What to Do, I've Been Targeted by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 17

Xu Sangning lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

Outside the door, Xu Qiexing was clearly displeased, likely making quite a racket. But perhaps because even losing one’s temper requires energy, Xu Qiexing, who had been pulling overtime for days, soon quieted down.

Xu Sangning yawned, closed her eyes peacefully, and drifted into a deep sleep.

Five minutes before the lunch break ended, Xu Sangning was jolted awake by loud banging on the door.

The person outside didn’t speak, but their irritation was palpable even through the knocking.

Xu Sangning yawned again, lazily made her way to the door, and opened it. “You’re so annoying.”

“Time to work,” Xu Qiexing snapped.

Xu Sangning studied Xu Qiexing for a moment. “Brother, you’ve aged.”

Xu Qiexing: ???

Xu Qiexing wanted to say he didn’t care about appearances, but after Xu Sangning left, he hurried to the restroom and scrutinized his face in the mirror.

Too much overtime had indeed left him looking haggard, but Xu Qiexing didn’t think his looks had changed much.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

——

By the time Xu Sangning sluggishly returned to her workstation, everyone else had already started working.

She glanced at Feng Xingwei beside her, who was staring intently at her computer, and fell silent.

Feng Xingwei didn’t have the ethereal aura of a female lead—only the resentment of an overworked drone.

Feng Xingwei sighed, leaned back in her chair, unscrewed her water bottle, and turned her head to find Xu Sangning watching her again.

“Are you always this busy?”

“Yeah, I’ve been working until 10 p.m. for the past two weeks,” Feng Xingwei said with a yawn. “And I even came in last Saturday.”

“Don’t we have weekends off?”

“We do… but some managers like to call people in on Saturdays,” Feng Xingwei whispered.

Xu Sangning frowned, crossing her arms in irritation.

Feng Xingwei set down her water bottle and went back to work.

Xu Sangning: …

The afternoon tea Xu Sangning had ordered arrived right on time. Everyone picked up their items and thanked her, making other teams envious and eager for Xu Sangning to rotate to their departments.

The department supervisor walked over to the box, peeked inside, and frowned slightly. “Huh? Nothing left?”

Xu Sangning shot him a cool glance. He probably wanted to voice some “brilliant opinion,” but given Xu Sangning’s status, he swallowed his words.

Xu Sangning spoke up. “You didn’t place an order, so I assumed you weren’t interested. Did you want some too, Supervisor? Then treat us tomorrow. This place is really good—I’ll send you the contact info. You can even use my VIP discount.”

The supervisor stiffened, but Xu Sangning had already sent him the details, leaving him no room to refuse.

“Is there a problem, Supervisor?” Xu Sangning asked, tilting her head in feigned confusion.

“N-no, not at all,” the supervisor forced a laugh. “I’ll treat everyone to afternoon tea tomorrow to celebrate Ms. Ye joining our department.”

He walked away. Xu Sangning turned back and smiled at Han Ying, who was beaming from across the room. Chen Xin’s seat was farther away, but he sent Xu Sangning three thumbs-up in the group chat.

Others stifled laughter—the supervisor, who had always forced others to treat him, was finally getting a taste of his own medicine.

Xu Sangning stared at the computer screen, arms crossed, lost in thought for a moment before clicking open the chat window with Xu Qiexing.

Xu Sangning: Can we set up an anonymous reporting channel in the company, with reports sent directly to me?

Xu Qiexing: ?

Xu Sangning: Instant reply. Seems like you’re not too busy with work.

Xu Qiexing: Just happened to be checking messages.

Xu Sangning: Our department head is pressuring people who’ve barely started their probation period to treat everyone to meals.

Xu Sangning: I’m afraid this kind of thing isn’t rare in the company. There might be other issues too. What do you think?

Xu Qiexing: Fine.

Xu Qiexing had no objections.

Xu Sangning turned off her phone.

Even with an anonymous channel in place, she still needed to make people trust her—trust that she would actually take action on their reports.

Her gaze flickered toward a middle-aged, balding man with a protruding beer belly as he poured himself water. He really was the perfect first target.

She looked away.

Xu Sangning pondered whether this counted as breaking character.

After all… while her persona was arrogant and domineering, she still had basic morals and a conscience.

Hmm, and since this part wasn’t in the original plot, it shouldn’t be a big deal.

Most importantly, if the female lead had to work overtime here every day, how would the plot even progress?

Everything was for the sake of the story. She was sure the System would understand her good intentions.

Bored, Xu Sangning spent the afternoon slacking off and drafting the explanatory guidelines.

The Xu family’s company had a 6 PM closing time.

Xu Sangning stood up right on the dot, only for that damn department head to walk over.

“Team One, I need you to stay a little longer and handle the materials I sent you. The requirements are in the message—don’t ignore them.”

Xu Sangning’s expression darkened. “It’s time to clock out.”

“Miss Xu, you’re free to leave first,” the supervisor said, looking at her.

Xu Sangning glared at him. “Do you want me to be accused of abusing my privileges to dump work on others on my very first day?”

“Is this document absolutely necessary today?” she pressed, frowning.

“Yes. Without it, I can’t proceed with the next steps of my work.”

Xu Sangning sat back down. Seeing her yield, the supervisor felt an inexplicable sense of triumph.

“So you absolutely need this today to move forward with your work, right?” Xu Sangning turned to confirm. “Because your tasks are also urgent and must be finished today, correct?”

“Of course.”

“Fine. Since the supervisor is working so hard, as a shareholder of Xu Corporation, I’ll naturally offer my full support.” She leaned back in her chair. “Once this document is done, I’ll sit right here and observe how the supervisor handles his work.”

The others exchanged glances, eyes widening in surprise.

The supervisor’s face stiffened.

Feng Xingwei looked at Xu Sangning in shock.

Those who had been frustrated about yet another overtime session suddenly perked up.

Now, it was clear Xu Sangning was ready to confront the supervisor head-on. He always loved scheduling meetings or assigning new tasks right at quitting time, making it seem urgent.

In reality, it wasn’t. Because the supervisor left at the same time as everyone else, and the departments they collaborated with usually didn’t receive updates until the afternoon of the third day—meaning there was no real urgency at all.

The supervisor returned to his workstation and gulped down several mouthfuls of water.

At half past eight, one team finished their work. Xu Sangning, holding a cup, sat right next to him: “I checked the backend records. Why haven’t you looked at the files I sent you two days ago yet?”

“Come on, let’s work overtime. Finish going through the backlog of files, and then we’ll tackle today’s urgent ones.” Xu Sangning deliberately emphasized the word “urgent.”

The overtime worker suddenly didn’t feel like leaving anymore—they just wanted to stay and enjoy the drama.

The supervisor glanced at Xu Sangning and caught the devilish smile on their face.