The Only One With a Mouth in the CEO Novel - Chapter 1: An Introvertndly Co-Friempany

Chapter 1: An Introvertndly Co-Friempany

Ye Jin had crossed over.

From being an overworked drudge in one world to becoming an overworked drudge in Another World.

She flipped off the office building in front of her before walking in to start work.

In her original world, Ye Jin had been a self-media content creator.

She had painstakingly built an account with millions of followers, only to have the company she signed with seize her account and kick her out of the team.

Just as she was feeling dejected, she inexplicably found herself in Another World.

In this world, she was still called Ye Jin and looked almost identical, though her life experiences were somewhat different.

Here, she was an ordinary graduate from a top university, renting a small apartment outside the Third Ring Road, and had just received her first job offer.

An internship position as a secretary assistant. Today was her first day.

The new company was located in the bustling city center, with towering skyscrapers housing countless workers who flocked there from all directions.

Ye Jin stood in the elevator queue in the lobby.

Something felt strange here.

The spacious first-floor lobby had at least a hundred people waiting for elevators, yet no one was speaking. Everyone remained silent, with only the sounds of elevator operations and card readers breaking the stillness.

Ye Jin’s destination was the 38th floor.

As the elevator ascended, fewer people remained inside until only Ye Jin was left.

She saw her reflection in the elevator doors.

Dressed in the classic black-white-gray office worker attire, wearing light makeup, her long straight hair tied into a low ponytail, with an old pair of black-framed glasses concealing part of her beauty.

Thinking about starting her new job, Ye Jin attempted a friendly smile at her reflection.

…It looked terrible.

Her expression immediately fell.

Ye Jin had purposely arrived over twenty minutes early.

But upon arrival, she discovered that almost all workstations in the office were already occupied, with thick stacks of documents piled on every desk as people buried themselves in work.

Someone noticed Ye Jin and walked straight toward her.

The female employee appeared quite young, with a round face and fair, smooth skin—though her dark circles were somewhat noticeable, giving her a panda-like appearance.

Their eyes met.

The panda-like girl gave a slight nod to Ye Jin before walking past her.

Ye Jin figured it probably meant… she should follow?

So Ye Jin followed.

The HR department downstairs maintained the same oppressive atmosphere, with everyone focused on their own tasks and no one speaking to each other.

Ye Jin handed over her prepared onboarding documents.

The HR representative took them without speaking, performed some computer operations, then handed Ye Jin a temporary employee badge and an onboarding package.

And then?

Ye Jin stood there, staring blankly at the HR person.

She somehow interpreted three words from the HR person’s expression: Anything else?

When in Rome, Ye Jin tried her best to convey with her eyes: That’s it? No welcome to the company? No important notices? No introduction to new colleagues? No job description?

Perhaps Ye Jin was trying to express too much at once, because the other person didn’t understand any of it.

Her sleeve was tugged.

The panda-like girl signaled with her eyes for Ye Jin to follow her.

They really were communicating entirely through eye contact.

How strange.

For now, Ye Jin could only think of two possible explanations.

One: This was an introvert-friendly company, with all employees being socially anxious.

Two: This wasn’t an ordinary transmigration—perhaps she’d stumbled into some kind of rules-based horror infinite flow scenario, like people mysteriously dying just for speaking in the office.

Returning to her workstation, Ye Jin opened the new employee welcome package.

On top was an envelope, beneath it a notebook, along with two gel pens, a voice recorder, an umbrella, and a water bottle.

Ye Jin opened the envelope:

Dear new colleague, welcome to our team…

After reading through it, she found all the information the HR department had skipped over earlier.

The letter also included the company intranet user guide, along with her login credentials.

Ye Jin booted up her computer and logged in, discovering the internal site was essentially a miniature virtual company.

Its functionality was remarkably comprehensive, particularly two features named Clairvoyance and Clairaudience.

Clairvoyance functioned like an internal search engine—a corporate Baidu—allowing keyword searches across all intranet content.

Clairaudience let users set up keyword alerts, instantly pushing notifications to their homepage whenever related terms appeared.

It even thoughtfully displayed a QR code for Ye Jin to download the mobile version.

…This was arguably more efficient than offline communication.

But surely this couldn’t explain why everyone was socially anxious.

