Chapter 36 [36]

Responsible

The Yuanjiang City Expo Center is the venue for this auto show.

When Luo Qingyue and her colleagues arrived, all the participating companies were making careful arrangements in front of their booths.

Mingyue's booth was located in the most prominent position in Area C, and its design adopted a "starry sky" theme.

The three-dimensional dark blue logo at the entrance, and the giant LED display screen directly behind it, prominently display the brand logo and attract attention.

The interior features pearlescent curtain walls on three sides, using a timeline to introduce the development history of Mingyue. There is also a rotating planet as decoration at the top. Bright white lights shine down, creating a mysterious and profound atmosphere with a strong visual impact.

The exhibition vehicles entered the venue one after another and were parked in designated locations as required.

The star model is the highly anticipated supercar XS600 – which entered the public eye after the competition between Lu Mingxiao and Li Heng and topped the list of most anticipated models at the auto show.

The actual XS600 looks even cooler than what I saw in the last live stream.

The display vehicle was obsidian black, with a pearlescent sheen in the paint and enhanced by lighting effects, making it truly captivating.

Luo Qingyue stood by the car with her phone, snapping photos incessantly, her thoughts drifting away into the distance.

Lu Mingxiao is driving, and she's sitting inside. It'll look really cool. I definitely have to try it sometime.

"Qingyue, let's put the car cover on."

As Xu Jie spoke, Luo Qingyue immediately responded, took the black unveiling cloth, and stood with her in front of and behind the XS600 respectively.

Tomorrow at 11:00 AM, Lu Mingxiao himself will unveil the details and provide a more comprehensive introduction to the world.

After setting up the promotional materials and placing the potted plants, I was busy all afternoon and didn't get back to the hotel until 7 p.m.

Exhausted, Luo Qingyue immediately collapsed onto the bed and sent a message to Lu Mingxiao to let him know. Xu Jie asked if she still wanted to go to the restaurant, and she replied "NO" without hesitation.

Xu Jie picked up her phone, opened the hotel's mini-program, ordered a meal for two, and had it delivered to her room.

While waiting for her food, Luo Qingyue closed her eyes for a short nap. Hugging her blanket, she received a reply from Lu Mingxiao.

She tossed her phone aside on the pillow, reached for it, swiped to unlock the screen, and checked the message details.

[Lu Mingxiao]: I'm sorry, my boss has arranged a dinner for me, so I can't get away for the time being.

[Lu Mingxiao]: I'll try to finish quickly so we can meet before you go to sleep.

Luo Qingyue, still half-asleep, sent him a selfie.

【Crescent Moon】: I'm so tired, I don't want to leave the bed at all.

[Lu Mingxiao]: Didn't you eat dinner either?

【Crescent Moon】: Sister Xu called, waiting to be brought to the room.

[Lu Mingxiao]: After dinner, once I've digested most of it, I'll take a hot shower.

[Lu Mingxiao]: I won't bother you tonight. Get some rest. See you at the exhibition tomorrow.

——

September has arrived, marking the peak season for car sales.

With major automakers making concerted efforts to showcase their new models and technologies, the Yuanjiang City Auto Show was born.

As the largest and most authoritative auto show in China, the Yuanjiang City Auto Show attracts tens of thousands of viewers every year.

Luo Qingyue and her colleagues arrived at the venue early. As soon as the exhibition hall opened, crowds poured in, and a lively and bustling atmosphere immediately spread.

Within three years, it has risen to the forefront of domestic automakers and gained a great reputation. The Mingyue undoubtedly attracts attention on its own.

Many car reviewers and social media bloggers started live streaming and stopped at the booth to share firsthand information with the public.

Luo Qingyue wore a business suit today: a white shirt paired with khaki trousers and black high heels.

Wearing a name tag around her neck and with her long hair falling down her back, she distributed promotional materials to every visitor.

With her striking looks and sweet, approachable smile, the live stream camera panned across her, and the chat section instantly exploded.

