should be that powerful. If someone bullies you, you should say: Do you know who my husband is? The Leader of the Empire! Try and bully me if you dare!”
“Hahahaha…” Ye Zhile laughed so hard he collapsed into Ji Shuohan’s arms. “You’re even more of a drama queen and more narcissistic than I am!”
Seeing that Ye Zhile was in a better mood, Ji Shuohan cupped his face. “So baby, don’t let yourself be bullied.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” Ye Zhile promised.
Translator’s Note: “Beat them to death” (杖斃) refers to an old-fashioned punishment from imperial times where someone is beaten to death with a staff. Zhile is playfuly acting like a spoiled concubine or empress from a historical drama! Also, Dudu calling Zhile “Mama” (麻麻) instead of “Papa” is a running gag—it’s common in some ABO novels for the child of an Enigma/Omega couple to use “Mama” for the Omega parent.
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