Kiss Me Again, Aloof Campus Heartthrob Coaxes His Little Darling

A cold and闷骚 rich handsome guy vs. a清冷 poor little nanny. University campus + sweet petting + double洁 + satisfying story. When Lin Xi first met Song Xu, she was mistaken for a lady sent to accompan...

Chapter 66 What should I call you? Big dummy or silly goose?

Chapter 66 What should I call you? Big dummy or silly goose?

Lin Xi first heard about the 20,000 yuan raise, and then she pondered the previous sentence and pretended to be his woman.

This business requires careful consideration.

"How do you pretend? What's your purpose?" Lin Xi didn't immediately reject the offer because of the 20,000 yuan.

Song Xu's eyes were devoid of emotion. "The main purpose is to help me ward off unwanted romantic advances. Although my focus is currently on the company, I do need to go back to school occasionally."

“You should know how popular I am at Jiangda University. I’m constantly bothered every time I go back to school, so I need a woman.”

"You just need to accompany me to public events often."

Lin Xi really knew how popular Song Xu was at Jiang University; people were even willing to spend money to buy his underwear and socks.

However, given Song Xu's recent attitude towards her and his frequent little tricks, Lin Xi was still a little uneasy. "Then why did you choose me?"

Song Xu gave a bitter smile, "Because you're the only one who's ever rejected me. You won't take this charade for real."

That's true. Lin Xi was very confident in herself. She kept her personal and professional life separate. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Then there should be limits to our behavior, right?"

She'll only accept holding hands; nothing else.

Song Xu stared at her for a long time. "I am a bit of a germaphobe."

What does "germaphobia" mean? Is she dirty? Lin Xi wondered to herself, wondering who had held her and slept with her all night.

Lin Xi was dissatisfied with these words, but also felt much more at ease. At least Song Xu wouldn't lay a hand on her or slap her in the face by saying these words.

"I have one last question," Lin Xi asked candidly, "What's the deadline?"

She can't keep pretending forever, even though she gets paid.

“Until I get married,” Song Xu squinted, “you cannot date during this period.”

This condition doesn't seem reasonable at first glance. Party A can date freely during the contract renewal period, but Party B cannot.

However, when Lin Xi treated this as a job, it felt perfectly reasonable. After all, the client is the one who pays, so they can be capricious. As the service provider who receives the money, she has to meet all the client's requirements.

If she doesn't want to date, then so be it. Anyway, she hasn't had any needs in that area in recent years. She earns a stable salary of 40,000 yuan a month, so what else could she possibly want?

"Okay, I agree." Lin Xi nodded in agreement after thinking it through.

Song Xu sneered inwardly. He knew Lin Xi wouldn't let go of any opportunity to make money. "You'd better think it through. If you breach the contract, you'll have to pay a penalty."

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I have a strong sense of professional ethics," Lin Xi said with a smile to Song Xu.

Song Xu took out two prepared contracts and handed them to Lin Xi, saying, "Take a look. If there are no problems, sign them. After you sign, our agreement will take effect."

The contract is already prepared? Lin Xi took the contract and read it word by word from beginning to end, afraid that she would be scammed.

Fortunately, the above content was the same as what Song Xu said, except that the last clause about the amount of liquidated damages was a bit too large.

If she engages in flirtatious relationships or romantic affairs with other men during the contract period, the contract will be terminated, and she will have to pay Song Xu a total of five million yuan in damages for reputational damage and emotional distress.

"Mr. Song, isn't five million a bit too much in breach of contract fees?"

“It’s just a number,” Song Xu said indifferently. “It’s just to keep your behavior in check. I don’t want to be cuckolded, and I can’t lose face in the eyes of outsiders.”

Lin Xi expressed her understanding and firmly believed that she could do it. Without further hesitation, she picked up a pen and signed her name on the contract.

Song Xu had already signed it. Lin Xi signed her copy and kept one for herself, then handed the other to Song Xu, saying, "It's signed."

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now." Lin Xi picked up her lunchbox and prepared to leave.

Song Xu put the contract into the locked drawer. Hearing Lin Xi was about to leave, he glanced at her and said, "The contract is in effect. You'll stay here with me today."

Lin Xi sat down again, looked around, and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

Making her sit there for half a day is practically killing her; wasting time is shameful.

Song Xu knew Lin Xi well, so he pushed a stack of folders on the table to Lin Xi, saying, "You can take a look at the documents and contracts and learn how to write them."

Lin Xi is interested in learning anything she doesn't understand. As for making money, she's not in a hurry anymore. With an extra 20,000 yuan in salary each month, things are much easier for her now.

The two were separated by a table, each looking at their own things.

Lin Xi saw a project plan that listed many project budget expenditures, with the final total amount exceeding ten million.

Perhaps due to years of doing practice problems, Lin Xi would silently calculate the result in her mind for each expense she looked at, then compare it with the number above, and if it was correct, she would move on.

When she got to the middle of the calculation, she made a mistake. The number she calculated was one decimal place different from the number above, which was the difference between one hundred thousand and one million.

Lin Xi used a calculator to check, and the result was the same as her calculation; the number on the budget sheet was ten times larger.

This alone adds up to 900,000. She couldn't tolerate any mistakes, so she looked up at Song Xu and said, "President Song."

Song Xu glanced at her with displeasure, "Choose a different way to address me."

"Song Xu?" Lin Xi called him by his name directly.

"Change it again." Song Xu looked at her coldly.

Lin Xi was stumped. She blinked. "Xiao Xu?"

That's what Madam Song called him, I think.

Song Xu's eyes grew increasingly cold. "Is this what you call me?"

Lin Xi had little experience, so she turned to the internet for help: What should I call my boyfriend?

There were many answers below, and Lin Xi picked a few for Song Xu to choose from: "Brother, Darling, Stinky Baby, Good Boy, Silly Goose, Big Pig, Little Fool, Big Idiot..."

"Stop," Song Xu couldn't stand it anymore. The first few were alright, but what was all the rubbish coming up? "Just call him brother."

“Brother Xu,” Lin Xi compromised, calling him “brother” was a bit too cheesy, “is this okay?”

"Barely acceptable," Song Xu hummed in agreement. "What did you call me for?"

After being bombarded with Song Xu's long speech, Lin Xi almost forgot about the important matter. She placed the project plan in her hand in front of Song Xu, stood up, and pointed to the place where the calculation was wrong, "This is wrong, it's more than 900,000 off."

More than 900,000? Song Xu glanced at it and realized that it was indeed off by one decimal place. He didn't really believe it was unintentional.

This is the kind of situation where, if the error is discovered during inspection, the person claims it was a mistake; if it's not discovered during inspection and the price is approved, then the money ends up in someone else's pocket.

"Zhang Qing!" Song Xu shouted.

Zhang Qing next door shuddered. "Is CEO Song on drugs?"

He walked to the door of Song Xu's office, intending to push it open and come in, but found it locked. He then knocked on the door, saying, "Mr. Song, the door is locked."

Lin Xi walked to the door to open it. She glanced back at Song Xu and reminded him, "Brother Xu, your hat."

Song Xu put the baseball cap on his head. "Open the door."

Lin Xi opened the door and let Zhang Qing in.

"President Song, what's wrong?" Zhang Qing asked as he walked to the desk.

Song Xu tossed the project plan to him, asking, "Who checked this plan?"

Zhang Qing picked it up and glanced at it. He remembered it. "This was checked by Shu Xi. She checked this project plan yesterday."