Siheyuan: Master of Social Graces, Bai Ling Chases Him

Lu Yun, once a secretary to a provincial leader, transmigrated into the world of the courtyard houses.

He had just graduated from college, been assigned a job, and moved into a courtyard house when Third Uncle took over his room and even threatened to report him.

Lu Yun didn't argue with him. He went to report for work first.

When he ran into an older colleague who was throwing his weight around and pestering the leader, Lu Yun stood up and changed the subject. He smoothly combined polite flattery with a deft takedown, all in one seamless performance.

The leader was stunned on the spot. His colleague was so thoroughly bamboozled he could barely respond, and Third Uncle, who had been on his way to report Lu Yun, was scared out of his wits.

"Xiao Lu, would you be interested in becoming a deputy director and giving me a hand?"

"Xiao Lu, would you be willing to go to the steel mill and take a leadership position to help improve efficiency?"

"Xiao Lu, I'm short-handed and need someone to help me come up with plans. Come be my secretary."

Lu Yun strode forward, rising step by step with no one able to stop him.

With a wave of his hand, he took down the courtyard's scheming residents, while coolly watching the proud and haughty Bai Ling pursue him relentlessly.

By the time he came to his senses, he was already standing at the pinnacle of the era. Looking back on the past, he recalled the days when he had commanded the winds and clouds.

"Back then, I walked with both hands in my pockets. I didn't even know what a rival was."