Phrases such as "Ahhh, the goddess is so beautiful," "This is my wife," "The most beautiful woman at the auto show," and "I need to know all her information within a minute" are commonplace.

Luo Hanzhou, who was far away in Dongchuan, clicked into the live broadcast room of Mingyue's official platform.

Upon seeing his younger sister's face, he was met with a barrage of angry comments in the live chat. He immediately sent a voice message to Lu Mingxiao.

At that time, Lu Mingxiao had just finished visiting the competitor's booth and was walking towards his own booth.

He tapped the voice call button, held the phone to his ear, and Luo Hanzhou's accusatory questions came through: "Is there no one left at Mingyue? Why do you make our Xiaoyue show her face in public? Look how hungry those people in the live stream are!"

Lu Mingxiao frowned slightly and opened the live stream.

It's no wonder Luo Hanzhou was so angry; he was also furious when he saw it and instructed Xiao Xie beside him.

"Tell the live streaming team to block the word 'wife,' and anyone who has any romantic feelings for Mingyue employees should be blocked and kicked out without further ado."

The Mingyue booth was right in front of them, and Lu Mingxiao's gaze was immediately drawn to Luo Qingyue.

He suppressed his excitement and walked toward her, only to realize later that there was a strange man standing next to her.

The man was slightly overweight and about the same height as Luo Qingyue. Luo Qingyue was showing him some promotional materials.

He had shifty eyes and slyly glanced at her three times with a sly smile; he was definitely not a kind person. Luo Qingyue kept half a meter away from him, speaking with her head down, not paying attention to the man's actions.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch Luo Qingyue's hand.

Lu Mingxiao strode forward, pressed down on the man's shoulder, and grabbed his arm with his other hand, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Surprisingly, a pinhole camera also fell from the man's hand.

Lu Mingxiao used all his strength to restrain the man, his voice as cold as frozen frost.

“They dare to make moves against Mingyue’s people? Did they even ask me for my consent?”

The man knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "Mr. Lu, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time."

"Their movements are so practiced, it can't be their first offense."

Lu Mingxiao scoffed, "If I spare you, will more women suffer persecution?"

The commotion was so large that security guards rushed to the scene.

After briefly understanding the whole story, he looked at Lu Mingxiao respectfully and said, "Mr. Lu, leave the person to us. Don't dirty your hands."

"It is a bit dirty."

Lu Mingxiao released his grip, and after the man was subdued by two security guards, he instructed Xiao Xie, "Retrieve the surveillance footage, collect more evidence, and get him imprisoned for life."

The security guards took the man away and sent him to the police station.

Thunderous applause rang in Luo Qingyue's ears. She knew that this was everyone's affirmation of Lu Mingxiao's actions just now.

Luo Qingyue looked up at Lu Mingxiao, her heart filled with ripples.

The initial shock had subsided, and she pulled a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to him with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Mingxiao took the wet wipe, wiped himself, and looked at Xiao Xu, who was holding a portable camera, beside him.

"You two switch, you stay at the booth and distribute the materials." He then looked at Luo Qingyue: "You take over the filming and recording."

Lu Mingxiao has more than one assistant, Xiao Xie.

Like this young Xu next to him, he always brings him to large events, responsible for video recording and editing.

Lu Mingxiao's private blog is usually managed by him.

Luo Qingyue took the equipment from Xiao Xu.

Having learned how to use it, he heard Lu Mingxiao say in a low voice, "Follow me, don't wander off."

Luo Qingyue responded, and it was eleven o'clock.

Unaffected by the previous incident, Lu Mingxiao calmly walked to the center of the booth, where the XS600 was displayed.

Movable barriers were erected around the booth, and the crowd quickly packed the road, signaling the imminent launch of a highly anticipated new car.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and Luo Hanzhou sent her several screenshots of the live stream comments.

