Scene 1: The First Clash (The First Meet)

​Location: A busy, bustling street in Beijing. A light, misty rain is falling, making the asphalt glisten under the streetlights.

Atmosphere: Tense, hurried, and chaotic. The atmosphere reflects Sheng Feng’s internal turmoil after receiving the heavy burden of his father's failing health and the company's sudden responsibilities.

​The Collision

​Sheng Feng paces down the sidewalk, completely oblivious to his surroundings. Clad in an expensive tailored suit, he holds his phone tightly to his ear, his voice sharp and laced with anxiety.

​SHENG FENG

(Speaking into the phone, furiously)

"I don't care what the board says! My father put me in charge, and we are not delaying the launch! Figure it out!"

​From the opposite direction, Shao Yu walks calmly under a simple umbrella, closely cradling a thick leather portfolio filled with his hard-earned design sketches and reference files.

​Blind with anger, Sheng Feng abruptly turns the corner without looking. He collides heavily with Shao Yu. The impact knocks the umbrella from Shao Yu's hand, and the portfolio bursts open. Dozens of meticulously drawn fashion sketches scatter across the wet pavement, quickly soaking in the rain.

​The Argument

​Sheng Feng stumbles back, his ego flaring instantly. Instead of checking on the damage, he glares at Shao Yu, trying to deflect his own stress.

​SHENG FENG

(Angrily, raising his voice)

"Can't you watch where you're going? Look at what you've done! How dare you bump into me when I'm clearly in the middle of something important?"

​Shao Yu kneels down for a second, his heart sinking as he sees his weeks of hard work getting ruined by the water. He stands up slowly, squaring his shoulders, refusing to be intimidated by the man's expensive clothes or commanding aura. He narrows his eyes, his voice calm but fiercely dignified.

​SHAO YU

"The fault was entirely yours, sir. You were blindly rushing and shouting on your phone without paying an ounce of attention to the sidewalk. You should be the one apologizing for ruining my designs, not yelling at me to cover your own carelessness."

​The Twist

​Sheng Feng freezes. In his entire life, especially now as the newly appointed head of the company, no one had ever dared to speak to him with such blunt defiance. He stares at Shao Yu, stunned into temporary silence by the sheer confidence in the designer's eyes.

​For a split second, his ego wants to argue further, but the ticking clock and the pressing crisis of his father's illness pull him back. He scoffs, stepping over a stray piece of paper, and storms off toward his waiting luxury car without a single word of apology.

​Shao Yu sighs, bending down to gather the damp, ruined papers from the ground. He watches the sleek car speed away into the misty rain, muttering to himself.

​SHAO YU

(Bitterly)

What a strangely arrogant person... I hope I never have to cross paths with him again.

character- Sheng feng"ceo"-rude , selfish

xiao yu " employe- kind or cute

[Scene Start]

(Location: Sheng Feng’s luxurious, modern CEO cabin. It is drizzling outside, and the city’s high-rises are visible through the large glass window. Sheng Feng sits in his large leather chair, reviewing files with a stern, unapproachable expression. Suddenly, the assistant’s voice is heard from outside.)

Assistant (Voice): Next candidate, Mr. Shao Yu. Please come in.

(Shao Yu takes a deep breath, adjusts his file, opens the door, and steps inside. As he looks up, Sheng Feng also lifts his gaze from the file. Their eyes lock. A look of utter shock is clearly visible on both their faces.)

Shao Yu (To himself): Oh no! This can't be happening! This arrogant man is the new CEO here?! I should leave right now... but no, I really need this job. I won't back down.

(Shao Yu summons his courage, walks forward, and sits in the empty chair facing the desk. A crooked, arrogant smile plays on Sheng Feng’s lips. He places his pen on the table and closes the file.)

Sheng Feng (Sarcastic tone): So... you’re here? Honestly, I didn't expect the world to be this small. What did you think, Shao Yu? That after being rude to me on the street that day, you’d even get to set foot in this company? Or is this some new scheme of yours?

