Dealing with Tigers


“CEO, this is Huang Juanzi from the reception, Huang as in yellow, Juan as in the female character…” I snatched the phone, that yellow female character was about to jump out and kill me, “Qi Yufeng.” “Xiaxia?” “I hate you the most! I wanted to give you a surprise, but that mean, sharp-tongued woman wanted to chase me away, now there’s no surprise at all, I won’t come looking for you anymore!” After a rant, I threw the phone back at her and turned to leave, hearing Qi Yufeng’s roar from the phone, “If you don’t bring her to me in three minutes, you can pack your things!” Ahahaha~ I straightened up, holding the bento, and strode forward, that woman was almost kneeling, drooling, crying, and snot flying everywhere, I… Although I hold grudges, I still want to leave a good impression in front of others. Since she promised not to spill the beans when she comes over later, I let her go. Watching her tremble in the elevator, almost wetting herself, I felt a bit sorry for her. When the elevator doors opened, a stern-looking woman was waiting for me. It must be Secretary Fang. She escorted me to the president’s office door, then turned to deal with Huang Juanyuan.

I pushed the door open and saw Qi Yufeng seated in a large chair behind a desk at the far end of the room. I walked over briskly. The room was so spacious, twice the size of my grand living room, it felt somewhat empty. What’s it for? At that moment, Qi Yufeng had an air of allure about him, indescribable. I admire this type of work-oriented man, but only when he’s serious. His jacket was off, his collar was undone, sleeves rolled up casually, and his focused eyes were on me. He set down his pen, removed his glasses from his high-bridged nose, and extended a hand towards me. For some reason, I didn’t want to take his hand, so I leaned against the edge of the desk in front of him. His gaze locked onto me, “You’ve made it impossible for me to focus on work.”

“Mr. President, it’s lunchtime now.” I almost forgot the main purpose. I handed him the bento, “Just one portion?” He examined the box, then opened it, “What’s this?”

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