Chapter 94 Stomachache

Soon, the coach came over to announce the answer.

It was wrong.

Everyone was surprised.

This seemingly insignificant little game was surprisingly difficult to play.

This time, it wasn't just Jiang Nanfang; Zhan Beijue's desire to win was also ignited.

The location chosen by Vice President Gao had some interesting points.

The game ended. It was time to summarize the experience.

Vice President Gao took the stage, elevating from games to work, from work to life.

He delivered an inspiring speech full of motivational words.

So this was how education and entertainment were combined. Zhan Beijue was quite reluctant to see Vice President Gao retire.

After the speech, the games officially began.

The first game was "Plucking Things from a Bag."

The name sounded simple, but it was actually very difficult to execute.

Twenty-five people formed a circle with a radius of two meters.

In the center of the circle, an empty mineral water bottle was placed.

The entire team only had a one-meter-long rope.

Their task was to stand outside the circle line and use this one-meter-long rope to take out the bottle without touching its body.

As the coach blew his whistle, everyone started offering suggestions.

"How about tying a noose on the bottle like a ring toss, then pulling it out?"

"We can try that. As long as you don't knock the bottle over and the rope is long enough, it should work."

Just hearing it sounded unreliable, and it proved to be so when they tried.

Either they couldn't aim properly, or when they threw the rope, it knocked the bottle over. It was very difficult.

The crowd came up with many other ideas, trying them one after another, but none worked.

Finally, someone turned their attention to Zhan Beijue.

"President Zhan's arms are long. Why don't we hold onto one of his arms, lean his body forward, and then have him use one hand to grab the rope and try to loop it around the bottle?"

It felt like they were making a spectacle of him, and it was too unsightly. Zhan Beijue was quite unwilling.

But seeing the other teams discussing enthusiastically, he thought, "Forget it, to set a good example, for the collective honor, I'll give it my all."

"Okay. Let's try it."

Everyone rushed to him, grabbed his hands, leaned his body forward, and he held the rope to try and loop it around the bottle.

The result was the same as before: either they missed, or the rope, when thrown, knocked the bottle over. It was simply not working.

When there's no solution, time always passes quickly.

More than ten minutes had already passed, and everyone was anxious.

"What do we do? What do we do? I don't want to lose, quickly think of a way."

Jiang Nanfang adhered to the principle of not doing anything herself, standing outside the circle without approaching.

Vice President Gao went to find her. "Engineer Jiang, we're about to lose, why are you still standing outside? Come in quickly and help us think of an idea."

Jiang Nanfang replied without hesitation, "Isn't President Zhan here? He's so smart, let him think of a solution."

"President Zhan has ideas, but he still came to find you? Hurry up."

Vice President Gao grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of Zhan Beijue.

"There are only ten minutes left, hurry up. I don't care if it works or not, you have to come up with a plan!"

It was as if she was getting paid a lot by the Zhan Corporation and had to work hard for them.

Jiang Nanfang looked at the bottle, then at the people around the circle. Indeed, only Zhan Beijue was the tallest.

"If you lean your body forward, how far can you lean?"

Zhan Beijue didn't understand her meaning. "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Nanfang adopted a horse stance and leaned her body forward.

"If you can do this pose, and I stand on your knees doing the same pose, it saves at least one meter of distance in terms of space."

"With the remaining length, tie a plastic bag to the rope, and it should be possible to get the bottle out."

"Oh, right! Why didn't everyone think of that?"

"Quick, quick, President Zhan, let's try it!"

Regardless of whether Jiang Nanfang's idea was reliable or not, seeing that there was no time left, Zhan Beijue had no choice but to try.

The ugliest and most difficult pose he had ever struck was now.

He took a horse stance, leaned his body forward, the others held one of his legs from behind, Jiang Nanfang stepped on his knee, he supported her leg with one hand and grabbed the back of her clothes with the other, like a statue in a park.

Jiang Nanfang leaned her body forward as much as she could, then carefully lowered the large plastic bag from top to bottom over the opening.

Once it was in place, she shook it forcefully diagonally forward.

The bottle was captured.

Zhan Beijue pulled her back, and the crowd pulled Zhan Beijue back.

"Yay, that's great, we succeeded!"

The coach stopped the stopwatch. "Time taken: 18 minutes and 27.34 seconds. This is currently the fastest. Congratulations."

While other teams were still at a loss, cheers erupted from their side, and everyone looked over with envy.

Their teammates were very pleased.

"That's awesome! President Zhan and Engineer Jiang cooperated so well and were so great! It's all thanks to the two of you!"

"It's so fortunate to be on a team with you two. Come, let's take a commemorative photo!"

Zhan Beijue felt a moment of happiness.

But when his gaze met Jiang Nanfang's, he immediately averted his eyes with a look of disdain.

Jiang Nanfang felt a mix of joy and annoyance, unable to describe her feelings.

After the photo, Vice President Gao quickly took out disinfectant wipes from his pocket and handed them to Zhan Beijue to wipe his hands.

Then, he also wiped his own knees and tidied his clothes.

"Vice President Gao, if you have any summaries, please say them quickly."

Based on the team's collaboration, Vice President Gao quickly delivered another profound speech.

Everyone moved on to the second game, Minesweeper.

A large square grid was drawn on the ground, filled with numerous small squares.

Between every two adjacent squares, there was a mine.

They were given 30 minutes to send out one person to walk from the first square to the last, without repetition, without turning back, and without stepping on any mines.

This was not a difficult problem for the technical department.

Everyone did a little calculation and solved it with ease.

Then came the third game, the fourth game, and the fifth game.

Everyone was having a great time, and no one paid attention to Jiang Nanfang.

It wasn't that she was being fussy; after a morning of talking, laughing, and moving around, she felt exhausted.

Her stomach began to ache faintly.

Jiang Nanfang had a guilty conscience and really didn't want to continue.

"Vice President Gao, I'm really not feeling well. I can't play anymore. Can I go home early?"

Vice President Gao persuaded her, "Teamwork requires everyone. If one person is missing, a part of our strength is lost. It's only half an hour until the break, please bear with it."

"The afternoon session doesn't start until after two o'clock, so there will be plenty of rest time. Don't worry, I won't let you get too tired."

Only half an hour left?

Jiang Nanfang didn't want to give up halfway or dampen everyone's spirits. She could only stand among the crowd, holding her faintly aching stomach, just to make up the numbers.

Accustomed to seeking her gaze and opinion first when there were problems, Zhan Beijue couldn't help but look around.

Knowing she was pregnant, and having stood for a whole morning, she might be tired.

Seeing her dry mouth and pale face, and thinking the child wasn't his, Zhan Beijue was furious.

"Vice President Gao, what's wrong with Jiang Nanfang?"

"She hasn't been feeling well these past few days and has been forcing herself to come despite her illness to give us face. Fortunately, it's almost over. Once it's done, we'll let her rest. Engineer Jiang's physical condition is indeed a bit weak."

Her physical condition was weak?

She couldn't say that.

How long had she been back in the country? She had been playing with men, playing with women, and was pregnant. How could anyone call her weak?

Zhan Beijue deliberately wanted to punish her.

"If you're not feeling well, you need to exercise more, work out more, and sweat it out to feel better."

"Call her over. Without her cooperation, this game cannot be played."