So engrossed in her work, Luo Qingyue hadn't expected to receive so much attention. Afraid that her brother would worry or that someone else would be jealous, she quietly took out her disguise equipment—a baseball cap and a mask—from her bag and put them on.

Lu Mingxiao held the microphone, and Luo Qingyue stood directly opposite him, turning on the camera.

A deep voice sounded in her ear: "Golden September is the season of harvest. Thank you all for your anticipation. I am honored to have the opportunity to stand here and officially introduce the XS600 to you..."

Lu Mingxiao, dressed in a black suit, stood tall and straight, and under the spotlight, he was undoubtedly the most dazzling presence in the entire venue.

Countless cell phones and cameras were pointed at him. Luo Qingyue held her breath and watched through the camera screen as he lifted the curtain. The appearance of the obsidian black XS600 elicited gasps of amazement.

When Lu Mingxiao introduced himself, his voice was magnetic, his pace was unhurried, and he had a broadcasting tone.

Luo Qingyue didn't quite understand many of the technical terms because they came from his mouth. Having witnessed the XS600's performance on the track, she was convinced that this car had no rivals among its competitors and was practically invincible.

The press conference concluded successfully, and Lu Mingxiao's speech in the afternoon brought the atmosphere to a climax.

The first day of the auto show went smoothly. Luo Qingyue originally planned to go back to the hotel with Lu Mingxiao, but Song Tao sent her a WeChat message asking if she wanted to get a foot massage. There was a shop that was very close to the exhibition center and had a cheaper group purchase deal.

After running all day in high heels, Luo Qingyue's feet were indeed a little sore.

She had already gotten into Lu Mingxiao's private RV and showed him Song Tao's message: "I've spent the whole afternoon with you. I'll request some free time tonight."

Lu Mingxiao cupped her face in his hands and said earnestly, "Yes, but only if absolute safety is guaranteed."

Luo Qingyue nodded: "I have many colleagues, and they all take good care of me. Even Song Tao, despite her frail appearance, slapped a perverted man on the subway without hesitation, and it even made the local news."

"Then you'll come back to Dongchuan with me tomorrow night."

Lu Mingxiao said, "We'll take the high-speed rail, and I'll have Xiao Xie drive the RV back."

Luo Qingyue agreed: "I'll make up an excuse and tell my colleagues that I have relatives in Yuanjiang who want to treat me to dinner."

Lu Mingxiao: "Send me your ID card, I'll book the tickets."

Luo Qingyue sent it to him on WeChat, looking at Lu Mingxiao and sighing.

"Some people are glamorous all day long, and their hairstyles are perfectly in place, while others are busy and exhausted all day long."

The next second, she received a transfer from Lu Mingxiao on WeChat: "I'll pay for your foot massage."

Luo Qingyue smiled and patted Lu Mingxiao on the shoulder: "You are truly the most sensible CEO I have ever met."

——

This was Luo Qingyue's first time visiting a foot massage parlor.

The restaurant Song Tao chose had a nice ambiance and offered a free buffet.

The two of them, along with Xu Jie, shared a private room and selected three female technicians.

First, they soak their feet, during which the female technicians will give them a soothing massage from behind.

After this step, you can lie down on the massage bed, enjoy your meal, and relax with a foot massage.

For Luo Qingyue, her feet were a particularly sensitive area.

When the young woman applied too much force, she couldn't help but scream. To distract herself, she sent a message to Lu Mingxiao.

【Crescent Moon】: Ah, so refreshing.

Lu Mingxiao replied with a question mark immediately.

"Could he have misunderstood something?" Luo Qingyue added.

【Crescent Moon】: I'm talking about foot massage.

[Lu Mingxiao]: Surely you didn't find a handsome guy to do it for you.

Luo Qingyue laughed out loud, and the next second the young lady gave her another push on the soles of her feet.

The phone slipped from her hand and fell onto Song Tao's face, causing Song Tao to let out a wail.

Picking up his phone again, Lu Mingxiao sent her ten question marks.