Unless… she really had transmigrated into an infinite flow novel.

Ye Jin felt an inexplicable thrill.

As a seasoned reader of Green Jiang literature, she professionally searched several keywords:

Horror, death, silence.

But none revealed the supernatural phenomena described in infinite flow novels.

Instead, these terms were highly associated with someone called Boss Gu.

Some messages were even posted this morning:

[Boss Gu is in today—everyone keep quiet.

OMG I think Boss Gu’s glare could actually kill someone.

Boss Gu glanced at me earlier and my knees are still shaking.]

…Excellent. Just a ruthless capitalist then. She was doomed.

—

Ye Jin soon received her first assignment.

Someone named Yan Rong sent over a project budget for her to organize and verify.

All required information was retrievable from the company intranet, though the process was tedious.

Yan Rong gave her four hours to complete it.

Ye Jin acknowledged receipt and got to work.

About two and a half hours later, having mostly finished, she stretched and reached for her water bottle only to find it empty.

She stood to refill it and noticed a male colleague struggling with a water dispenser replacement.

The man looked frail, his wrists thinner than Ye Jin’s, wobbling dangerously under the water jug’s weight as if he might collapse any second.

Then the accident happened.

With a loud crash, the water barrel bounced twice before rolling into a corner.

The male colleague clutched his foot, face contorted in pain.

Nearby coworkers glanced over at the noise, then offered encouraging looks:

Hang in there! Don’t make a sound!

True to expectations, sweat beaded on his forehead from the pain, but he stubbornly refused to utter a sound.

How dedicated.

Ye Jin regarded him with newfound respect.

…Are you okay?

She couldn’t help speaking up, approaching to help him stand. Can you get up?

The male colleague stared in shock that Ye Jin dared speak aloud in the office.

He shook his head to indicate he was fine.

Ye Jin: Let me help you change it. You should rest.

Ye Jin bent down and with one strong motion, lifted the water barrel onto her shoulder, then precisely placed it onto the water dispenser.

Not even slightly out of breath, she turned and continued with concern: Is your foot really okay? Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up? Try moving it yourself—did you injure any bones?

It wasn’t that Ye Jin was particularly kind or selfless.

She hadn’t found a chance to speak all day and was practically bursting.

The male colleague just kept shaking his head and backing away, treating Ye Jin like some kind of monster, occasionally casting fearful glances toward the boss’s office.

No problem, no need to thank me, Ye Jin said.

But in reality, this male colleague had no intention of thanking her at all.

He looked as if he wished he could vanish on the spot.

And indeed, he did just that—his retreating, limping figure was the very picture of fleeing in panic.

–

The office door was half-open.

President Gu?

Yan Rong looked puzzled at the tall figure in front of him, squinting as he strained to see into the distance before noticing the scene unfolding in the pantry.

Yan Rong explained, That’s the intern who just started today, named Ye Jin.

As expected, he received no response.

Yan Rong added, This is my work computer and the login password. All work-related documents are inside.

Only then did Gu Chenxi turn around, take the laptop Yan Rong handed him, and raise a hand to signal him to leave.

Before lunch, Ye Jin sent over the completed work.

After having a simple meal in the company cafeteria, she brewed herself a cup of coffee and began using her clairvoyance ability to observe the office gossip.

That’s how Ye Jin learned that the President’s Office was currently selecting candidates for the Chief Assistant position. Whoever got selected would immediately be promoted one rank, with their salary and benefits doubled.

Most importantly, they would also get the chance to impress the boss every day.

No wonder that guy didn’t make a sound even when he hurt his foot.

He was just too eager to advance.

Ye Jin chuckled inexplicably, treating it as nothing more than a bit of amusement.

Then she received a new work email.

Yan Rong to Ye Jin:

The work this morning was completed very well.

This afternoon, please compile the information in the attached spreadsheet. Accuracy is required—no mistakes allowed. Provide as much detail as possible.

When Ye Jin opened the spreadsheet, she was met with a dense grid full of detailed information waiting to be filled in.

But the people in this company hardly spoke—even communication was a problem.

Ye Jin’s vision went dark.

Ye Jin to Yan Rong:

Yan Rong to Ye Jin
Ye Jin recalled a message.

Ye Jin to Yan Rong:

Okay, got it