Shao Yu (Looking him straight in the eye, unafraid): Sir, I wasn't the one being rude. Just because you drive a big car doesn't mean other people on the road don't deserve respect. And as for being here—I came because of my qualifications and my need for this job, not because of some scheme. I stand by what I said—the mistake on the road that day was yours.

Sheng Feng (suppressing his anger, his voice deepening): How dare you speak to me in that tone? Do you even realize who you are sitting in front of? Your career could be over in an instant.

Shao Yu (in a calm yet firm voice): I know, sir. You are the CEO of this company, and I am just a lowly candidate. But the need for a job cannot force me to sell my self-respect. If the price of speaking the truth is rejection, then so be it.

(A heavy silence falls over the cabin. Sheng Feng clenches his fists, yet deep down, he begins to feel impressed by Shao Yu’s fearless and honest demeanor. No one had ever challenged him like this before.)

Sheng Feng (after a few seconds of silence, in a cool tone): I didn't like your attitude... but your courage is commendable. Sit down. Let's see what your file is really worth.

[Scene Ends]

What twist should we introduce next?

How is Shao Yu's first day at the office?

Does Sheng Feng deliberately give him a lot of work just to trouble him?

Scene 3: The Early Days at the Office & Sheng Feng's Harsh Treatment (The Hard Work & Pranks)

Location: A fashion company's office. Time: 10:45 PM. The entire building is almost empty. Only the dim hallway lights are on, and one desk lamp still glows—Shao Yu's.

Shao Yu sits quietly in front of his computer, completely focused on his designs. Dark circles are beginning to form under his eyes from endless late nights. Every now and then, he stretches his neck, takes a sip of water, and continues working without a single complaint.

Inside his office, Sheng Feng watches everything through the CCTV monitor.

Sheng Feng (thinking):

"Let's see... how long you can keep this up."

The Next Morning

As soon as Shao Yu arrives, he finds a huge stack of files waiting on his desk.

Sheng Feng (coldly):

"Review every one of these designs before this evening. I don't want to see a single mistake."

Without saying a word, Shao Yu nods and immediately gets to work.

A little later...

Sheng Feng:

"Go get me a black coffee. No sugar."

Shao Yu quietly brings the coffee.

After taking one sip, Sheng Feng places the cup back on his desk.

Sheng Feng:

"It's cold. Bring me another one."

Shao Yu simply nods and goes again, never arguing.

Just as the workday is about to end, Sheng Feng drops another thick file onto Shao Yu's desk.

Sheng Feng:

"I have a meeting at 9 AM tomorrow. Finish this entire presentation tonight."

The other employees exchange uneasy glances. Everyone knows Sheng Feng is doing this on purpose, but no one has the courage to speak against him.

One senior designer quietly walks over to Shao Yu.

Senior Designer:

"If you want, I can help you finish some of the work."

Shao Yu smiles gently and shakes his head.

Shao Yu:

"Thank you... but I'll manage."

Late That Night

It's almost 11 PM.

The office is silent except for the sound of keyboard clicks. Outside, light rain begins to fall against the windows.

Shao Yu is still working.

His eyes are heavy with exhaustion, yet his focus never wavers.

At that moment, Sheng Feng steps out of his office.

He notices that Shao Yu is still sitting at his desk.

For a few moments, he silently watches him.

Despite the endless workload, constant humiliation, and deliberate pressure...

Not once has Shao Yu complained.

Not once has he argued.

Not once has he given up.

For the first time, the cold expression on Sheng Feng's face begins to soften.

Sheng Feng (thinking):

"What is this guy made of...?"

Shao Yu briefly looks up, meets Sheng Feng's eyes for a second, then quietly returns to his work without saying a word.

Sheng Feng walks back into his office.A small spark of respect has begun to grow inside his heart—though he refuses to admit it.

The silent office remained a battleground of pride, and neither of them was willing to back down."