[Lu Mingxiao]: I dare not answer. Did I really guess right?

Luo Qingyue quickly pressed the keys on her phone.

【Crescent Moon】: You know what, there really is one here.

【Crescent Moon】: But for your physical and mental health, I didn't choose it.

【Crescent Moon】: After all, it was Dad who paid for it, so I'm especially loyal to you, aren't I?

The pain was only temporary. After the foot massage, Luo Qingyue returned to the hotel, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, and slept soundly.

On the second day of the auto show, Lu Mingxiao had other events to attend in Yuanjiang. He originally wanted to take her with him, but fearing that his colleagues would become suspicious, he chose to stay at the Expo Center and wear a mask and hat as a disguise.

Yesterday's new car launch and speech brought another wave of attention to the Mingyue.

Luo Qingyue was so busy that she didn't even have time to sit down. She was so focused on receiving clients that she didn't have a moment to sit down.

After standing in high heels all day, the foot massage lost all its effectiveness, and the soreness spread from the soles of my feet to my groin.

At 5 p.m., after the auto show closed, Luo Qingyue and her colleagues went back to the hotel to get their luggage.

He handed the room key to Xu Jie, who instructed him to send her a message when he got home. He then carried his suitcase to the twentieth floor to meet up with Lu Mingxiao.

Luo Qingyue rang the doorbell in front of the presidential suite.

She leaned against the edge of the door frame, the soreness in her feet making her unsteady on her feet.

As soon as the door opened, she rushed inside, quickly kicked off her high heels, and collapsed onto the living room sofa.

Lu Mingxiao helped her bring in the suitcase that was left by the door.

Arrange the high heels scattered on the carpet and sit down next to Luo Qingyue.

"Could you help me move that over here?"

Luo Qingyue pointed to the square soft stool next to the sofa opposite, and Lu Mingxiao did as she asked. He moved it in front of her, immediately put his feet on it, and stretched his legs out.

With the air conditioner blowing, Luo Qingyue leaned back on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

Lu Mingxiao brought her a glass of orange juice and put a straw in it. She took two sips and couldn't help but complain to him.

"I'm really exhausted today. One client left, and another came. A middle-aged couple left, and then a three-generation family came. From a 90-year-old grandfather who is still healthy, to a one-month-old baby in a stroller. According to incomplete statistics, I have come into contact with more than 200 men, women, and children."

Lu Mingxiao moved her leg over and placed it on his own: "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yeah, I've been standing all day." (She said in a coquettish tone.)

Wearing high heels and flesh-colored stockings, Luo Qingyue then gestured to Lu Mingxiao, "Look, my stockings are all worn out."

"Just sit here and don't move, I'll massage it for you."

"Okay, thank you."

Luo Qingyue readily accepted, and Lu Mingxiao pinched her calf: "Is this pressure okay?"

Luo Qingyue relaxed, completely enjoying herself: "It doesn't seem to matter if it's a little heavier."

Lu Mingxiao gradually increased the pressure, and at a certain point, she exclaimed excitedly, "Just like that, it feels so good!"

Lu Mingxiao massaged her intently through her trousers.

Facing such a magnificent face, Luo Qingyue remained silent for a few minutes before exclaiming, "The treatment I didn't get at the foot massage parlor last night has all come back to me now. Xiao Lu, I will definitely give you a five-star review. You are the best technician in my heart."

"Xiao Lu..."

Lu Mingxiao didn't know what kind of expression to make. "Looking at the entire Mingyue... no, the entire universe, only you dare to shout like that."

"Haven't you ever been called that before?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Luo Qingyue asked curiously, "What does your dad call you?"

“Ah Xiao, that’s what my relatives call him too.”

Lu Mingxiao then elaborated on her point, saying, "Others, including my former superiors, are used to calling me by the last two characters of my name."

"Ah Xiao... is so cute."

Luo Qingyue then made another connection, "A-Yue isn't cute, but Xiao-Yue is."

