Zhang Group.
President's Office.
A knock sounded at the door. The man, engrossed in the files on his computer, spoke in a clear, cool voice, "Enter."
"Have you eaten?" Shao Cheng walked in and asked.
Lou Yumíng didn't look up. "Is there something?"
Shao Cheng sat down in the chair. "I looked into the issue with the cold chain system last time. There was nothing unusual."
Lou Yumíng gave a low hum.
"However, there was something that surprised me."
"Go on."
"I thought you'd fired all those employees. I didn't expect you to secretly arrange other jobs for them. President Lou, this isn't like you. When did you become soft-hearted?"
Hearing this, Lou Yumíng finally put down his pen. "You're hiding things from me because you have this concern, and now you're acting sarcastic in front of me after getting your way?"
Shao Cheng snorted. "Don't play that game with me. I know you. Tell me honestly, do you have some other plans?"
There were no plans at all. It was purely because Song Xi had recently watched videos of several unemployed workers begging on the streets for their families and children, shivering in the cold.
Song Xi had cried uncontrollably, saying that it was snowing heavily this year, work was hard to find, life was miserable, and Heaven was truly unfair.
Lou Yumíng couldn't understand, nor did he grasp the reason for her tears.
Just then, HR had come in, and for some reason, he'd had a moment of mercy.
After all, it wasn't like he couldn't afford to support such a small number of people.
Shao Cheng, naturally, didn't know the reason, but he was quite happy inside, feeling that Lou Yumíng had gained a bit more humanity than before.
"Oh, right. Are you free this Saturday? The old lady wants you to go back."
Lou Yumíng frowned. "Because of the engagement?"
Shao Cheng nodded slightly. "I kept it from her for two days, but it didn't work out. Fortunately, her health is better now, and she didn't need to go to the hospital, but she's not happy. She's been feeling down lately, and I guess she still wants you as her grandson-in-law."
Lou Yumíng's tone was indifferent. "City A is not short of young talents. I can help you find someone suitable at that time."
"Don't!" Shao Cheng quickly stopped him. "You know Anna's temper. Once she's set on someone, it's impossible to change her mind. You might as well be heartless and make her give up entirely."
Lou Yumíng said coldly, "I've already blocked her."
"..."
Shao Cheng's eyes widened. "As expected of you, impeccable!"
He could already imagine Anna's expression becoming distorted with rage.
"So, are you going on Saturday?"
"We'll see," Lou Yumíng raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Do you mind if I bring someone else?"
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Meanwhile, at the photo studio.
"No, no, Teacher Song, you still don't get it. I told you, you need to stick out your tongue to lick your lips, be more seductive. That's how you'll look beautiful! Another take!"
A staff member complained, "Can we do this or not? We've taken more than ten takes."
"Exactly. And she calls herself professional. I think she's worse than an internet celebrity!"
Song Xi: "..."
She suppressed the raging fire in her chest and, following his instructions, licked her lips with her tongue.
Fang Ze excitedly slapped his thigh. "Yes! That's it! Your eyes should be more alluring, enjoy it. Pretend it's a man. Teacher Song, you must have dated before, right? How did you kiss? Do it like that!"
Song Xi: ".........."
"Teacher Song!" Fang Ze called out again, his eyes gleaming with a lewd glint. "If you don't know how, I can teach you."
Song Xi remained silent for a moment, then smiled brightly. "Alright."
Fang Ze was stunned, then immediately pounced forward like a starved wolf.
He grabbed Song Xi's wrist, a lewd grin on his face, and slowly moved his mouth closer.
"Stick out your tongue..."
But in the next second, Song Xi exerted force and shoved the entire lipstick into his mouth.
The surrounding staff were dumbfounded.
"What are you doing!"
Fang Ze quickly spat out the lipstick from his mouth. He was furious, but because his lips and teeth were stained with lipstick, he looked extremely ridiculous.
Song Xi's tone was light and airy, her gaze towards him like she was looking at a fly. "What's wrong? Didn't you want to demonstrate?"
Fang Ze flew into a rage. In front of everyone, he started cursing, "What are you, an insignificant C-lister, worth? Apologize to me now before I get even angrier, or our collaboration ends here!"
Song Xi said, "Oh," then, "Alright, as you say. Xiao Mo, wrap it up."
"???"
Fang Ze was stunned. "You stop right there!"
He rushed forward, but before he could even touch Song Xi's clothes, a figure suddenly flashed beside him.
"Bang—"
Fang Ze, not having time to react, was thrown to the ground with a suplex.
"Ah!"
He screamed in pain.
The surrounding staff quickly helped him up, shouting, "Help! Something's happened! Song Xi, it's one thing to throw a tantrum, but you dare to lay hands on someone!"
Fang Ze gritted his teeth and issued a threat, "Just you wait, I'll sue you to death!"
"Is that so?"
Song Xi's dark eyes, devoid of emotion, lowered slightly. Her exquisite features bore a chilling coldness.
"Mr. Fang, you harassed me in the workplace first. My assistant was acting in self-defense."
"Harassment?" Fang Ze sneered. "Who saw it? Did you all see it?"
The staff members shook their heads in unison. "No!"
Fang Ze said triumphantly, "You're slandering me!"
Song Xi took Xiao Mo's phone and played the video in front of everyone. "As for whether it's slander, I think my lawyer will tell you."
Fang Ze's gaze sharpened.
When did this bitch start recording!
His eyes flashed with ferocity, and he ordered the others, "Quick, go! Snatch the phone from her!"