Chapter 23: Disgusting People
Ruan Yi hesitated a bit, afraid that Fu Jingchen called because of some work-related content.
“But he is my boss now, maybe just answer for a bit?” Ruan Yi tried to press the answer button.
“What’s there to answer on a rest day? A qualified boss should be as quiet as dead on rest days.”
Hearing his serious tone, Ruan Yi found it a bit funny. “Oh my, I’m an intern. I’m supposed to be at his beck and call anyway.”
Just as she wanted to connect the call, a tingling sensation suddenly came from her lower back.
A pair of evil hands circled the girl from behind, fingertips reaching toward her waist to tickle lightly. He looked calmly at the girl in his arms instantly curling up like a shrimp.
Ruan Yi had many ticklish spots; her lower back, back of the neck, and armpits were all very ticklish. “Let… let go!” She laughed until tears came out.
“Stop… stop, I’ll just answer the phone and tell Fu Jingchen I’m not working overtime, okay! Ah! Hahaha…” Before she finished speaking, she was overwhelmed by a new round of offensive, but he always managed the degree very well, not letting the girl suffer excessively from the tickling.
Gu Zhi’s hand had already moved along her waistline to her armpit, deliberately tickling that spot she feared most lightly. His knuckles bent slightly, tapping gently in that sensitive depression.
Even though the person was almost crying from laughter, the movement of his hands didn’t stop, only lightening a bit. His tone, however, was as soft as coaxing someone.
“I booked Sister’s favorite Japanese cuisine. Sister hasn’t gone out with me for a long time. I can’t even remember when our last ‘Sibling Day’ was.”
Ruan Yi had long surrendered under his palm, paralyzed on the back of the chair panting heavily. Tears from laughter still clung to her eyelashes, and a slight blush floated on her cheeks.
Clearly just being tickled.
Sister is so… erotic even like this.
Ruan Yi laughed in anger. There was no such thing as “Sibling Day”; it was just something Gu Zhi blindly invented when he was little to make Ruan Yi take him, a little brat brother, out to play.
“Fine, I’ll accompany you, you childish ghost.”
The phone that hadn’t been answered for too long had hung up. New text messages came through the phone one by one.
[Xiao Yi, have you woken up? Matters at the head office are a bit busy recently. I’m giving you a few days off, paid leave. Don’t follow others.]
Inside the private jet, the man leaned back in the seat, his long legs crossed casually. He lowered his eyes, staring intently at the phone screen. His slender finger swiped across the screen, the corner of his lips hooking up unconsciously, a smile spilling from the corners of his eyes.
[Also, the ‘Stealing Skills… Little Notebook’ you left in the car, I brought it with me. I helped you perfect part of the notes.]
Seeing the little doodles she drew in her notebook, various ugly Q-version little figures corresponding to different partner CEOs, the arc of the man’s lips deepened gradually, and an extremely light laugh overflowed from his throat.
His chest had previously been filled with irritability from having to deal with tricky matters, but thinking of the owner of these cute doodles, his mood was ironed smooth.
The assistant on the side revealed an expression like seeing a ghost. In his memory, the boss’s most gentle expression when dealing with important official business was expressionless. When had he ever seen such a nearly doting look?
In a trance, he even suspected the person under the suit and leather shoes had been swapped inside. Strange, it was truly too strange.
Ruan Yi’s ears felt instantly hot when she saw the text message.
So awkward… She would never write such stupid titles in this kind of evil little notebook again.
Who could have thought it would be read out from someone else’s mouth, and it was the subject of the “stealing skills” himself? Died of embarrassment.
While reading the message, Ruan Yi felt a gaze staring at her face without any avoidance.
“Not calling me to work overtime. The company might have some urgent matters recently. Fu Jingchen went back to the head office. I can probably take a break for a while.”
She looked up at Gu Zhi. Seeing him looking afraid she would run off to work, she smiled and explained patiently.
Gu Zhi’s face softened a lot. When he nodded, his eyelashes trembled lightly, his expression calm, as if he knew the answer in advance.
“It happens to be almost holiday time too. Can Sister accompany me properly?”
He tilted his head and leaned close, his eyes wet like a puppy’s, but the corner of his lips held a successful smile.
The wantonly upward arc of his mouth carried a slyness without any concealment because he knew how tolerant Sister was of him.
Tolerant enough to make him want to push his luck again and again, constantly testing her bottom line, until she fell completely into the girl’s alluring softness.
Inside the cabin among the clouds, the man’s brows locked tight.
“President Fu, the opponent’s attack is extremely targeted this time. The opponent tried to buy out the core patents of our subsidiary’s technology line through loopholes. However, the security department discovered it in time. The opponent didn’t succeed, but two key technical personnel were still poached.”
Fu Jingchen frowned deeply. The current situation couldn’t be considered severe yet, but not being able to find any information about the opponent made it tricky instead.
An enemy making dirty moves in the dark with unknown purposes—the most disgusting type.
Regarding NovaVoy’s development in recent years and competition with similar enterprises in multiple aspects, it was either a crushing existence or maintained a balance. The reason the backbone transferred back to the country was that they had already achieved basic monopoly in the industry in the main company’s country.
“Shift the investigation focus to domestic.”
Someone who had a grudge against him and was willing to spend money and effort to trip him up—who exactly could it be?
Capable of fighting a business war but obviously doing it deliberately to disgust him—such lunatics were logically rare.
“Huh? But the affected industrial chain is foreign.” The assistant was a bit bewildered.
The glass porthole reflected the man’s gloomy side profile. Without further explanation, he just glanced at the assistant, and the air pressure in the cabin seemed to drop instantly.
The assistant understood immediately. His fingertips holding the laptop trembled instantly. He hurriedly apologized and began distributing investigation work.
Why was the difference so big? He had clearly seen Assistant Ruan and the CEO interacting once.
Assistant Ruan was like a curious baby when she first joined, practically a “Ten Thousand Whys” during work, and President Fu turned into an automatically reciting Book of Answers.
If only Assistant Ruan were here.
After all, as long as Assistant Ruan was there, the CEO’s voice was constantly “pinched” (softened). How would a situation freezing people to death like now appear?
After a long time, the overhead lights in the cabin had been dimmed to the lowest. Only the desk lamp on the workstation was on, casting a warm yellow halo on the man’s distinct face.
The sound of continuous keyboard tapping for several hours gradually ceased. He leaned back into the leather seat, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly with a tired sigh.
The phone screen lit up. The man stared at the dialogue box that hadn’t changed. His thumb unconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone.
Still hasn’t replied to him. What exactly is she doing?
He wanted to know. Wanted to know her every minute and every second. Wanted to know what she was thinking and what she was doing.
Outside the window, the night was thick, but he clearly heard his own accelerated heartbeat.
Had it become uncontrollable to this extent? Even his breathing rhythm would be affected. The time waiting for a message reply could easily disrupt his state of mind.
But he enjoyed it, indulging in this loss of control.
He closed his eyes to zone out briefly. His tense shoulder line slowly relaxed in the silence.
The plan was proceeding step by step, but the heartbeat in his chest was like a runaway horse, smashing all calmness. Those strategic layouts ultimately couldn’t trap the surging emotions.
In the dream, if only you could be a bit more obedient.
The man grasped that slender figure in the illusion. The unspoken murmur in his throat turned into a sigh, melting into the long night.
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