After massaging one leg, Lu Mingxiao lifted up her other leg.

"Didn't I remind you last night not to wear high heels? You even promised me."

"Speaking of which, it's really speechless."

Luo Qingyue recalled, "I only brought two pairs of shoes. This morning I was planning to change into sneakers, but after putting them on, the front of both shoes came unglued. I suspected that mice had gotten into the room and chewed them up. I definitely couldn't wear those broken shoes out, and I didn't have time to buy new ones, so I had to put on my high heels again. Actually, I did think about wearing hotel slippers, but it would be too inappropriate for that occasion."

Lu Mingxiao didn't even look up: "If you encounter something like this in the future, tell me immediately and I will help you solve it. Don't try to tough it out on your own."

His tone wasn't particularly friendly; it was more of a routine, businesslike manner.

"Are you angry?" she asked cautiously.

Lu Mingxiao: "No, I just feel sorry for you."

Luo Qingyue: "You're not showing me any concern, you're clearly yelling at me!"

Lu Mingxiao asked, puzzled, "Where did I yell at you?"

Luo Qingyue ignored him and stared at the ceiling, wailing to herself.

"Who am I working so hard for? Not only do they not appreciate it, they take my efforts for granted."

"I must be the most miserable princess in the world. Not only do I have no personal freedom, but I also have to face the evil capitalists' wrath every day—ah—"

A sudden, violent force struck her foot, and Luo Qingyue couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Looking to the side, Lu Mingxiao was massaging her foot, his skill level no less than that of the "technician" from last night.

Whenever he is impressed by one of Lu Mingxiao's skills, he will quickly demonstrate a new skill.

"How do you even know this?" Luo Qingyue asked.

Lu Mingxiao blurted out, "Is it difficult?"

Luo Qingyue chuckled twice: "I really want to hit you."

Even so, though she could sit and enjoy herself, she could still feel the treatment she received as a princess.

Lu Mingxiao's service didn't stop, and Luo Qingyue suddenly remembered something and asked him, "What time did you buy your high-speed rail ticket?"

"8:30."

Lu Mingxiao replied, "Only this bus has business class seats available."

Kashia is very close to the Yuanjiang City high-speed railway station, only a fifteen-minute drive away.

It's only six o'clock, no wonder Lu Mingxiao isn't in such a hurry. He's always very precise with time; she just needs to follow him.

After massaging his legs and feet, Lu Mingxiao said, "Get down and walk around for a bit, see if you feel any better."

Luo Qingyue stood barefoot on the carpet, walked from one end of the living room to the other, and turned to look at Lu Mingxiao: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I feel as light as a feather now."

She reflexively wanted to put on those high heels again, but Lu Mingxiao took them away first: "Don't wear uncomfortable shoes anymore. I'll have someone send over a pair of sneakers."

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Go to the nearby shopping mall and buy me ten...twenty pairs of women's sneakers, light colors, white, pink, blue, yellow are all fine, the soles should be comfortable, not too hard, size 37."

Luo Qingyue: "?"

Lu Mingxiao named a well-known sports shoe brand and then hung up the phone.

Luo Qingyue looked up at him: "Twenty pairs? Are you crazy?"

"Pick your favorite pair, I'll help you put them on later. The rest can be put in the RV and Xiao Xie can take them back to Dongchuan."

Lu Mingxiao explained, "I'll provide you with all the sneakers you need for the entire year you're at Mingyue. You can wear them on business trips from now on."

Luo Qingyue laughed and tiptoed to wrap her arms around his neck: "I never told you that I wear size 37 shoes, how did you know?"

Lu Mingxiao smiled faintly: "My eyes are like a ruler; I can judge by sight."

Luo Qingyue didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Fake."

Lu Mingxiao answered truthfully, "The size is on the high heels, I saw it."

Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Lu Mingxiao opened the door, and four shop assistants came in.

Judging from their clothes, Luo Qingyue knew they came from the mall; the logo happened to be the brand of the sneakers Lu Mingxiao had bought.

Each person held five shoe boxes in their hands, placed them one by one in the living room, and opened the lids.

The moment Lu Mingxiao swiped his card and handed it over, Luo Qingyue felt that all the comic book plots she had read before were utterly weak.

Having money to spend, spending it freely, and spending it for you—this is the most domineering moment for a man.

After the shop assistant left, Luo Qingyue looked at the pile of shoes and couldn't help but praise them.

"This brand has such beautiful designs, I love every single pair."

Suffering from decision paralysis, Luo Qingyue turned to Lu Mingxiao for help: "Which pair do you want me to wear? I'll wear whichever pair you want."

Lu Mingxiao chose a pair of light blue and white color-blocked shoes, bent down to pick them up from the shoebox, and invited Luo Qingyue to sit down on the sofa.

Luo Qingyue sat down, placing her hands on the edge of the sofa. Lu Mingxiao knelt down in front of her, pretending to kneel on one knee. She was a princess, and Lu Mingxiao was her knight.

Lu Mingxiao gently lifted Luo Qingyue's left foot.

His touch was very light and gentle; his fingertips brushed against Luo Qingyue's instep, sending a tingling sensation through her. Unconsciously, she pulled her foot back slightly.

When he massaged her feet earlier, he used much more force than he is now, and Luo Qingyue did not feel anything unusual.

At that moment, every time Lu Mingxiao touched her, he would inject an electric current into her blood. In just over ten seconds, after one shoe was put on, the current was already surging through her blood.

In the living room, the lights were warm yellow, and the air conditioner was blowing cold air continuously.

Luo Qingyue dared not breathe too loudly, her palms slightly damp with fine beads of sweat.

After putting on the other shoe, Lu Mingxiao sat down next to her.

Even though they clearly understood each other's feelings, Luo Qingyue felt a bit oxygen-deprived, and a sense of tension crept over her.

It was as if she had returned to those days when her emotions were suppressed. She didn't even dare to look at Lu Mingxiao's face, and her expression was even somewhat heavy.

Lu Mingxiao gently took her hand in his. Luo Qingyue looked at the decorative painting on the wall and suddenly spoke.

"Is Mingyue going to go bankrupt?"

Lu Mingxiao was stunned at first, then pointed to the pile of sneakers on the ground with a broad smile.

"According to your theory, this is what I call the last hurrah before bankruptcy."

Luo Qingyue murmured softly, "Xiao Lu, if you're having financial difficulties, just tell me directly. You've been giving me massages, buying me shoes, booking my high-speed rail tickets, cooking for me, and doing all sorts of nice things for me. It's hard not to suspect that you have ulterior motives towards me."

Lu Mingxiao looked directly into her eyes, his bright eyes sparkling with starlight.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke: "We at Mingyue have never prohibited office romances."

Luo Qingyue unconsciously recalled the scene of her storming into his office and yelling.

Thinking he had suddenly brought up old grievances, she felt a slight tightness in her chest, then feigned composure and said, "Actually, I already knew. I heard from colleagues that several couples had been matched up internally, and those who got married even received a red envelope reward. It's a very good policy."

"As the president of Mingyue, I also have an obligation to contribute to the internal digestion business."

Her breathing was completely disordered. Luo Qingyue stared at the man in front of her without blinking, and her adrenaline surged to its peak.

He held her hand tightly, and the next moment, Lu Mingxiao smiled, covered Luo Qingyue's eyes, and whispered in her ear, "Luo Qingyue, I've fallen in love with you. Do you want to take responsibility for me?"

[Author's Note]

Send the newlyweds to their bridal chamber!

Luo Hanzhou: Do you all think I'm dead?!

Li Heng: Let's fight! Let's fight!

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Ah, I originally wanted to write it like the copywriting suggests, in the park.

After thinking about it, I realized it's not suitable; it's too open and airy. A more private setting would be better. [Let me see][Let me see][Let me see]